Start of September
Ackerley has been back to Hogwarts for at least two weeks now. He had returned earlier than most of the professors to speak directly to the Headmaster about his new condition. This new kind of life has been difficult for him to adapt to and he still had troubles to accept it. Life was so... grey, now. Just as if everything magical has been long gone. At first, the young professor has been reluctant to take back his old post. Why would he? Would he even be able to enjoy teaching spells if he was not able to feel the magic inside of himself? He could not see any spell's colors anymore. Everything was grey, his eyes were also hurting most of the time. It was hard for him to only stay under the light of the sun. It was one of the reasons why he had retired for two years and went to work for the Ministry of Magic. He had run away from his problems. Somehow, it has been easier, but Ackerley knew that he would not be able to stay away from what was making him happy. He had grown up around researchers for the Ministry. He had worked there for a while. It was his passion after all.
It was now the start of September. The young professor of Charms had waited for this moment with fear crawling inside of him. He would have to confront his biggest fear. The young man was terrified of the idea of teaching the charms class again. What if he was not good enough for it anymore? It was true that he always has been some sort of prodigy in the matter, but being unable to see a shade of color has made it terribly hard for him to find the correct way to launch his spells. In the past, Ackerley has often relied on his vision for it. Watching the intensity of a magical effect. He was doing so by exploring the shade of a spell. Each sparkle, each small effect of a different type. A curse, a charm, they all had proprieties of their own. He loved to study them. While traveling in his thought, the young man felt something cling to his leg. His eyes slowing went down to the floor. It was his Tarantula. Of course, the smart little one had followed him through the castle. Even if the man wanted to be alone, the young spider was always at his side. Scary, most would say, but Ackerley found some comfort behind it. He slows leaned down and laid his hand on the floor. Denise directly went into his hand. She knew him well. They had been together for almost three years after all. He had received her as a gift from an old rival. It was his small treasure. The small orange design on her back gleamed when the sun's rays of light gently laid down on her small frame. She was mysterious and beautiful at the same time. A paradox he loved to experiment. Unfortunately, his condition made it impossible for him to enjoy it. All the different shades of colors that were coming from this beautiful creature were off limit now... Once he settled her down on his small shoulder, Ackerley returned his attention to his destination. He was slowly walking down the dark corridor of the school to get to the library.
Finally finding his destination, he opened the large wooden door and entered the calm location. A smell of old books and the familiar sense of the atmosphere came back toward him. He loved this place. It was his secret haven, his home inside of the Scottish castle. Hogwarts was an animated school and he preferred the serenity and the quiescence of books. It was his escape location. After looking around the library and notes that nothing really changed since his departure, the man walked toward a small and dark side of the Atheneum. A small wooden table with a few chairs made of the same material was disposed around a window. Ackerley gently closed his eyes, they were hurting him from being so close to a source of light, but it was tolerable. He sat down and gently posed Denise on the table. She started walking around and looking everywhere. She was curious. It has been so long since both of them has been in this specific place. She might not remember it. The man slowly smiled and turned his eyes to his books. He had brought one with him while waiting for his original reason to be in this place.
Indeed, the professor of Charms was here for a specific reason. The professor of Muggle Studies, Colin Anderson had asked him to meet him in the library to talk about some of his travels. The man needed some pieces of information about a certain location in the world for his class. Ackerley had accepted. For many reasons. First, he had traveled around the world many times because of his family and he knew a lot about the Muggles. It would be a great time to share his knowledge on the matter. Secondly, Colin has been a professor at Hogwarts for a long time. The two men had met a few years ago. It would be a singular appointment just like they used to do in the past. Ackerley might love tranquility, but he also loved being in the company of a special individual. Colin was one of them. He had developed some sort of friendship with the professor of Muggle Studies and was looking forward to this meeting. However, during his time away from Hogwarts, Ackerley had not been in contact with his colleagues. He has isolated himself from most of them and had not sent any reply to their letters. That statement made him wonder how the older man would react once he sees him again.
While wondering about this fact, which made him feel some anxiety, the young man heard footsteps approaching his location. It was too late to be feeling regrets. The man of his disquietude was now there. Ackerley slowly placed his book on the table, careful to not hurt Denise, who was looking at him in a strange way and looked up to meet Colin's eyes. He smiled, the man felt like home.
- Hello Colin, it has been a while. Please sit down, we have a lot to catch up on and a lot of research to do.