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"Oi, don't be tryin' anythin' funny there Thomasin or I'll knock ya silly." Fianna Quinn laughed at the redhead who had come to Hogwarts a year after her. Like her, he was a Head of a House but unlike him, she didn't mind having a drink or two to celebrate. And in good Irish tradition she was having a bit of whiskey on the rocks. This would be her third year teaching Transfiguration and she was excited to greet the old faces as well as the new ones. Poor Thomasin didn't understand her humor, despite being colleagues for a year already, and simply blushed and excused himself quietly, under the impression he had somehow angered the Transfiguration professor. 

In reality she just liked messing with the lad and found him endearing, but also a tad dull.

Though she knew she had to cut back on the drinking and so once she finished her current glass of golden nectar, she stuck to sparkling water and mingled with the returning professors as they awaited the arrival of the new professors, though there was only three or four new professors. The current and returning professors had banded together to have a small party before orientation began, as they had all gone through it before, they thought a drink or two before hand would liven things up a bit. 

Fianna found it easy to talk to her fellow instructors. She had already settled into her old quarters, glad to do very little world to make it feel like home. No matter how many times she looked out the window overlooking the lake, she felt so grateful to be where she was. She loved grading papers and helping students become better witches and wizards, but also better people. Many students came to her because of her honesty and passion and that was something Fianna knew she would never outgrow. The long haired woman saw Thomasin out of the corner of her eye and she tossed him a friendly grin which he shyly returned.

"Boy, it boggles the mind how someone so quiet can teach Charms. I would have thought well, a charmer would teach charms." She laughed to one of the other professors as they discussed how their summer had been. Over her summer, Fianna had gone back to Galway and enjoyed time with her family. Soon it came time for everyone to migrate up to the third floor so they could find out who was new to the school and go over the usual rules and procedures. 

Walking near the front of the pack, Fianna brushed her hair back, her own dark robes sporting the red and gold Gryffindor crest. She was glad to be Head of Gryffindor and knew she would make sure her students did right by the school and its high expectations. Since she was one of the first to step into the break room and check out who their new co-workers would be. She flashed a bright smile to the select newcomers and moved over to the side.

Since Headmaster McGonagall had yet to arrive and begin her speech, Fianna saw no reason not to take it upon herself to break the ice, recalling how nervous she had been when she first began at Hogwarts. "How's it going? My name's Fianna. It's real good to meet ya. What are you teachin'?" She leaned over towards a male with light snowy hair. "If ya need anythin' at all, I'd be glad to lend a hand or even two." She chuckled lightly, patting his shoulder lightly. Fianna had been told more than once to be mindful of other people's physical space but she couldn't help but think a handshake didn't do a meeting or feeling enough justice. So sometimes she would offer a hug or a pat on the back or shoulder, boundaries sometimes be damned in her book.