01-29-2007, 08:34 AM
"Good sleep?" asked Drake, taking a sip of tea from his cup from his flask. He looked out the window. "Deary me: they are look so embaressed, being hugged by their mothers and what-not. I wonder which are the tricksters? And which will be coming to my house?" He scouted out the window. "Hmm. Chap all in black out there: even the Wizarding world seems to be getting these "goth" trends.... or is it "emo"? I can never remember. Nevermind: so long as they're smart, eh?" He took another sip of his tea. "So, your first year as Headmisteress. I hope it'll be as eventful as that year Professor Lisp blew up the potions dungeon," Drake said happily.