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 Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 1:13 pm
Rich uncurls a bit to see a girl with a nearly white shining mane of curls hovering over him. He blinks a bit dazed.
"I'm sorry what?" he mumbles bemusedly. As the other students clear the doorway and the chaos thins out he casts about for his book and parchments which have been kicked out of his reach.
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 12:46 am
Fearless raised an eyebrow. Is he deaf or what? "I'm asking, are you okay?" She said, louder this time. She saw him reaching for his things and took out her wand. "Accio." His things flew towards her and she packed everything into a neat stack. "There you go. I'm Fearless, by the way. I've got to run... I'm late for my next class. See you in the Great Hall." Fearless ran off, leaving the person on the floor beside his things. I didn't ask his name!
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 11:45 am
Andromeda who had just arrived on the scene to attend History class glanced at the Gryffindor girl running past her, then looked back to see the Hufflepuff boy on the floor. She recognized him from earlier and remembered the chill she had felt upon seeing him. Andromeda wondered if the feeling had been a coincidence or something symbolic. After a moment's hesitation, she walked up to Rich and extended an arm to help him up. "Here."
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 6:57 pm
Startled a bit by the sudden assembly of his books Rich has no time to react as Fearless introduces herself and then dashes away. He sits bemused until a pale hand darts into his line of vision. He follows the line of the arm up to a face. A moving mouth...she was a fourth year, he'd seen her in the halls before, he tie and school uniform indicated Slytherin, so he was a little wary to take her offered hand, but he reflected as he grasped it, it might be just as bad not to take it.
"Thanks," he mumbles blushing a shade of red usually reserved for boiled lobsters.
~~~Dark Arts Class~~~
Professor Werner laces his fingers together then turns his palms outwards and flexes. A rippling snapping and crackling sounds as his knuckles pop. He grins broadly at the students filing into his classroom and his entire face lights up. His ruddy red cheeks blaze and his light blue eyes sparkle, the smile doesn't well conceal the mischief behind it. A large burly Irish man, Professor Werner is infamous for his youthful pranks on the students and even other teachers. The highlight of last year's Halloween Festival was when several of the great orange pumpkins turned into great fat toads who had hopped across the table scattering food and students as one slightly dazed and thereafter exalted toad had eaten the headmaster's hat. As Professor Werner waited for the bell to sound he grinned out at the Gryfindors and Ravenclaws accumulating in his room.
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 7:21 pm
Noticing the boy's hesitation, Andromeda suddenly realized that what she did would probably be frowned upon by her fellow housemembers, "Whatever," the girl said rather bluntly at Rich, then continued on to the History of Magic door.
She stopped at the door however and turned her head at him slightly, "You should avoid crowds."
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Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2008 3:42 am
Gasping for breath, Fearless arrived at the D.A.D.A. classroom. "Sor...Sorry, I'm late, Professor Werner." She went to her place at the middle of the class, surrounded by a large group of friends. All of them were swarming with questions about why she was late. "I helped a boy. He fell and I helped him. Judging from his uniform, I'd guess he's from Hufflepuff." And I don't know his name...She turned her attention back to Professor Werner, who had a terrible grin on his face. What is he planning...? She narrowed her eyes at him.
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Posted: Wed Sep 10, 2008 3:51 pm
Rish pulls himself to his feet as Andromeda disappears into the history room and the bell rings. He frowns furiously and dashes off to his next class. Behind him Professor Lenitov waves her wand to close the history classroom's door. Her squints at the class in front of her turning her bonnet like hat around the room, like a sunflower's head follows the path of the sun through the day. The wrinkles around her mouth seem to darken and stretch as she frowns. She mumbles into the lacy ruffles spilling down her chest. Then spying her eye glasses she scrabbles them onto her drooping nose. "eherm...fourth year Slytherins and Hufflepuffs...welcome to....uh...History of Magic, this year we cover....errrr...the history of Great Brittan." her voice crackles like paper being crushed into a ball. Many Slytherins begin to stir uncomfortably in their seats and one particularly braver (or stupider) student began pulling faces and aping the Professor, even some of the Hufflepuffs giggled. And so history class began, Lenitov never bothered to quiet the students who all became progressively more and more rowdy, noisy, and obnoxious.
~~~~~Dark Arts
Professor Werner smirks as the bell rang at last. He booms at the class "Welcome, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw fourth years! Does everyone have a seat?" He stands and scans the room nodding as he observes they all do have seats. "Now, first we will begin with a challenge, hopefully you remember your spells from last year! Denio Agiato!" Suddenly all the chairs spring to life and wraps their arms around the students locking them in place, while the tops bend over to lock the shoulders in place and the front legs wrap around the legs of the girls and boys sitting upon their seats. "Ah, well. Good Luck! I'll be in my office, anyone who gets free is free to go I'll be out at the end of the period to release any of the students who are still here." Professor Werner laughs heartily and slips into his back room letting the door swing shut behind him.
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Posted: Wed Sep 10, 2008 4:59 pm
Andromeda sighed as she listened to the antics of the rambunctious students. She began to wonder if it was the History of Magic that was to become her worst class this term. She had no problems with the idea of learning or having an undisciplining teacher like Lenitov, but if things progressed like they were going today, Andromeda knew that she would fast become sick of all the joking students. The noise was beginning to give her a headache, so she closed her eyes, and attempted desperately to focus only on Lenitov's teachings... though that didn't seem to help much since the teacher's own words seemed so ininspired and sporadic that Andromeda could have sworn she was listening to another student making a poorly memorized speech. Finally she had enough, and raised her hand, hoping her own words could lessen the quickly escalating migraine.
"Professor Lenitov?" Andromeda tried to clear her throat so as to be as clear cutting through the noise as possible, "Erm... before we get too far, I was just wondering when can we expect our first test on this section?"
She noticed a few dumbfounded students looked her way, she suspected, out of surprise that Andromeda Baines even spoke a word while others simply glared at her for bringing up the subject of tests on the first day of classes.
(( Oh god... Lenitov reminds me of my Economics teacher... xd ))
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MikeDrawl rolled 1 12-sided dice:
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Posted: Thu Sep 11, 2008 2:55 am
Stupid guy! Fearless thought as she struggled against the tight restraints. She strained her brain to think of a suitable spell to allow her to escape. A list of spells ran through her head. Hmm... deprimo? Defodio? Obscuro? What's a blindfold going to help in this situation? Relashio! She glanced at her classmates, all struggling, some even red in the face. She smothered a laugh. "Everyone! Use relashio! RELASHIO!" She shouted as she struggled to reach her wand. After a few moments of stretching and cursing, she finally took her wand into hand.
"Relashio." Fearless uttered, but at the last minute, someone knocked into her and she missed and dropped her wand. She saw that it was one of her friends. What the heck... She thought as she saw her classmates walked out of the class one by one. She couldn't reach her wand and her pride did not allow her to ask one of her classmates to pick it up for her. Soon, she was the only one left in the D.A.D.A classroom. I'll get her for it... she couldn't help but think.
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Posted: Thu Sep 11, 2008 8:06 pm
~~~~~History of Magic
Professor Lenitov pivots her head around the room looking for the voice that had addressed her directly. She clears her throat.
"I must have passed out the curriculum earlier..." she shuffles to her desk and mumbles to herself as the start to loose interest and whisper to each other behind their hands. "Ahhh...no there are still here Wingardium Leviosa" the papers levitate and float towards all the students who quieted down as the parchments floated their way. But as soon as the last paper drifted down to touch the last desk top Lenitov turned back to her lesson and continued her drone, but she started a few topics back. Some students laugh and strike up their conversations again. The class continues until the bell rings and the students file out, though the Professor seems to drone on.
~~~~~Defense Against the Dark Arts
Werner pokes his head out as the bell sounds and chuckles merrily to himself and grinning broadly at Fearless.
"Aw Miss Pearly, Couldn't figure it out?" He flicks his wrist "Relashio all right Fearless, I'll see you next class." The chair snaps back into it's normal dimensions and Professor Werner winks broadly and disappears back behind his door.
~~~~~Hallways
The grounds keeper trudges through the halls hanging up signs that the coming weekend there would be a trip to Hogsmeade for all third and fourth years.
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2008 2:33 am
"Is not that I can't figure out the spell, I..." Fearless trailed out as she saw that Professor Werner had already returned to his office. I can't believe this! First that stupid girl knock into me, then Professor Werner didn't even listen to my explanation. How bad could my day get? Fearless thought as she picked up her wand and strided angrily out of the classroom.
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2008 2:46 pm
Andromeda heaved a great sigh of relief as soon as she was out of the classroom, then walked as quickly away from the departing students as she possibly could. If there was one thing she had learned from her past three years at Hogwarts, it was that her fellow Slytherins never took kindly to her goody-two-shoe student questions in classes. She practically jogged through halfway through the castle until she noticed a new sign on the wall. She blinked a few times as she read the notice. "I wonder if they'll have any new sneakoscopes in stock..."
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2008 4:51 pm
Rich regards the notice of the Hogsmeade weekend placidly. He could go off campus this year and he felt a flutter in the high reaches of his stomach. He glances around sheepishly then scampers off to the Hufflepuff common room to put his books away and maybe start some reading before lunch.
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The school week speeds by as students settle into their classes and teachers dole out assignments. There is a fair amount of buzz among the older students, especially since the weekend outing was so early this year. The appointed Saturday the students who were going out gathered in the Great Hall to wait for release into the magically town just outside the school grounds.
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Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2008 5:00 pm
She walked into the Great Hall with her face looking down towards the palm of her hand. In said hand was a small piece of parchment with some scribbles about schoolwork in it. It looked as if she was keeping on top of her scheduled assignments, or she was at least trying to be.
"You sure you weren't supposed to be sorted in Ravenclaw?" another girls voice said, and a feminine hand yanked the piece of parchment out of Andromeda's hands.
She stopped walking abruptly and looked up at the girl. It was a fellow Slytherin who was smirking at her. Andromeda just stared at her sternly. "Give it back."
"Pfeh. Like you need it. I could rip it up right now and you'd still remember most of it."
"I'd like to remember all of it."
"You going to let me see your notes on Divination?"
Andromeda blinked at the girl. She loathed anyone who wanted to copy her notes. Why can't they just do it themselves? And she knew the girl had attended all the Divination classes so far. She looked up and sighed with disgust, "Fine."
"Great!" the other girl said suddenly perking up. She turned about and threw the parchment back at Andromeda, then began skipping towards her friends, "Tonight at 8 in the common room, see ya Romy!"
Andromeda jumped at her parchment which was floatly slowly down, and immediately stuffed it in her pocket so no one else could get their hands on it. She mumbled to herself, "Ugh. Yea right, as if I'd give anyone else my notes."
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