The students were filing in to the Defense classroom, not even bothering to look around them. They were seventh years, and as such knew every cranny of the room as though it were their own room within their respective Houses. However, they were failing to notice one important fact about the room: it hadn't been empty when they'd entered it.
Just in front of the desk at the front of the room, a large dog bed lay on the floor. And, atop the bed, lay what appeared to be a large dog, curled up with its back to the room, apparently fast asleep....
Raven hair streamed behind her as she walked by herself into the classroom of Defense Against the Dark Arts and took a seat in the second to last row of the classroom. The student was from Gryffindor, named Nikki, and was relatively short. She chose her current seat due to two aspects she has learned. The front was where the teacher could see you all too well and the second was, while the trouble makers sat in the very back, they were fun to talk to most of the time. She could always use a good laugh in a lesson, specially the slow boring days.
Sliding her tote shoulder bag from her shoulder and onto the back of her chair she waited. Brown eyes glancing around the room but not taking anything in too much. The room was too familiar. On the plus side of everything it was just after lunch so she didn't have to worry about starving through what could quite possibly be a boring first day of the year lesson.
Now all she had to do was wait.... And how she hated it.
Post by Justin McDowell on Apr 20, 2011 14:30:51 GMT -8
Classes. Such a necessary evil. At least Defense was rarely boring--rarely. There had been times when Professor Winslow had taught that Justin had found himself bored, but again, it was very rarely. Usually Winslow had allowed them to be a bit more hands on, especially the older they got. Once or twice, they'd even been allowed to duel--within reason, of course. Winslow himself had never actually dueled with the students, even if it on occasion left an odd man out because of some student or another being sick. Rumors had floated around that during his first year he had dueled with a student to help him practice, and he'd been left spitting up slugs for the longest time. Pansy had never dared again or so he'd been told. But rumors were rumors and, therefore, not necessarily true. After all, he'd heard conflicting rumors about Winslows years at the school being quite eventful. He'd even seen some old articles from the Prophet, but who knew?
As Justin made his way into the Defense classroom, he looked around the classroom. There was that girl...Nikki or whatever. Gryffindor. He didn't really know her too well, but over the years, he had had classes with her, naturally. Some other students were present that he recognized but could care less to converse with, so he decided to sit next to Nikki and preceded to take out his book and notepad--not that he ever actually took notes in class. Still, it was a useful tool to make it look like he was paying attention, right? Just write "watermelon" countless times across the page with the occasional "berry," "kiwi," or other short word that was a fruit so that it didn't look suspicious.
"Professor here yet?" he asked as soon as everything was set up just so and he had straightened up his yellow and black striped tie, which he'd merely hung around his neck before leaving the Hufflepuff dormitories, and tucked it beneath the gray sweater before reaching under the sweater to pull it down smooth and then buttoned his robes closed. There, now he couldn't get additional detentions for improper sporting of his uniform or something.
Sofi, her bookbag slung over her shoulder and her uniform on properly but somehow still managing to convey her sense of style, strode into the classroom and flopped down into the desk kitty-corner to Justin's, two rows over from the Gryffindor girl she knew was called Nikki. "Like you care, McDowell," she said teasingly, grinning at the boy, "Ya gonna write the names of fruit all year again, like last year? Worked pretty well last year, right up until Professor Faust caught you..."
Sofi laughed at the memory and tugged her own notebook out of her bag: it was plain black, save for a stripe of yellow across the front. "So... what'cha think we're gonna do this year, eh? Anything interesting? There's a rumor goin' around that there's gonna be an actual Dueling Club this year... I can't wait, if that's true..."
Nikki was still staring into space when Justin sat next to but she didn't notice, far too lost in her own thoughts. She practically jumped and fell out of her chair however at his voice. A hand rose and clutched her chest tightly over her now frantically beating heart as she swirled her head to stare at him with wide brown eyes. "W-What?!" She stuttered out the response and her breaths were coming out is gasps as she tried to get her body to go back to being calm.
As her breathing became more steady and her eyes returned to their normal size the Gryffindor registered who exactly the boy who scared her was. Justin Mcdowell. He was a Hufflepuff- obviously in her year or else he wouldn't be in the classroom- and was known pretty commonly seeing how he was on the Hufflepuff Quidditch team. "Um..." He had said something to her she knew but for the life of her she couldn't remember what it was or even if she had heard it fully. She was 'saved' though when another student came and sat down near them. Sofia Steel, another Hufflepuff and also part of the Quidditch team.
Glancing down she noticed that both of them had taken out their notebooks already and there were a few other students who had taken seats around them. Staying quiet after her embarrassing moment she turned and looked inside her tote bag for her things only to frown. Where did she put her notebook? She could have swore she had it when she went.... down.... for breakfast....
Nikki could have slammed her head down on the desk then and there. She had left her notebook in the Great Hall and she wouldn't have enough time to run down, grab it, and get back before class started. Her only saving grace would be that they wouldn't do too much since it was the first day of class.... But really only first years didn't do much on the first day. Professors expected that 7th year students would know the run down of things at Hogwarts by now. She closed up her bag with a small groan before slouching over her desk- elbows stretched out on the table with her head resting in her hands. She should really learn how to organize herself.
She only half listened to the conversation that the two Hufflepuff students beside her made, not quite sure if she was invited to take part or not. A Dueling Club though? It surely sounded fun and while it wouldn't necessarily help to find an apprenticeship with a wandmaker (she had one wandmaker specifically in mind) she figured letting herself enjoy school instead of reading every wand book she could get her hands on would be best. She should enjoy her last year of school right?
Post by Justin McDowell on Apr 25, 2011 15:05:15 GMT -8
Justin rolled his eyes at Sofi's reminder of his little run-in with Professor Faust. "No, I intend fully to add in some vegetables this year. A seventh year has to show he's at least learned something in all his years here, ain't that right, Sof?" he replied, nudging her in the side with his elbow. Seriously, though, what did it matter to her what he wrote? It was his grade, which wasn't too shabby as it was. He managed to pay attention throughout class, and while he might be writing nonsensical words down, it helped somehow even if it did make him a bit hungry by the time all was said and done.
Maybe he ought to find some other category of words to write down this year. Perhaps a list of words one would never say to or in front of a professor? Professor Faust, especially? That would be amusing, if he looked to see what he was writing this year and saw that instead. He chuckled to himself, which probably made little sense to Sofi, who was now saying something about a dueling club, or Nikki who seemed to be minding her own business, which was kind of odd to him, but hey, to each her own, right? She'd talk if she decided to.
"Dueling club? Do you really think that's a good place for me to be, Sof?" he asked. "I mean, me, Justin McDowell, Prankster Extraordinaire, dueling? Imagine all the poor souls in the hospital wing for minor, nonsensical things, hmm? Oh, this is excellent, just excellent indeed. Thanks for the intel, my dear cap-i-tan!" He smirked wickedly before glancing over at Nikki. "Say, you're awful quiet. What do you think about the dueling club? You in, if it's true, anyhow?"
Sofi laughed at Justin, nudging him back when he nudged her. "Exactly.... we're supposed to be the example to all those little kids just startin'... right?"
She half-zoned out for a second, but came back just in time to hear his comment about the Dueling Club. "Ahhhh... knew there was a drawback to that! Still, as long as I'm there to keep you in line, should be alright. And, you know, can't plan on gettin' back on the team--"
She leaned over and whispered the next part. "-- not that I think you won't, o' course.... but tryouts aren't until Friday, so wait a bit on the whole 'Captain' thing, yeah?" She did air quotes around "Captain," smirking slightly at Justin, then turned to Nikki. "You can join in, ya know," she prompted the girl, smiling in a friendly manner, "Since we're gonna be in class all year, might as well get used to each other, eh?"
When the conversation took a small detour to ask for her opinion Nikki rose her head and gave them a small questioning look, almost to ask why they were including her, but it fell from her face rather quickly. Sometimes it was best not to ask questions and just go with it and she felt this might just be one of those times. Giving a small smile and tucking a strand of raven hair behind her ear she replied, "Well it certainly sounds like a loud of fun but..."
The Gryffindor paused, unsure if continuing her sentence was best but the words were already out there so she might as well just go with it. "I'm not exactly the best duelist. I have rather rubbish aim for the most part and I'm not too quick on my feet for improvisation." Dark brown eyes flicked back to the desk in front of them before gazing back at the two Hufflepuffs. "I'd probably end up doing more harm to the classroom or innocent bystanders with my luck to be honest.
She gave them a sheepish grin before scratching at her arm in nervousness. A coordinated Nikki just didn't exist and if the day ever came that there was one she'd like to be the first to hear it. She wouldn't believe it though. She could fall on her face pretty easy on the Grand Staircase alone....
Orion stalked into the classroom and headed for the second row. He wasn't a front row warrior, really, but he liked to have a buffer between him and the unfortunate breed of professor who sprayed rather than spoke. That, and it allowed him to stretch his legs without cluttering up too much of the front of the room.
Once he found a decent seat, he arranged a parchment, his quill, and an ink bottle neatly on his desk. Meticulously, he dated the paper and inscribed his name and the class matter on the top of the paper. He returned the quill to the desk and leaned back, crossing his arms. Eyes closed, he merely listened to the chatter behind him. He didn't feel like participating if he wasn't invited.
DC sauntered into the class and looked about. Hufflepuff was well represented, and Slytherin's worst had made his appearance. So far, no Ravenclaws that he could see and...ah. Just the Gryffindor that he had been looking for. Nikki had left her notebook, and somebody or another knew her schedule and asked him to give her the notebook and blah di blah whatever. He had said yes, and now, here he was with the booklet of paper. He casually plopped it in front of her then sat near Sofi.
"Dueling club, eh? Sounds fun, I'm in....Always wanted to turn someone into a toad, and now to have an excuse for it? Yes PLEASE!" He grinned easily and glanced around the classroom.
"So, I know I was needlessly detained last year from attending normal class, but...where's the teach?"
Gemma nearly dashed into the room, her breath catching in great gasps for air. She hurried toward the front of the room, smiling at her classmates, Sofi in particular, as she passed, before collapsing into a seat right beside Orion. "Ugh... had to settle some sort of stupid debate in the corridor on the way here," she explained softly to her fiance, "I'm not late, am I?" She glanced about, looking for Urania, but the woman was nowhere in sight.
Hearing DC's comment behind her, Gemma swiveled around and addressed the Hufflepuff boy. "While a Dueling Club could potentially be interesting, turning someone into a toad would not be." A tiny smirk crossed her face. "A rabbit, maybe.... but a toad? Too cliche."
She glanced around the room again, still wondering, like everyone else in the room, where Urania was. She wasn't the most punctual person, but she wasn't usually completely late. Still, the last bell hadn't rung yet, so they still probably had a few minutes before class started. To pass the time, Gemma dug in her bookbag for parchment and quill, which she set up before her in a tidy clump.
Post by Justin McDowell on May 10, 2011 0:33:04 GMT -8
Justin couldn't help but chuckle at Nikki's comment she'd end up doing more harm to the classroom, but it was premature as she right after added "or innocent bystanders." He sighed. Fine, he couldn't tease her. Ah well. "We'd make a great pair, you and me," he said, resting an arm around Nikki's shoulders in the manner of one huddling to conspire against others. No, the Hufflepuff keeper was rarely overly considerate of the concept of "personal space." He acted without thinking half the time, after all, when it came to little conversations like this. "You doing things unintentionally would take some of the heat off of me, perhaps." He gave her a wink and then let go. "But in all seriousness, Gryff, you should join the club, if the rumors are true. Your lack of coordination is just the perfect reason to join. It'll help you."
In reality, Justin was only looking for potential "victims" more than he cared about it helping the Gryffindor whose name was unknown to him even though he'd seen her around, but she didn't need to know that, and it was true anyway. Sure, she'd probably get her ass handed to her the first few duels, but then she'd either wise up or drop out. Either way, it would provide some amusement in the long run, right?
At DC's grand entrance, Justin offered his fist out for a fist bump. "You and me both, mate!" he replied in agreement, watching as he sat near his beau and hearing some Ravenclaw's comment. He rolled his eyes. "Who asked your opinion?" he asked, though he really didn't care. He hardly knew this girl. She was Head Girl based on the pin on her robes, but that in and of itself was no reason to hate her. He'd have to actually interact with her to care enough to like or dislike her. "But yes, a rabbit would be awesome. It'd be interesting to see if anyone tried to get a foot for good luck." He paused a moment. "It's a joke. Trust me," he said for the benefit of anyone else in the room who had heard but were giving him blank stares--pretty much some people who had previously been mind their own business and were in the next row of desks.
"And no clue where the 'teach' is, DC. There's some strange dog up there, but unless dogs can talk now or Care of Magical Creatures was moved to inside the castle, I have no clue." He shrugged. "But whatevs, right? More time for us to do some plotting? I mean, if Sofi here's loosened the ol' whip and chain?" He was teasing, of course.
Sofi waved at both Gemma and Orion as they made their separate entrances, but mostly she was listening to DC and Justin. She was pleased that her boyfriend had finally made it to class, and leaned over to squeeze his arm gently in greeting when he sat beside her. She didn't comment until Justin mentioned her directly, at which point she let out a snort of derision even as she grinned at the boy.
"Ah, hush, McDowell," she retorted, though she was trying not to laugh, "Honestly, I'm not that uptight... In fact, if ya'd paid more attention all the time we've been in Quidditch together, you would know that I'm not above plotting myself." She grinned a little wider. "'Member the time the entire Slytherin team couldn't find their gloves and stuff? It was cuz I hid them... yeah, that's right, Justin! It was my idea, too!" She laughed and relaxed a little more into her seat. "I was just raised proper, " she added, "Dad was in the military and whatnot... how could I not be a bit uptight?"
When the Hufflepuff draped his arm around her Nikki gave a light laugh and slipped her small frame out from under his arm. "Now now, moving rather quickly aren't we Huff." She emphasized the name of his house as a name for him in response to him calling her a Gryff. "Besides as charming as the option that you've given I know one thing about you from the past seven years. That Sir would have to be the fact that you are the biggest prankster in the whole school and I would only assume that you wanting me to be your partner also implies being the next test victim, after teachers of course." She grinned at him before adding, "however I'll keep your offer in mind alright?"
It was about then that another Hufflepuff, DC she believed, came in and! He brought her notebook! "You're a live saver!" She grinned at him before flipping open the previously lost object to the first page. Turning back to her tote page she brought out a self-refilling quill and quickly jotted "Defense Against the Dark Arts" down along with the date. She wasn't completely sure if they would need to take notes on the first day but it never hurt her to be prepared.... Oh what was she kidding, she'd lose the notebook again before the end of the day.
When Gemma however came in Nikki's eyes widened and she thanked the heaves that she was small so she could shrink in her chair some. Maybe the Head Girl wouldn't remember the train and when Katya and her tried to escape out a window... Things were better that way.... When DC and Justin started conversing about the missing teacher she glanced up at the front desk, only then noticing the dog. "...Maybe the dog is the teacher? I mean there was a werewolf one before wasn't there..." It was just rambling though and she of course didn't actually think the dog was the teacher. Casting a smiling face to the others she gave a simple shrug trying to convey she wasn't sure about the matter.
Post by Addison Mitchell on May 16, 2011 16:11:28 GMT -8
"My cauldron brings all the boys to the yard, and they're like, 'It's better than yours.' Damn right. It's better than yours."
Addison danced her way through the door of the classroom, singing rather loudly, though in tune, but as she reached her seat in the second row from the back, she stopped and began to pull out her notebook and textbook, setting the textbook down first with a bit of a thud and the notebook down on top of it. Then, she pulled out her quill and inkwell, looking up and around the classroom. Where was the professor? She knew Professor Blackthorne was an odd one, but still. Even she had never been late before in Addie's experience. In fact, she'd always been there before Addie had gotten there last school year even if she herself had arrived fairly early on a few occasions when she and her girlfriends had had nowhere better to be besides class.
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