The Staff Table

[Professor Gareth]

Professor Gareth entered the Great Hall with swift stride. He wore a black vest and a deep purple shirt and black pants to match. He had a black silk cape that hung over his right shoulder that was embroidered with an intricate purple design on the bottom and he passed by the Ravenclaw table with a nod to his students. It was obvious to most that he favored his students above all others. It was also obvious that he despised most hufflepuff students. Gareth may have been a Ravenclaw due to his intelligence and magical aptitude but he had the heart of a slytherin. And he showed just as much venom as they would toward anyone other then his own house. Those who didn't know him found him intimidating. His co-workers found him cold, but he just figured he was rational. He had not the time to show any kind of compassion or kindness. His job was to shape the minds of young wizards and witches and that is exactly what he was going to do. He expected nothing but the best from his students and in his 7 years of teaching at Hogwarts so far the best is what he got. He would not pass those who would not try. Since all you really had to do was try and apply yourself Defense against the Dark arts was not a difficult class by any means unless you were just an obvious failure at magic completely.
Gareth walked up the small bit of steps to the staff table and took his seat, his cold black eyes sweeping the great hall as he did so. He crossed his legs and folded his hands, he presented a very intimidating picture for many, especially the first years. He glanced around and noticed that only a few of co-workers were here at the moment. He wasnt suprised. He was always early. Never late. Even being on time wasnt enough.

[Daphne Breckenridge]

Daphne waltzed over to her spot at the table, next to Gareth and sat with a cool nod, and smiled briefly at everyone else seated before laying her napkin in her lap. She started with some flax seed/green juice blend she asked the house elves to make for her especially, and spread some marmite on a slice of whole wheat toast. It was all quite repulsive, but one must suffer for beauty. Potions, lotions, and charms could only go so far.
She looked across the tables and frowned at one of her students, he had wandered over to another table to snatch some fruit and caught his eye. He waved cheefully at her and ran back to his seat. She almost frowned but stopped herself in time. Frowning caused wrinkles and she'd be damned if she let any of these little brats make her lose her good looks ahead of time. What happened to the rules since she was in school? Children were never so friendly with their elders. And you never dared to risk getting busted and sent to detention. Detentions were a thing to be feared. None of this trophy polishing junk. No, there were shackles and whips and lengths of thick rattling chains awaiting those who defied authority. She sighed, because she missed those days.

[Prof. Rose]

Ginny walked into the great hall and looked around. A smile was spread on her face as she saw that everything seemed to be going well. She spotted a student walk from one table to the other and grab some fruit. She liked that the houses seemed to get along quite well. She slowly headed to the staff table and headed to her seat beside Gareth. On his other side Daphne sat eating some of the most disgusting food she had ever seen. "Good Morning Gareth. Good Morning Daphne." She gave them both a pleasant smile before grabbing some multi grain waffles and drizzling them in sugar free syrup. She grabbed a few slices of bacon as well and quickly said a prayer before cutting a small piece from her waffle. When she swallowed she looked over at Gareth. "It seems like the students have bean getting along quite well with other houses. Don't you think Gareth?"