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Post by marshall on Apr 1, 2012 7:40:15 GMT -5
Marshall walked into the room, his classroom for this year, placing down his books he looked around and saw it was semi dark and foreboding not what he was into. He flicked his wand and lit the room up making it brighter so he could see. Slipping off his jacket he placed it against the back of his chair and moved to a large chalk board as he started to write up the first lesson. Once this was done he stepped back and moved to a large leather chair that sat beside the desk and he sat down, his legs now up it as he accioed a small container to his hand. He then enlarged it to become a flask and pored out some tea while he waited for his students to arrive. He knew this class would ether be empty or easy , ether way he was here to do his job which was to teach charms.
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Post by hannahabbott on Apr 2, 2012 5:46:57 GMT -5
Hannah had no idea why she was going to take Charms for the seventh year but she was. She hoped this class wouldn’t be has horrible as the other classes she had today were. She hadn’t been the best at this class the years she was here but maybe she had improved but she doubted that.
She sat down seeing the class was empty besides her. With her luck today no one else would show up besides maybe Susan. She hoped this class wasn’t too boring but yet not super difficult either. Nothing could be as bad as CoMC was. She sighed, can’t that stupid class leave her mind but she did wonder about the poor girl that ran off.
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Post by cassidymitchell on Apr 4, 2012 7:14:24 GMT -5
Cassidy walked into class and sighed seeing a new teacher she saw Hanna and merely nodded to her as she moved to a seat waiting for any one else that might want to take Charms this year. she saw the teachers relaxed position with his legs up ad rolled her eyes. Though he did ave an air of do as your told about him that Cassidy would not like to get one the wrong side of. taking out her books she sat back in her chair. Leaning over to Hanna she spoke softly " so whats he like , has he said anything to you yet?" she asked pushing her hair behind her ear as she glanced at him.
" he doesn't look that tough " she said and opened her charms book. she could not help think this was the most empty class she had been in but all good for her it meant she would not have a crowd to deal with.
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Post by mordred on Apr 4, 2012 7:36:08 GMT -5
As a general rule, Mordred Haemon didn't mind charms. Perhaps he didn't enjoy them as much as Transfiguration, or maybe he thought they were better, in that charms tended to be more long-lasting and could sometimes be some of the most powerful spells out there. Either way, not many people could tell, what with the absolutely blank face he was displaying, dull crimson eyes surveying the room with what seemed to be disinterest before he took the nearest seat, not sparing a glance for any of the other occupants.
He didn't feel hungry, which was nice - last night's hunt had put him in a mood as close to contentment as he could feel, in that emotions had always been hard for him to deal with and display, something he had learned from his completely stoic and blank father. After all, while Mordred himself occasionally had lapses, Adalrick Haemon, leader of one of the largest vampire covens in Britain, did not. Ever.
ooc; I was going to finish this later but I'll post it now so people can reply, since my parents are hustling me out of the hotel room. Bye!
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Post by Susan Bones on Apr 4, 2012 9:36:52 GMT -5
Susan came into the room peering over her shoulder at the boy she knew was a seventh year Ravenclaw and she had heard rumors about him. She heard people say things about him being half vampire or something like that but she didn’t trust rumors though. But she couldn’t deny the uneasiness she felt around him.
“Hey, Hannah,” she said sitting down next to Hannah.
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Post by hannahabbott on Apr 4, 2012 9:55:08 GMT -5
Hannah smiled at Cassidy. She was a rather sweet girl that had gotten caught up in all of these like all the rest of the student body. She did feel a change of atmosphere when the Ravenclaw boy came in, all she knew was that he was a seventh year.
“He hasn’t said a thing yet but he doesn’t seem that bad tough,” said Hannah.
She smiled at Susan rotating in her seat. She was happy they had another class together. They barely saw each other during the day so it was nice to have a class together.
“Hey, yourself. Suzie, you should ask him about the charm you were reading about early,” she teased.
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