It's That Time

Varian was back at it again... he had worked here for three years and still came back which some of his closest friends considered odd. One friend in particular laughed at him but it kept Varian busy, and he was still able to have some sort of social life which is what he had wanted. He had been a live for centuries and always tried to make sure he could find something that would occupy his time. He had his fun; Var lived his life and now it was time for him to dial it back just a little bit. Some think he should find love, but Var didn't really believe in that. He did enjoy helping students though which is why he was one of the school's healers.

So, there was his love and passion. Another thing that was kind of uncommon was the lounge being empty. When he had arrived, there was no one there but the scent of others being there told him that they had left, and he was alone in there. So, Var took this opportunity to just relax before he had to go get work done. Drinking some pumpkin juice as he listened to the clock tick.

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It was a good thing that Hogwarts came with on site healers. Ilija had never been super accident prone though, but even as a student he'd made a habit out of pulling pranks. The happier days when life had been simpler. He'd had his moments in the hospital wing as a little hufflepuff naturally, but as an adult he had to appreciate healers even more. They did save his life, after all. So as he walked into the staff lounge and noticed the school healer he couldn't help but smile and greet him politely. He was new to this job, choosing to leave the old job mostly for the summer times. He loved curse breaking but training them had become mentally taxing. Perhaps dealing with students would be a good kind of different for him.

"Good evening. Quiet start of the year?" He asked curiously. He remembered that he and his friends had a bad habit of stirring up trouble at the opening feast so he really hoped the kids these days would bother to enjoy the feast. At least the advantage of teaching an elective meant he had more free time than the teacher that taught the core classes. Perhaps the more bitter and cynical part of Ilija hoped that nobody in his class had the same career aspirations he'd had in school. That was nothing but trouble after all. "I meant to ask, if it's not a bother, if you'd mind helping me out with a health related issue from time to time." Ilija suddenly asked a bit awkwardly. He wasn't sure if the staff had been informed of his... condition.

"I have a prosthetic leg that requires some maintenance at times, as well as needing some treatment for burn scars. If it's no bother to you it'd save me quite some time in not needing to go to St. Mungo's all the time. But if you'd rather not I fully understand of course." Too much of a Hufflepuff at heart to make it a problem after all.