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Post by kiyume on Apr 9, 2011 18:40:24 GMT -6
I set the iron to permanent press while shaking out my uniform. No matter what anyone said, I refused to give up some of my necessary Muggle items. For example, irons. I loved the smell of iron + starch + cotton. Plus, rubbing my blouse, sweater vest, and pleated skirt with a sizzling hot piece of metal gave me a sadistic satisfaction, since I hate uniforms so much. I wished I could have brought my computer along, but I couldn't have used it. Meh.
The other girls in the room were beginning to wake up. I was startled, almost, by the changes in their appearances. Not since last night, obviously, but over the time I'd known them. When we first came, we were basically kids. And somehow, without me noticing it, we'd all become full fledged teenagers.
I must have been staring off into space for a long time because I heard Laura exclaim, "Jesus Christ, Willow! You're going to burn a hole in your shirt!"
I looked down at the iron. Then my shirt. Unfortunately I already *had* burned a hole in it. "La, don't take the Lord's name in vain, but thanks for keeping me from starting a fire," I said sheepishly. I really don't know what I'd do without her sometimes.
Just then Miriam came over. "I THOUGHT I smelled smoke!" Looking at me with an amused expression, she rid the shirt of the hole with a flick of her wand.
"Whoa! I must have missed that one in Charms class..." I know, I know, I should read up on extra spells over the summer, but it's hard to get around to when you're doing things like taking trips to the Middle East...or even just sitting around eating Jell-o and Oreos while reading a magazine. I glanced over Miriam thoughtfully. Somehow, I hadn't gotten to know her very well. Why was that? She was very pretty...maybe that intimidated me. But I was no longer intimidated! Here was someone who could seemingly put up with my strange behavior.
After stopping to see some of our friends, we got our schedules and hastened to compare classes.
//ooc I am stopping right here (I know, abrupt much?) so that I don't commit anyone else's schedule without their input. goodnight!
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Post by JinAh on Apr 9, 2011 18:51:22 GMT -6
PAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGE SIX
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Post by Losi on Apr 9, 2011 21:59:39 GMT -6
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Post by Katie on Apr 10, 2011 15:12:34 GMT -6
Cool! Lets make it tuesday now so I can do tryouts Please, it will be so much more fun
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Post by laura on Apr 10, 2011 16:04:24 GMT -6
/ooc Okay, here's my huge catching up post. Joy. /ooc
The meal was fantastic, as always. The headmaster gave us a speech, which was just the same old same old.
The prefects rounded us all up, herding the first years to the front and showing them landmarks along the way. I wanted to be a prefect next year, but so did a lot of people. Miriam Renault probably had a lock on the spot, but I was going to do my gosh darndest to beat her out. Speaking of Miriam, she was, at the moment, helping along some first years (that suck-up) and flipping her hair, speaking in a cooing, motherly voice. "It can be a little overwhelming at first, I know. I had such a hard time adjusting myself, but everyone is very kind here and you can always come to me if you need someone to talk to," she soothed.
It made me sick.
"She makes me sick," I said to Willow, staring at Miriam. "She is such a brown-noser."
"She's just being helpful," Willow correctly pointed out.
"SHE'S TRYING TO USURP MY RIGHTFUL POSITION AS PREFECT OF THIS HOUSE," I said loudly, my voice getting shrill. A few people glanced over at us, and Willow patted my shoulder comfortingly.
"There there," she said. "You're just as good a candidate as she is. Really, she has lots of enemies. You don't have any, not really, and you're friendly and helpful. Most of the time," she added.
"Ahum yes what was that last part again?" I said, arching an eyebrow.
"Just that I think you'd made the best prefect in the entire universe."
"That's what I thought."
We arrived at the Fat Lady and she impatiently requested the password. She seemed to be a little bit tipsy.
/ooc No offense, but Katie and Willow's passwords don't seem exactly Gryffindor-ish. Might I make my own contribution? /ooc
"Pfasshword," she slurred. She hiccuped abruptly and covered her mouth, looking surprised.
"Grindylow," said Guilder Rosencrantz, captain of our Quidditch team. What a beautiful boy. There are many other things he ought to be riding besides broomsticks.
/ooc Hehehehe. Sorry. I had to. /ooc
"INCORRECTH!" the Fat Lady slur/screeched, startling me out of my reverie. She giggled. "Pashword's not enouf anymore, you've got to take off yer shirt, now," Everyone stared at her. She stared back. She broke into giggles again, snorting wildly. "I'm jush kidding! Zat's the pashword." She swung open, winking at Guilder as he passed.
We made our way into the red and gold gilded commons and sat around chatting for a while. I went to bed that night happy to be back, excited for what awaited me tomorrow.
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Post by Katie on Apr 10, 2011 16:29:28 GMT -6
Nice Laura...Anyway since no one objects I am going to do tryouts now... not the results but what they do. Anyone want to try out? Laura since Mr.Hotty is there?
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Post by Katie on Apr 10, 2011 17:14:22 GMT -6
Well now it begins ;D
"Welcome, it is now 3:05 exactly, now whoever is not here cannot try out. Being late is not good for you, if you are late you will get consequences." Guilder says as a prefect walks up.
"Sorry I was late Guilder, i had to help a teacher out." Alice Dodgeson says quietly. Alice is always late, and she always trys out each year only to be late. She knows the consequences and I would think she would try not to be late. Guilder looks at her with beautiful but right now unchanging eyes. Eyes that say sorry no.
"You know the consequences and so you shall face them. Go run to the lake, then when you come back to five hundred crunches all with this enchanted bludger classing you. Good Luck." he throws the bludger and she starts running as fast as she can, we see her get hit once but she gets back up and keeps running.
"Rule number one of this don't be late, now I am going to check off the names that were on the list.
"Nicolas Devlin"
"Here"
"Victor Desai"
"Here." the names keep going and as he works down the list I look at the people, they look scared, nervous for what shall occur. They don't know what will happen during the new Cursed Week and they still want to be on the team. I smile at them. Cursed week may start Thursday officially but it will be a rough tryout. Finally when all the names are called out Guilder speaks again. "So, I have two helpers with me: Kenna Smih and Katie Black, they will do the workouts twice as hard, twice as fast, and twice as many, and you will listen to what they say. I asked them personally to help me out and they will. IF they tell you to jump, you jump, if they tell you to swim a mile in the lake, do so. Got it?" everyone nods except Thurgood, he is just shaking his head in disgust. Thurgood always wants to be on the team but he just is slow, and pretty dangerous. Once during tryouts he threw the bludger at a first year and gave him a concussion for three days just because the first year spat near him.
"Now, to begin.." he says but just as he begins Alice comes with the ball rushing at her with such a velocity she is screaming. Guilder de-activates it, because it actually isn't a real one only an enchanted tennis ball, and then turns to her. "Perfect timing, come now," "Now we are going to do five laps around this feild and if you complain you have to do more. " Guilder says and we begin tryouts.
By the end of the five laps people are heaving and almost dying, no one ran during the summer except me, guilder, kenna, and cameron. The rest ate cake and become fat. We stretch quickly and after stretching Guilder motions to us and speaks quietly.
"So now this is where we try out on the brooms, Kenna you take a group to the side where they want to be beaters since that is what you do, Katie take chasers, I will take Keepers and Seekers. Here is some parchment to add notes to everyone and watch them carefully. I will have a video tape of it but I would like your opinions too. Alright, so you got it?" we nod, and after taking the parchment adress everyone.
"ALRIGHT! IF YOU WANT TO BE A CHASER OVER HERE!" I yell a group come toward me
"IF YOU WANT TO A BEATER COME HERE!" Kenna yells
"IF YOU WANT TO BE A SEEKER OR A KEEPER COME HERE!" Guilder says and a small group go over there including Laura and Willow, of course they love guilder. They probably will fake some injury so he touches them.
The groups split up and I get my group to on brooms and see everyone before we go in the air. Maria, Cameron, Thurgood and Miri are one of the few there. There were a total of six people not including me trying out for three spots, tough.
"Okay guys, before we start, let me explain what we are going to do. First we will do relay races to get used to our brooms. We will speed around all against each other, on two teams of course. Then we will pair up and throw the ball around the feild, then do some shooting and passing and to end it all we are all going to go against each other in a bout. So ready?" everyone nods solemly and I smile. "Okay lets go!" then we kick off and fly, we go to the middle of the field and I split them up randomly. Then I race them first on a strait path to see if they can stand a strait race. Then a curvy course, then a course going up and down. Finally when we finish that I bring water up and they drink heavily. After three minutes we begin the pairing up. Cameron goes with Maria, and I watch as they pass expertly. They will probably be on the team this year. I then watch Thurgood throw badly at a first year and almost hit her. I feel bad for the girl. I write notes and after a while Guilder whistles and Kenna comes speeding toward me.
"Katie, would you terribly mind if I flirted with Archer?" I shake my head and then she rushes back to the beaters, archer in the group as well.
"Okay we will now have a bout!" Guilder says loudly, and everyone congregates around to him. Laura and Willow giggle with each other and I almost laugh out loud. They split everyone up and finally the bout occurs. It was fast and furious. Everyone tried their hardest and they had many sub changes. Finally when the tryouts were done, everyone was exhausted and drank all their water.
"Okay, we will have the results soon. Thank you all for trying out, you showed much diligence and I thank you for it." afterward everyone left and Guilder cringed as he got the papers. "I hate this part, this is where we break people's dreams and hopes." I smile reassuringly and I hope that I made the team. "Will we be on the team?" Kenna asks abruptly "Maybe, I have to think, I have to be honest. You did the workouts right?" we nod and he continues solemnly "Well I hope you two will be on the team, but well good luck." he smiles and we head back to our dorms exhausted and nervous.
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Post by kiyume on Apr 10, 2011 18:40:14 GMT -6
wait...sorry katie, but i'm not much of a quidditch person! i probably wouldn't have been at the tryouts, no matter how beautiful this guilder dude is... i'd probably be in my room reading or painting. i will definitely come to see your games though!
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Post by Smonia on Apr 10, 2011 18:54:54 GMT -6
Yay! Yay yay yay yay! My schedule looked pretty good. Let's see... well, it turns out Hufflepuffs started the day off fabulously with Charms with Gryffindor. I kind of loved that class, and I kind of loved the people in Gryffindor. Oh well. I finished eating my breakfast. It was lovely, too - warm cinnamon rolls with frosting, pumpkin muffins, apple juiceeee... drool. I was quite satisfied. Charlotte and Edmund were chit-chatting and nomming on muffins while Saki and I were discussing schedules. "Hey, we have History of Magic with Ravenclaw," Saki pointed out. "Yeah," I said. "But Herbology with Slytherin. Fremantles. Yeugh." "But there's Sako and Kris, too." "Ah yes, this is true. And of course, Astronomy with all the houses. That'll be a party." Suddenly, the massive gong-time-ticker thing bwonged.. it was time for class. Charms, precisely - with Gryffindor! Excitement! The first class of the day with Laurabaura and Willow. Everyone got up from their respective tables and walked out of the Great Hall. I looked around for someone to walk to class with. They suddenly all disappeared! Nuts! I heard someone call out behind me, "Smooooonia!" "JinAh! Where are you going at this lovely hour?" She petted my hair as we walked. "Your haaaaair. And I'm going to Defense Against the Dark Arts. Did you kn-- AAH! Who pulled my ponytail!" Will emerged beside JinAh. "Hello, fine people. And I am quite sorry. I am now trembling with utter regret for pulling your hair," he said in his Will-like fashion. JinAh whacked him on the head with her book. "Hush, you." "And have you two seen Ellie around lately? I do hope that she's not causing death in some dark area of the school. Then I would have to vouch for her in front of Sceoppend. The horror." "I highly doubt you would create a believeable story for the Headmaster if she did commit some crime, which I highly doubt in the first place," I retorted. "On the contrary, Madame, I am an expert story-creator. You should have seen me whip up a fantastic tale for my mother when I had overcooked twenty-four batches of molasses cookies, and there were birds and confetti and knitting sticks everywhere in the kitchen." "I would like to hear this story sometime," said JinAh with amusement. I stopped in front of them and grabbed their shoulders. "Stop this tomfoolery, nubs! You have just passedthe DADA classroom!" "Ah, right you are," Will said. "Thank you, Madame Sonia. I will now proceed to make me and JinAh's DADA class the most painful and torturous she has ever experienced." I saw JinAh facepalm as they walked into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. Whelp, time to go off and get me some Charms! I walked in the door and immideately (/ooc that spelling looks totally wrong ) saw Laura, Willow, and Edmund at a long, rectangular table with a textbook placed neatly in front of each seat. I squealed and ran over to them. "Hey guys! What's poppin!" "SMONIA. Sit on my lap until the professor gets in here," Laura said. Willow giggled. For some reason she liked to think Laura and I were lesbians. Which was completely false because if anyone has seen Laura's infatuation with hot guys.. well, that's that. "Where's Charlotte and Saki?" I asked, looking around. The room had two sides in a riser/bleacher type fashion, getting higher as seats progressed backwards. There was a long walkway in the middle and at the end of that walkway was the professor's desk. Behind the desk was a gorgeous stained glass window looking out onto the Quidditch field. "Here they are," said Edmund. Sure enough, Charlotte and Saki walked up to our table and sat down next to each other. "Hello," Charlotte said with a smile. She saw me sitting on Laura's lap. This was completely normal. Before anyone had a chance to say anything else, Professor Aswyno - Head of Hufflepuff house as well as Charms teacher - strode into the room, cape billowing. "Welcome, fourth year Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors! So nice to see you all here. Now I'd appreciate if you all sat in your own seats, as we are not in the Castro district in San Fransisco," he smiled and arched an eyebrow at me and Laura out of the corner of his eye. I blushed and moved to my own seat. Gnarf. Aswyno continued. "Now, I'm not going to ramble on and on about how Charms class is important and its real-life applications, because you all are not first years, and I'm trusting you know all that anyway. Plus it's boring. So we're going to move on to a short review of what we did last year." He picked up his wand and peered out at us from the bottoms of his glasses. He looked like an observant puppy when he did that. "Wands out. Let's first tickle the person next to you. Everyone!" The class pulled out their wands, and chanted "Rictusempra!" at once. My tickler was Willow and she was doing a marvelous job. Not that I was paying attention to the accuracy of her tickleage. I was dying with laughter. "BAHAHAHAHAHOHHHGODSODFLDSJAFLDSFSDLFFFF!! STOOOOOP HEEEHEEHEE!" I finally mustered up enough strenght in between gasps to whip my wand out and tickle her to death. She burst out in cackles. Everyone in class was in hysterics. Professor Aswyno grumbled "Sonorus" and his voice amplified. "EVERYONE STOP." The laughter died down. Someone giggled across the room. My tummy hurt from all that. The professor continued. "Now we are going to enlarge some items. Pick something of yours - may I repeat, yours - to enlarge." Some nubcake boys behind us snickered. We all knew what they were snickering about. The class began to charm their items. I picked my eraser, which I loved dearly. One could never be without a larger eraser. "Engorgio," I encanted. Sure enough, it grew in size. Huzzah. Laura had pulled out a bottle of opalescent nail polish and performed the charm on that (no surprise). Willow was using it on a bracelet which was to her disdain, after the charm, too large for her wrist. Saki used a hairclip and Charlotte used her quill. I didn't see what Edmund used. This was successful, and Aswyno then directed us to return it to its normal size. "Reducio," said the class. The annoying boys behind us snickered even more. Nimrods. After a few more less interesting charms, the class ended and we all picked up our stuff and walked down the risers. "Well, that was interesting," I said. "Aswyno looks like.. a forlorn puppy," Charlotte noticed. "I've been trying to put my finger on it for three years, and finally I found the words to describe his look of concentration." Saki and I laughed. This was true. I said goodbye to Laura and Willow and the rest of them. Now we were all off to our elective.
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Post by Vi on Apr 10, 2011 19:55:18 GMT -6
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Post by laura on Apr 10, 2011 20:41:24 GMT -6
I see what Vi's saying... I think everyone is going with the Monday schedule. Sonia, you should be going to Charms with us Gryffindors. there are different schedules for different days, they're listed in the leftmost column. Just saying and also... I'm not trying out for Quidditch, sorry Katie, but the team is already listed on the roster, and I don't think Quidditch is really my thing.
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Post by laura on Apr 10, 2011 20:58:24 GMT -6
I was so excited for my first day of classes. We had Charms with the Hufflepuffs, which meant I get to spend my first class of my first day of my fourth year with Sonia! Willow and I got up and after she nearly set her uniform on fire with the iron, we set out for class. We ran into our Ravenclaw buddies who were on their way to DADA, and commiserated (sp?) with them for a while. "We have DADA with the Fremantles," Will stage whispered. "I'm quite afraid for my life. Though mostly for my beautiful face, it would be such a shame if anything were to damage such art..." he trailed off, looking thoughtful, stroking his chin. JinAh whapped him. "Will, you look more like a bezoar than a model." He was stricken, and could do nothing but gasp for air. "I think we'll just be carting him off, then," Vi said drolly. "Maybe the Fremantles will scare some sense into him." We waved goodbye and continued to Charms. Willow and I sat at the same table with Sonia, Charlotte, Saki, and Edmund. << I'm not sure what the curriculum should be, sooo just fill me in on what we should be learning.. Also, what elective options are available, since I don't know what I want to take. I'll finish this post later >>
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Post by JinAh on Apr 10, 2011 22:36:00 GMT -6
I hate mornings.
I especially hated this one, because I had been having a really cool dream. See, I was on this broom, right? And somehow, I could actually fly it really, really, well. And Sonia was there, and Vi, doing something, and Sebastian was there being, I dunno, amused, and then I went outside, and Headmaster Sceoppend was there teaching a bunch of Pufflehuff first-years, and I flew over them and confunded Professor Sceoppend. It was great.*
I probably would have overslept the first day of classes, seeing as I forgot to set my magical alarm the night we got back (in my defense, I'd gotten used to several months of not setting it), but I was saved thanks to my wonderful cat, who came and sat on my face as soon as Vi went into the shower. I resignedly got up and let her out, and then got back up and let her in two minutes later. She trotted in and then sat down on Emily Bloemquist's face.
"AAARGH" she said, flailing wildly. Surprisingly (or not surprisingly, considering that Agnes wore earmuffs to bed and Rachel ... well, let's just say that it takes a lot to wake Rachel) neither of the two sleeping girls woke up. I got up and started doing the various things that unfortunately need to be done in mornings, taking out my uniform, making sure I had enough ink, quills, paper, etc. to last the day, and so on. At exactly seven twenty, Agnes's eyes opened, and she stretched groggily. Vi came out of the shower, neatly dressed, and looking annoyingly awake.
"Morning," she said.
"Good morning," Emily responded, and I yawned and gave her a sort of half-wave.
"Hello, Vi," Agnes said. She carefully lay her earmuffs back in her dresser drawer, and pulled out her school uniform.
"Agnes, you can't wear those," Emily sighed. "Those socks are pink."
"Hmm?" Agnes seemed to notice the socks for the first time." "Oh, I guess they are," she said. "I must have taken Mum's by mistake." She pulled out another pair, this time gray.
Meanwhile, Vi was trying (unsuccessfully) to wake Rachel. "Get up," she said, prodding her with her wand, but the solid sleeper stirred not. Eventually, Vi just flicked her wand and sent Rachel flying through the air, then flicked it again and dropped her back on to her bed.
"OW." Rachel looked annoyed.
"Get up, it's the first day of school," said Vi.
Rachel looked at her clock and groaned. "Vi, it's barely seven twenty-two. Why are you waking me up now? Breakfast doesn't start for ... eight minutes!"
Eventually, though, Vi prodded us all through our morning routines and, somehow, in only three minutes, we were ready to go downstairs for breakfast. Rachel still looked half-asleep, though. We walked through the Ravenclaw Common Room (most of the students were already up) and down the staircases, barely managing to run down them before the staircases moved. We ran into (luckily not literally) Sonia, Charlotte, and Saki on the way, who were being their sunny Pufflehuff selves. We made our way down to the Great Hall, got our schedules, and started eating breakfast, which was, of course, delicious. We talked about our schedule and the classes we had that day - DADA, which I love, Transfiguration, which I also love, Arithmancy, which is often insanely difficult but also fun, and History of Magic, which barely counts as a class - and the houses we had them with. I was rather looking forward to having DADA with Slytherin if it meant that I got to hex the Fremantles. Either of them, really. Transfiguration with the Gryffindors was also good, while History of Magic basically meant that we could talk to our Pufflehuff friends for a little over two hours and catch up on homework from DADA and Transfiguration.
We ran back up to the Ravenclaw Common Room to get our things - Rachel grumbling that all this running couldn't possibly be good for our stomachs - along with the Gryffindors, who had their own, seventh floor, common room to get to. Possibly, the Founders placed Gryffindor Tower there knowing, somehow, that the Gryffindors as a house are always the most athletic? Or maybe all this running was to try and keep us fit despite not having any physical education classes past first year and the delicious, probably incredibly fattening, meals? Either way, I found myself cursing the lack of simple muggle devices like elevators.
The answer to the eagle's riddle this time was pretty easy - I thank Artemis Fowl - and we ran up to our dorm to get our bags packed. We all had books for Transfiguration and HoM, obviously, and Vi and I had Arithmancy, while Rachel, Emily, and Agnes had Runes to go to. We went back downstairs and down several more stairs (sigh ... this was my least favorite part about Hogwarts) to the third floor. Ray was pretty psyched about having DADA, while Agnes, as always, seemed pretty out of it, Vi seemed rather cheerfully stressed (FIRST DAY OF CLASS! FIRST DAY OF CLASS! MUST GET ALL O'S IN EVERYTHING ALL THE TIME!) and Emily seemed to have forgotten her sense of balance. I dunno how I was. I love DADA, but I was also kind of really tired. Also, Will was seriously starting to get on my nerves, not because he was being particularly annoying, but because he was so AWAKE. He was practically bouncing off the walls.
We shuffled into the DADA classroom, where Professor Achilles was waiting. He was sitting at his desk, waiting bored. We sat down in our respective friend groups - Sako, Kris, and Sebastian gravitated towards us, Agnes and Emily bunched off together, the Fremantles sat in the corner, away from everyone else, etc. We had gotten out paper, ink, and quills when the bell rang. Professor Achilles lay his book down on the table and rose.
"Good morning," he said.
"Good morning, Professor Achilles," we replied. Madeline Fremantle threw him a simpering smile. He ignored it.
"This is the fourth year Defense Against the Dark Arts Class, with Houses Slytherin and Ravenclaw. If you do not belong here, please leave now." No one moved. "Very well. Before we begin, however, I have an announcement to make. It has come to my attention that there is certain ... worry within the school about inter-House rifts. The largest, of course, is that between Slytherin House and the other Houses; Professors Marchand, Rigby, Aswyno, and I have had ... discussions, and we have decided that there will be increased efforts this year to promote inter-school solidarity." His face remained emotionless.
"Therefore, I have devised an assigned seating chart for this class." He flicked his wand, and pieces of paper came flying off his desk. "You will find the desk that has your name on it, and it will be your seat for the rest of the year. No exceptions. If you come crying to me complaining about how you can't possibly work with your seat mate, then I will very kindly and compassionately tell you to get over it." He flicked his wand again, and the pieces of paper went flying out to the various desks.
Vi, lucky girl, didn't have to move. The rest of us got our things and prepared to move to whatever horrible spot Achilles had placed us in.
Our group of friends was scattered across the room - the closest I was to one of them was Sako, and she sat diagonally behind me. Next to me, horrifyingly enough, was none other than Mortimer Fremantle. He looked just as disgusted as I'm sure I did.
"I can't believe Achilles is making us do this," he snarled. "It's positively barbarian. He's a shame to Slytherin House."
"You know," I said, "wasn't the point of this to show that not all Slytherins are bigots?"
Fremantle just sniffed and looked away. He wiped off the desk, as if I had muggle-born cooties or something, and sat down. He tried to communicate his frustration to his sister, who was sitting on the other side of the classroom - next to Will. Oh, dear. I hoped Professor Achilles knew what he was doing here.
It seemed as if he had set up the room to be in Ravenclaw-Slytherin and boy-girl pairs, and had separated all groups of friends. Wherever possible, he had also set up the room so that same-sex enemies were also sitting fairly near each other. It was probably the worst seating arrangement, for us, that he could have come up with. It also basically ensured that we wouldn't be passing notes or talking to our seat-mates, and anyone who tried to cause trouble knew that they would probably end up in detention with Achilles for a week.
"We will begin the year by studying various healing spells," the professor said. The class groaned. He ignored them. "Healing spells are a vital part of fighting the Dark Arts, and are not, as many believe, used by "wimps". Indeed, some of the greatest witches and wizards in the history of the world have been excellent healers, as have been many Dark Wizards. Do you have something you would like to share with the class, Mr. Bingham?"
Deprived of a seat mate he could talk to (he was sitting next to Agnes) Logan had been muttering to himself beneath his breath.
"What? Oh, no, sir." Logan smirked ingratiatingly - at least, that was the intent: he just came out looking like he was trying to do the Dreamworks face and failing miserably.
"Very well. In the future, please refrain from appearing to talk to yourself. It creates the illusion of insanity, which, I'm sure, you would be eager to avoid. Please prepare to take notes." Professor Achilles cleared his throat and began to lecture. "The most common healing charm is Episkey..."
Eventually, we had gotten through three charms, and Professor Achilles deemed that enough for the week. "Beginning tomorrow, we will begin practical usage," he said. "I want a foot on each of these charms, to turn in next Tuesday. Class dismissed." Right on cue, the bell rang, and we filed, disgruntled, out of the room.
*I actually had this dream. It really was great.
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Post by Smonia on Apr 11, 2011 16:22:10 GMT -6
/ooc VIIIIVIVIVIVI I'm sorry, changed once again XD And now it's obnoxiously long. HuzzahC:
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Post by kiyume on Apr 11, 2011 17:19:38 GMT -6
Coupla questions, OKAY GUYZ
1. It's a little ambiguous who teaches what after the last book. Are we students after the events in deathly hallows take place? if so, how do we know what new teachers have filled what spots? Cause as of now, I don't think there's a DADA teacher (http://encyclopedia.wizards.pro/index.php/Hogwarts_teachers)
2. I know we have magical electives, but are there any art/humanities electives? When reading the books, I was a little disturbed by the lack of reference to any fine arts other than writing. Although we are wizards, aren't we also instructed on how to play musical instruments, sing, do visual arts, theatre, speaking, and other humanities? We'd be even better at them because of our magical abilities.
3. I notice that we have a lot of free time, and nothingg's been discussed of what we do on weekends. What *do* we do when we don't have classes? Other than studying or watching Quidditch or going to hogsmeade or attending balls...
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Post by kiyume on Apr 11, 2011 17:24:38 GMT -6
okay nvm w/ the first question, i see that losi has created a new defense against the dark arts teacher
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Post by Katie on Apr 11, 2011 17:32:55 GMT -6
mrg, first of all. I'm sorry Laura and Willow, I was just thinking you would want to try out so you could see mr.Hotstuff. And secondly Laura I know who is on the team. I just wanted people to have "tryouts" and have a chance. Mrg....
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Post by Smonia on Apr 11, 2011 17:45:28 GMT -6
**Guys I believe all questions should be put in the questions forum? C:
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Post by Vi on Apr 11, 2011 19:43:28 GMT -6
In DADA, I ended up sitting next to Aeris Jackson, the prankster who gave Peeves a run for his money. I felt a bit uncomfortable sitting next to him, since he kept making these sly smiles as if he was about to do something less than legal. Thankfully, we were learning healing spells, so if I ended up on the floor, it would have been fairly obvious that something was amiss. JinAh ended up sitting next to Mortimer Fremantle, who looked equally displeased by the situation, Rachel was next to James Luckwood, Agnes was next to Logan Bingham who was muttering to himself habitually, and finally, Emily was sitting next to Sebastian, who was as far away from Will as physically possible (who happened to be sitting next to Madeline Fremantle).
Right at ten, a bell chimed, signalling the end of class. We filed out, all a bit upset about how our first class of the term had turned out.
"Mortimer Fremantle! Why did it have to be Mortimer Fremantle?"cried JinAh, reminiscent of a certain character from a geeky movie.
"At least you didn't end up to Madeline Fremantle," Will grumbled.
"Aren't they pretty much the same thing anyways?" JinAh responded.
"Well, at least we have our electives now?" I tried to brighten the mood. They agreed that our electives would significantly brighten the mood but one person mentioned that it would unfortunately further split up our group of friends even further than the Houses did (this was Will's contribution).
JinAh and I headed off to Arithmancy; Rachel and Kris went to Care of Magical Creatures (lucky ducks, they would only have to walk down the stairs); Will and Sebastian marched (more like Will forced Sebastian to march) down to Muggle Studies; and Emily and Agnes began walking to Divination.
The Arithmancy classroom was on the seventh floor, so we had to climb up five more flights to stairs (JinAh seemed especially unhappy about this), but once we made it to the seventh floor, I practically skipped to the Arithmancy classroom. We entered the classroom and were nearly the first ones there, with only Milo Walden having arrived ahead of us (JinAh, Milo, and I were the only Ravenclaw fourth years to be taking both Ancient Runes and Arithmancy--thus, we were the only fourth year Ravenclaws to have Arithmancy as Elective #2). I smiled and said hello to Professor Vector, and she responded with a nice smile.
Slowly, some other Gryffindors, Hufflepuffs, and Slytherins in the same situation trickled in. Honestly, it was quite a small class (few were crazy enough to take both of the most challenging electives), with only seven students in the class (three Ravenclaws, two Hufflepuffs, one Gryffindor, and one Slytherin). Professor Vector called us to attention.
"Welcome to fourth year Arithmancy. This is the period for elective number two for fourth years. If you are taking Arithmancy as elective number two, you must also be taking Study of Ancient Runes as an elective. If you are neither a fourth year nor taking Arithmancy and/or Ancient Runes, then I am sorry to inform you that you are in the wrong class, and I must ask you to leave and find your proper class." No one stirred. "Very well. This year, we will be discussing more advanced topics in Arithmancy. Last year, we discussed the bearings numbers have on individual lives, correct? This year, we shall apply this knowledge in order to use numbers and numerology to describe interactions between people and what bearings the interactions of numbers have on such interactions. Questions? No? Good. (Truthfully, she didn't actually give us time to ask any questions) Take out your copies of Numerology and Grammatica and turn to page 220." Most of us had already taken out our textbooks. The room was silent, save for the soft ruffling of textbook pages.
Professor Vector began lecturing us on the topic and we all took notes furiously, evidenced by the rapid scratching of quills on parchment, interrupted only by the need to add more ink to the quills. It was really quite fascinating learning about numbers. I had always found it amazing that everything in life and nature all could be simplified and quantified as numbers, and the fact that magic had also taken hold of numbers was fantastically fun and amazing.
After Professor Vector finished her lecture, she told us to take notes on the chapter that had been assigned and complete the problems at the end of the chapter. The rest of the class was spent finishing notes and starting on the problems.
By the time the bell chimed signalling the end of second period the start of the morning break, everyone had finished notes, but no one had gotten past problem number two out of seven.
"Very well. Your assignments due next class shall be to finish your problem set and a foot discussing the information presented in the chapter and how it affects everything from the mundane to the extraordinary. You are dismissed," Professor Vector announced. All seven of us gathered our things and wandered off to our respective common rooms, ready take our thirty minute break.
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Post by kiyume on Apr 11, 2011 21:39:34 GMT -6
**Guys I believe all questions should be put in the questions forum? C: I wanted to, but I was worried no one would read it there. Here, I knew people would see it. I hoped my questions would have a better chance of being answered. I can't post until I get the second two answered...
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