Post by Ciro Antonio Carrado on Jul 8, 2011 20:34:32 GMT -5
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Nearly two months had passed since Ciro has seen the inside of the castle's vast interior. Although he had thoroughly enjoyed his visit and temporary work with the Minister For Magic he deeply desired to return to his post at Hogwarts and resume his work as an instructor, and head of house. Truth be told Ciro rather missed his students a little, even the ones who he considered to be thorns in his side, though he would never admit to such a feat. Instead he would claim only that he was concerned for the well being of the student's education and development.
Entering the castle a slight crooked smile crossed his face as he inhaled the air deeply. The scent was just as he remembered, as everything else was. One of the great things about Hogwarts was its unchanging appearance and consistency. As Ciro moved about the castle slowly a small grunt escaped him as he cleared his throat. It was diner time and the students were in the Great Hall, he could tell by the usual murmur of students coming from that direction.
Finally Ciro reached the doors of the great hall and stood motionless in front of them. The murmur of students was now great and rather loud. Rolling back his shoulders and straightening his posture the smile quickly vanished from Ciro's face. Although he was truly happy to have returned to his post the last image he wanted to give off was the image that he was joyful to have returned and the kids were in fact his pride and joy. No, he wanted to be respected and hated over loved and adored. Hs hardness hopefully would instill a greatness in these students that they would take on forever more. That would be Ciro's true sense of happiness.
Quickly Ciro moved to the doors and violently opened them. A rather dramatic, yet necessary entrance. Abruptly and still without emotion he moved gracefully down the isles looking into the crowd of students. Only few try realized his abrupt entrance, but it appeared they didn't care much... something that Ciro was neither happy, nor angry at.
Finally, after what seemed to be a lifetime of a dramatic entrance he stood at the front of the hall both elegantly and forcefully. Before taking his seat at the staff table he turned and examined the hall intently. His eyes were narrowed and his look was fierce, truly his thoughts consumed him and truly he was intent on whatever it was he was thinking about.
Finally his mouth twitched slightly and then he turned. It was now time to once again take his spot at the staff's table and head of the Great Hall. Slowly he moved up the small staircase, and then to his seat. Nodding to his fellow comrades and acknowledging the Headmaster Ciro sat in his previous position and once more began to study the hall therein. Rather than feasting with the rest he was more intent on finding one particular student.... but where was this student?
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