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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Louis Bracken
Gryffindor Sixth Year
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He wasn’t dreaming or anything. Just a deeeep, deep sleep, with brief images of various food items rolling through his barely-conscious mind. But then distant voices entered his thoughts. The voices sounded familiar, but he couldn’t make out what they were saying. Gradually, the voices increased in number and grew louder. He heard footsteps, too. Merlin, was he going mad? Growing old was bad enough, but now he was schizophrenic or something as well?!
With a startled snort, Piers’ feet dropped off of his desk and he shot up from his relaxed position and sat up straight in his chair. Blinking several times, his eyes adjusted to the light... and the dozens of children that were suddenly in his classroom. Oh, good. He wasn’t going insane. Piers looked at the clock with a rather dazed look. Ah, look at the time. Time for Charms.
Standing up slowly (so as not to break himself again), the Charms Professor wiped off a wet spot on his cheek, buttoned his blazer and strode up to the front of the class. He cleared his throat.
”Hello.”
This is awkward.
Time to focus. ”Uh, alright, everybody take a seat, settle down. Put on your happy faces.” Eyes to you, Ascanius. That kid had the stare of a thousand daggers, man.
Shaking his head, to wake himself up, Fuller pulled out a box from under his desk that contained several personal hand mirrors. ”Alrighty. As all of you have noticed, there’s something weird going on at Hogwarts this year.” This year, last year, every year ever, basically. ”Most of you have started aging prematurely. Wrinkles, grey hair, hearing loss, becoming nearsighted, breaking things... being particularly gassy.” Ringing any bells? ”Although we can’t fix it, we can do little things to help you look and maybe even feel younger. Because, let’s face it, you four-foot-tall grannies are kind of creeping me out.” And he hated feeling old, basically.
”Today I’m going to teach you some simple tips to keep yourself looking young and fresh. And for those of you who aren’t having this aging issue,” you lucky snotheads ”Yes, you still have to participate and, yes, this will still be beneficial to you and your friends. You can use these when you get older, or... teach them to your grandma or something.”
Picking up his wand from his desk, Piers gave the box of mirrors a swish and one mirror floated to each student’s desk in the classroom. As the mirrors landed on their desks, Piers walked over to the board and picked up a piece of chalk. But before he wrote anything he turned back to the class. ”First, let’s talk. For you old people, what do you find the most hindering about your current state? And those who aren’t affected by this plague, what do you find the most irritating about it? Your friends, your boyfriend, everyone is all wrinkly and slow! It’s gotta be a bit strange plantin’ a kiss on a bloke that looks like your grandfather.” Right? Right.
”Come on, tell me. What sucks the most? What do you wish you could change the most?” Because he would write them down. And then they would fix them. OOC: Feel free to discuss! Class will continue in about 8 hours! |