Emaleigh was eating quietly, pleased to have begun her second year as a Hogwarts professor. Sure she was a young, newly employed witch, but she was definitely capable of her job. She began cutting her food into tiny minuscule squares as she noticed one of the students, a Gryffindor named Addison, preforming magic. She quirked an eyebrow, deciding to merely spectate considering that Headmaster Utelias already stood to handle the matter. Apparently she made the water into an alcoholic beverage, seeing as the headmaster confiscated the drink from the student. It brought a smile to her face, and quiet laughter. She couldn't remember how many times Dumbledore caught her doing the exact same thing. She slowly ate, watching the students curiously. She recently acquired the title of Ravenclaw's Headmistress. The thought brought her attention to Cyrus, Willow, and Casey. They were three of the interesting children. She hoped those three would prove promising. She'd have to keep a close eye on all three.
The Headmaster approached her and Alexander, one of her fellow teachers and voiced his concerns about the first year students, she nodded, wiping her mouth with a napkin quickly, "Yes sir." She smiled confidently, "I'll give them the benefit of the doubt as always, but as for your concerns.. I'll definitely keep them in mind." She added, expecting the best out of each and every one of them despite their rough start, even the Slytherin children. After the Headmaster left, she looked over to Alexander, "What classes do you teach this year? I've got Charms and Astronomy." She took a careful bite, looking at her own goblet. What I wouldn't do for some rum at this point.. She thought, almost sighing to herself. Wine would be even better.. She thought, green eyes shifting back to her colleague. She brushed some of her red hair behind her ears, looking to the students with a brighter smile. They were the reason she kept from drinking. She wanted to watch each and every single one of them become great witches and wizards. If she was drinking she'd miss their progress, she didn't want to let any of her students down. It scared her thinking that she could miss a chance to keep a student from becoming a dark wizard. Of course Voldemort was gone, but new evils always surfaced in the real world. She wasn't about to pretend that Hogwarts would live in this state of peace forever. If she could convince one student to remain on the good side, then in her mind she'd accomplished her job as a teacher at Hogwarts.