Text Cut: Question One
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sweetpinkpixie 
“Live long and prosper, Miss Hanover,” he smiled. He would need to discuss her running regime again for this term sometime so, and the Head of House made a mental note to try and remember to ask her about it at a more opportune time.
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“Good evening and welcome to another Astronomy lesson - not to ever be confused with the pseudoscientific hokum known as Astrology,” the man began with his standard and friendly reminder of why they all were gathered here in this classroom. “Let’s begin first by addressing the dragon in the room,” he continued as he summoned his own apple - a crisp Alfriston apple - and why the man knew all these different types of apples would remain a mystery indefinitely - and held it up for all the class to see. “Apples. I can tell from the expressions on many of your faces you are wondering what in Merlin’s beard those are doing on your desks and whether or not you can eat it. Please rest assured that should your apple survive the remainder of the lesson that you are free to take your apple with you and consume it. Your apple has not been modified in any way and will produce no magical side effects.” Tossing his own apple up in the air and catching it, Airey grinned and scanned the semi circle of desks before continuing. “But before we delve into all that, everyone please take a careful look at your apple and those belonging to the persons to your right and to your left...unless you are on the end of our semi circle and then just either to your right or your left. What is true about them? What are some universal truths about your apples?”
Yeah...what ABOUT them apples? HUH?!
Marsha grinned at him as he wished her well too. Wasn’t he awesome? The best thing was she knew that he
did mean well for his students. Her head of house was the best.
”Apples help keep your teeth healthy.” She had a split thought to Maddox and his love of apples.
“And they are a naturally grown fruit that likes to fall off trees.” She laughed softly, hinting at Newton like so many others.
……. What in the name of Merlin….
Why was the old Professor Burbage here? Oh man, poor Professor Airey… She watched him closely as the Astronomy Tower ghost continues to speak to the class.
Text Cut: Question Two
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Marion Burbage "You know who did NOT have any tattoos? Sir Isaac Newton. Who I dooooooooo believe is whom your professor would like to talk about next, hmmmm? Two of you little darlings did bring his name up, mmhmmm." Which had been Marion's calling card. Ooooooh how she FANCIED that man. OOOOH HO HO! "As Head Girl Wright pointed out, well done darling, the story goes that Sir Isaac Newton was sitting and perhaps napping under an apple tree one day and OOPSIE DAISY! An apple fell and knocked him right on the head THUS prompting an AHA moment...'why did the apple fall down to the ground, and not up, or sideways? WEEEEEEEEEEELL my darlings, he recognized that a special kind of force was acting on the apple. NOT just the apple...but all the objects on earth. WEEEEEEEEEEEE now know this force to be called gravity!"
OH OH OH what a clever little studmuffin he was. Good looks, good hair, and outstaaaaaaaaanding intellect!
"Which I doooooooooo believe was the point your dear professor was wishing to make with the universal truths regarding your apples AND connect them to the eternally charming Sir Isaac Newton," she nodded. Airey could correct her if she was incorrect. Once that kneazle released his tongue since the man had fallen silent. Tsk tsk. "Now my darlings, could you each please summarize gravity in your own words? You may elect to write your words on parchment rather than share aloud if you wish."
See. She was right. Apples = Newton = Gravity. Go her. For once, she maybe knew just a little something about what they were going on about. Maybe…. Astronomy still wasn’t her strongest subject but that didn’t mean she didn’t at least
try to make sense of it all.
”Gravity… its the thing that holds everything down….” She started once she raised her hand.
”In an anti-grav situation everything floats and moves around freely - with no specific up or down.” There. That was enough. She sat back in her chair and listened to the others and their answers.
….. Oh man, the poor Professor.
Text Cut: Question Three
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sweetpinkpixie “qaQaHQo'!” the man barked. Although not an accurate turn of Klingon phrase given the actual translation of that was ‘I refuse to help you’....but it would work. The man was DISTRAUGHT! So...the refusal of helping was...was...WAS TO ENCOURAGE THESE YOUNG MINDS TO THINK ABOUT HIM WITHOUT A SHIRT ON. YES. THAT WAS IT. YES.
Why DID students seem to want to see him without a shirt on? Marion...did actually have a point. He was rather pasty.
“And cease your consumption of that apple at once, Mr. Zeke.”
And then there was Mr. Woods arriving late. Were the man in better spirits - as in the VEIN not present and currently bulging from his forehead - he may have reacted differently. But, as it were, the young man was LATE. Late...and FORGOT. “10 points from Hufflepuff for your tardiness, Mr. Woods,” Airey festered while counting down from 10 in his head in Klingon. Although the numbers were practically being SHOUTED in his cranium at this point. It took a moment or two, but he did eventually come down from his little toddler-like temper tantrum and while still with the vein...moderately less so. SO...tiny bit of slack coming your way young man. Just a tiny bit. “But accurate portrayal of gravity...so you may have 3 points back for that. And would someone kindly help escort Mr. Woods to his seat? You may need to remind him where it is at since he may have forgotten.”
Rubbing his temples, hard enough to create little rosy circles where his fingers pressed, the professor closed his eyes and...counted again. From five this time because he needed to somehow regain control of the classroom. No offense, Marion. Upmost respect for you.
“YES, ACTUALLY,” he suddenly erupted, finger pointing dramatically towards Mr. Song. Oh sweet solstice thank you for giving him the in he needed, young man. “You all will be learning and practicing that spell in just a moment and use it in a bit of a blood pumping activity afterwards.”
AGGRESSIVELY CHOOSING TO IGNORE CERTAIN INQUIRIES - LOOKING AT YOU MISS SLYTHERIN PREFECT - Airey loosened his tie a little and looked down at Pebbles in his hand to ground himself a bit.
“Marion, thank you for stopping by...but I’ve got things from here,” he said to the ghost with forced pleasantries. He would be having a bit of a discussion with her later about proper etiquette should she wish to do this again.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAS….I believe we were discussing...GRAVITY. As I..er...believe many of you have already stated…” The man was distracted, alright? “...gravity is what pulling everything toward the ground. It is a force and the natural pull of objects toward each other. In fact, without gravity there would be no life on earth as everything, even air itself, would fly off into space. You can think of gravity as the invisible super glue, for those familiar with the muggle product, or the Permanent Sticking Charm that holds our world together. Not just our world, but other worlds as well. You can’t physically see it but it’s always there. Thanks to the mind of Sir Isaac Newton, we now all know that what comes up…” And it was at this precise moment that the astronomy professor took a step...a step that just so happened to be right on the apple kicked away by Mr. Prince.
*THUD*
“.............................must come down,” the astronomer wheezed, wind almost entirely knocked out of him. The man took a few moments, wheezing all the while, and somehow managed to blurt the next question out. “We say gravity pulls down…*WHEEZE* but does it really pull down? *WHEEZE* Under this terminology...why don’t...penguins *WHEEZE* in Antarctica *WHEEZE* get pulled down off our round earth?”
Frowning slightly at all of the talk of the Professor topless and the tattoos that Professors had - even if she was slightly curious about the latter - Marsha simply sat quietly and tried to wait for the lesson to move onwards. Burbage was seriously putting a rut in the Professor’s usual teaching style and it was showing. He really wasn’t quite as well put together.
And then he slipped on an apple and ended up on the floor.
Though…. It was perfectly timed to prove his own point?
”Are you okay Professor?” She called out, leaning over to look around the desk at him.
As the Professor continued the lesson, wheezing all the while, she looked at him concerned. He didn’t sound okay… but he wasn’t stopping either so maybe he was? Who knew… Gryffindor’s. Hehe.
”I agree with the others. Gravity pulls in, not technically down.” She moved to rest her chin in her hand as she waited to see if they had mooooore questions to answer or if they were getting to move onto the activity now. The Astronomy activities were always awesome.