Angel hummed non-committally, though he figured his smile probably gave away the answer to June's question in her favor.
Typically, Angel tended to dread these sort of chats with his students, grateful that most Slytherins were headstrong enough to know what they wanted out of school or life...
Angel sat up as June entered the room, laughing as she explained her reasons for the coffee, taking it with a fond smile. "Now I can't pick favourites as the head of house obviously, but if I could I dare say students who bring me coffee are up there," Angel joked, taking a sip and making a...
Angel rubbed his hands together as he got things underway out on the lawn, hopeful that today's ploy would be successful. It had stung to not win the Quidditch cup last year, even if they were still the reining house champion and he figured a little encouragement never hurt anyone. And besides...
Angel was feeling optimistic for the coming school year, sweeping confidently into the Professor's lounge and taking a drink from Matt with a nod and a smile. "Hello, lovely colleagues, we all looking forward to another win for Slytherin this year?" He asked the room at large, fully aware he was...
Angel was leaning back in his office chair, brainstorming ideas on how to make screechsnaps more interesting for his sixth years and hopefully less of a headache for himself. Only years the years of living with a pair of young girls with little regard for privacy or knocking saved Angel from...
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