Aesop Sharp
Professor Mar sat among the faculty at Hogwarts' staff table, her dark robes concealing more than they revealed. Long brunette hair framed her face, soft bangs falling just above observant dark eyes that seemed to miss very little. Though new to the castle, she carried herself with the quiet confidence of a seasoned Auror, every movement measured and deliberate. To the students, she was simply the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. To those who looked closer, however, there was something heavier beneath her composed demeanor—a guardedness forged by experiences she rarely spoke of. Hidden beneath high collars and long sleeves lay countless scars, remnants of a past she preferred to leave buried. For now, she remained silent, watching the Great Hall with calm curiosity as another year at Hogwarts began.
About Aesop Sharp
Professor Mar sat among the faculty at Hogwarts' staff table, her dark robes concealing more than they revealed. Long brunette hair framed her face, soft bangs falling just above observant dark eyes that seemed to miss very little. Though new to the castle, she carried herself with the quiet confidence of a seasoned Auror, every movement measure...Read more