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BanaBatGirl · 05-05-2020, 02:30 AM

Text Cut: kiddykats & kittens

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Originally Posted by kayquilz

It was creatures time! After a pretty busy morning, Aboli found she really wanted a nap. She was USED to naps at home so...like...she skipped lunch to have a catnap. And speaking of cats, there were so MANY. The fifth year didn't have one of her own, so she took a cheeky-peek at the school ones. Did she want a fluffy one? A mean one? A mean one might be fun, and sure, she wouldn't mind being scratched, but eh. It might be a lot of work.

So she picked a white one with some black tabby lines. He was cute. Was it a HE? She checked quickly - oh yes, a he. Coming to stand near where the chalkboard and professor were, she held the kneazle gently in her arms like a baby. How cuuuuute.

"Afternoon, Professor Williamson," she said quite calmly.

First OFFICIAL year at Hogwarts, and here she was, being on time. The eagerness from earlier had, thankfully, worn off with her nap, so she would quit being insufferable shortly. Hopefully.

So had everyone learned his name whilst he hadn't yet learned theirs? "Good afternoon," he greeted the older, er, girl, who was cuddling a kneazle. Looked like the two were bonding already. Purrrrrrfect!

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Originally Posted by love-for-HP

Care of Magical Creatures ... with a new Professor, should be a good time. But of course ... this first lesson was about cats ... didn't he just have a discussion this summer with Isla about cats ... he was a dog person ... and cats were ... well cats. So obviously he didn't have one, he didn't really even want to work with them .. but non the less .....

Taking a seat on a hale bale and smiling up at the Professor. "Hello Professor." Blake was unsure of his name ... he was sure doing the feast it would have been mentioned, but well he was busy looking for Isla and Bernadette... neither of which he was successful, his detective skills kinda sucked.

This was a younger lad, and Willy wasn't sure of his name either, but he was pleased to see so many students from his old house already. "Hello." Did the boy want a kneazle? He didn't seem sure about them.

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Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom

Rudy was usually a very laid back cat, but for some reason he was NOT in the mood to go to class today. Nettie had struggled to get him in his cat basket and had the scratches to prove it. What had gotten in to him today? He was always so well behaved! Angry little meows escaped the basket every few minutes, and every once in a while a white paw would poke out of the small opening next to the latch and fruitlessly swat at the air.

"Hello," Nettie said with a small smile as she took a spot near the back. Immediately she felt a kneazle brush up against her leg, which seemed to just make Rudy even more irritated as he yowled from inside his basket.

This was going to go well...

A cat in a basket…. Heh. The sight of this Ravenclaw and her struggling basket made the corners of William's mouth twitch, especially when he heard the yowl from inside. "Hello."

He'd have to ask all the kids to introduce themselves and their pets once they got started, yeah?

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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

SO FAR SO GOOD.

The Headman hadn't been kidding when he said they needed a good night's rest and there would be classes first thing. Not that it mattered to Kitt. Everything was so new for this muggleborn shut away and he was ready to stretch his wings and finally dive into E V E R Y T H I N G.

So far, Hogwarts did not disappoint. The food was amazing, better than anything he'd eaten before and after every meal, he found himself looking forward to the next. Best place in the world, it was official.

"Hey, Professor." The Third Year practically had a bounce in his step. They should soak it in while it lasted but he was here for it.

"I don't have a cat and I don't know what a kneazle is but that probably means I don't have it ei--oh, hi there." Mid whatever he was saying to the Professor, he felt something against his leg. What a cute...strange....looking kitty. "What breed are these? Can I keep this one? I think he likes me?" Funny looking cat this one. Were these magical cats? Did cats have magic, TOO?

Kitt took the spot by that Blake bloke, knowing he at least was in his year. "Hey...hey mate, this one look like a winner to you?" There was an obstacle course. Clearly there would be competition.

Gryffindors were always an energetic bunch, weren’t they? “Hey, student,” he returned the greeting, then staaaared at the boy who seemed unfamiliar with his surroundings. Was he new this year? William was going to guess that he was new and easily impressed. These were just kneazles, after all.

"You can keep it for the duration of this lesson, yes," he answered patiently. But no, he wasn't going to tell him all the answers yet. He could crack open a textbook before they got started and figure out the breed from there. "Sorry, only cats, toads, owls, and pygmy puffs are allowed in the castle. And that's not technically a cat." He’d memorized this, see, per the Headmaster’s request.

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Originally Posted by Magical Soul

Ilya finished his lunch, worked on some puzzles in the common room before finally making his way down to class. He was wondering what kind of weird creatures they'd be handling today, oh he hoped it was something that they'd never seen before! This was the third year, after all, where magic is supposed to be accentuated, right? RIGHT??

... cats?

Ilya bet this class was going to be loud. Bernie must be ecstatic and will keep shouting and stuff. It was both funny and annoying. "Hello, professor." He greeted the man standing next to the chalkboard before taking a seat on one of the stacks. Almost immediately this Kneazle walked over to him and jumped up to sit on his lap. He had no choice at this point but to pet it and... claim it? Yeah. The Kneazle was tabby so that was cute.

"Hello," he nodded to the Ravenclaw kid and the tabby kneazle that was taking a liking to him. Hogwarts had some nice kneazles, eh?

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Originally Posted by Felixir

After lunch (read: sitting with Pax and hearing all her terrible and entertaining updates), Nem headed off to the fenced off area where the Creatures lessons were held, with neither cat nor kneazle in tow. Care of Magical Creatures was the one elective that Nem had picked based on personal interest - unless tormenting Finneas Schmoe counted as a personal interest... which, actually, on reflection, it did - but that didn't mean this Williamson guy was automatically let off the hook. Judgement was being reserved, and already they were not getting off to a great start for one main reason: kneazles. Not that Nem didn't like them, but they had always intended to get one as a kitten - they were more receptive as youngsters, making it easier to work around that unfortunate tendency common to the entire breed.

But anyway. "Good afternoon, Professor." Williamson, yes. And?

Ignoring the crate and the obstacle course, Nem took a seat on one of the stumps provided, giving all the roaming kneazles a wide berth for the moment. Best to let one of them come over, though Nem was nevertheless keeping an eye out for any that looked particularly young, stupid, or irascible.

Another Slytherin! This was cheering, really. "Good afternoon, WhateverYourNameIs," Wiliam found himself replying to this one. Had he said that last bit under his breath or over it? Regardless, it almost sounded like he’d said Nemesis instead of Nameis. Not that he would know the Slytherin's actual name, since one kid still looked like the other to him at this point.

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Originally Posted by Destiny

Now this. This was a class she could really get into. A class that started juuuuuust a little after she had woken up and also a class that allowed her to bring the only other living thing at Hogwarts who she knew with her.

Sure, her cat wasn't the greatest at keeping her company. And sometimes she didn't think it was a cat at all. But, the nice shopkeeper who sold the creature to her had assured her it was indeed a cat, and well, there they were.

"Hello, Professor!" Flora smiiiiiled at the man before turning ever so slightly and gesturing towards the cat who was dangling limply under her arm. "Is it okay if my cat is broken?"

Blep.

Er…. Something was wrong with that cat, William was sure of it. "Hello," he replied to her, no smile needed, as he was mostly focusing on the attributes of her pet. Why was its tongue out? Was it part Siamese? Were the eyes always this vacant? He was tempted to boop its snoot to see.

"We'll fix it," he answered the girl regardless. Maybe it was broken because she was carrying it around like it was a hog???

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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch

After lunch Cole headed down to the fenced in grassy area for the first CoMC lesson of the year. In his right hand he held a safe grip on his cat carrier where his cat Elena was meowing a little unhappily from inside. He had woken her up from a nice nap on top of his pillow in the lion dorms, before he had put her in the carrier. That they got to bring their pets to class was awesome. Professor Williamson seemed like a cool professor, but the lesson would show more of how he was as a professor. Things seemed promising though.

Coming down to the fenced in grassy area with the obstacle course and with many kneazles walking about Cole firstly turned his eyes and attention to their professor, flashing him a bright smile. "Good afternoon Professor Williamson. I hope it’s okay if i keep my cat in her carrier until the lesson starts? I'm not sure if Elena will like all the other cats and kneazles." He had only known her for a week so he was still learning her personality and likes. Going over to an empty hay bale after giving the obstacle course a glance over, Cole took off his backpack and placed it on the ground. Taking a seat on the bale, he placed Elena’s carrier in his lap as he waited for class to start.

"Good afternoon," Gryffindor, another Gryffindor. William swore they traveled in threes. "Sure, that's fine."

He hadn't, uh, considered this trait about cats, being more of a dog person himself, but...well, the cats had their use for later in the lesson. So.

That reminded him to poke the crate he was now leaning on, but it didn't make a noise. All was well, then.

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Originally Posted by PhoenixRising

She didn't have a cat; that was her sister. The only pet Carsyn had was a Mongolian Gerbil that she had gotten at an adoption fair like two years ago, which was currently curled up in a ball in her robe pocket. The obstacle course her eyes fixed themselves upon arriving to the creatures lesson that afternoon was one that Carsyn quickly realized wouldn't be suitable for a gerbil, unless she wanted to lose it.

The Creatures Professor was tall and easy on the eyes, to which Carsyn only hoped it would improve her attention span in the class. Acceptable wasn't bad, but she had hoped for at least an E.

Kneazles though....interesting. Would Cleo be safe? Reaching her hand instinctively into her robe pocket, she coddled the gerbil feeling it quiver beneath her fingertips. Perhaps leaving it in its cage in her dorm would have been wiser. "Good afternoon, Professor," the prefect stated, glancing down at one of the kneazles that found a comfortable place curled up by her feet, as if sensing the quivering small mammal she had in her pocket.

If Williamson knew that the Gryffindor prefect, of all people, was carrying around an illegal pet in her pocket, he most certainly would have made her surrender the gerbil to the animal in the cage. It probably would have placated the beast.

As it were, he eyed the girl and whatever she was touching in her pocket, and returned her greeting with a cool nod.

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Originally Posted by hjhm

Jillian didn't really mind eating a lot for lunch. She settled for a sandwich and hopped over to the creatures class, a favorite of hers and upon entering the place it became 10 times more. She saw the mini obstacle- she figured they were going to deal with a creature as per usual and to her surprise they were cats or well, kneazles. One for every student? Like a giveaway for coming to class, yes? She is definitely here to enjoy.

A smile formed on her lips as her eyes wandered around, spotting the professor. Mr. Williamson right? "Hello, Professor" she greeted with a smile. And cue the adorable kneazle that brushed against her right leg. Obviously she has to take it .... Wait! Are they allowed to keep these after class?

At least the Head Girl (from the best House) didn't appear to be up to anything. "Hello," he returned her greeting more cheerfully than the previous student. Hello hello and welcome.

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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19

Claudine made her way down to the grounds for the scheduled CoMC lesson of that day. Having no pet kneazle, she, of course, could not have brought one. In any case, she reasoned that at least one would be provided for whatever the lesson called for. "Good day, Professor." She gave him one of her famous intense gazes before moving to find a seat, bearing in mind the crate in their presence.

Normally, she would sit by herself but today, for some reason, she chose to sit with Nem. There was something about his bubbly personality that would be good for her. "Hi, Nem,'' she said, choosing a stump right next to his. "Had a good lunch?"

Also... interesting obstacle course there.

"Good day," William greeted the quieter student with the big stare. What? What did he do? He hadn't even done anything yet.

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Originally Posted by Anna Banana

ISLA. WAS. SHOCKED.

This whole 'sneaking a kneazle into Hogwarts without permission' was turning out to be easier than she thought. The professor himself was even holding a lesson on them, and he had even encouraged the students to bring them along! EASY PEASY! Nevermind the fact that Isla still hadn't formally asked for permission to have her kneazle here at the school. She'd brought along Maleficent anyway. Maybe this new guy ('Friend of Schmoe', apparently) would just think he'd given the go ahead! After all, any friend of Schmoe's would probably just go along with whatever, right?

"Hello, Professor!" she said, and she gave the most nonchalent 'hey, how you doin' wave she could. Then she moved off to the side, by her super awesome third year crush Blake, and waited for class to begin. "Hey, Blake!" she greeted.

Ahhhhhhhhahahaaha. Somone actually brought a kneazle to class. William had certainly developed a darker sense of humor after living in the dark for half the year and alone for all the rest of the time. When he'd said students were welcome to bring their cats to class, he really did mean it. But the kneazles? That was just a trap. All the kneazles would have to stay in the barn AFTER class.

"Hello," he greeted the girl, and her black kneazle. "So what's her name?" The cat, not the girl. He'd figure out her name shortly. And, "You haven't been keeping her in your dorm, have you?" He almost felt bad for Piers, y'know, ha ha ha ha. He should get her Head of House to search her dorm for contraband now.

Silly Slytherin. Rule-breaking is for Gryffindors.

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Originally Posted by Bazinga

After mirroring her mother last night, Chloe was interested in this lesson. Her mother was going on about how all the girls adored him when she was at school, but what she enjoyed were his lessons. So if her mother enjoyed the lessons, Chloe thought that this might actually be interesting.

Heading down to the grounds with Teacup following behind her she reached the class and looked around. Deciding it might be better to hold her cat she reached down and picked her up. "Hello Professor.. I umm.." Well this was a bit more awkward than she thought it would be. "I was mirroring my mother last night and said about the new professors, she was excited to hear you were back teaching. "

With that Chloe turned and headed for a seat not even saying her mother had said hello or anything. She did however try to figure out his age, because how young was he when he taught if the girls were all about him? She just didn't see it.

"Hello," he turned his attention to the next student, who...who….great. She was the child of one of his former student. Awesome! Being this old rocked! Totally!

"Tell you mum I said hi," he replied, just blushing at this sentence already. "Er, who is she though?" He really, really needed to start working on learning the kids' names. Starting….now.

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Originally Posted by Charely Potter

Curtis was here. He couldn't help smirking at the sight of the cats around. Considering the conversation he had at the feast, it was quite a coincidence to see these cats and kneazles. Isla could stop looking like she needed to pee. As for Curtis? He was a dog person, he was raised around dogs thanks to you know who. But cats were cool too, they didn't always bother you when you weren't in the mood to give pets. "Sup Professor." He was old, but didn't look as old as his parents to escape the cool ranks.

So where was Curtis going to sit, right by Chloe who he noticed was staring at the Professor. "So that's your type, huh?" He smirked. Taller with facial hair. He couldn't relate, but he was trying to grow some stubble. Trying be the key word.

Look at that! One kid whose name he knew. Er, the last name, anyway. "Sup." William returned the nod without much more ado. What was his first name???? Why was remembering things so hard?????

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Originally Posted by GD2204

It was the first Care of Magical Creatures lesson of the year and Ewan was pretty psyched for it. A new teacher, a new school year and hopefully no detentions this year. Heading down from the Great Hall after lunch on his own as he owned no cat (Not with Kingsley in the house), he reached the fenced area with plenty of time to spare, eager to learn.

Figuring that the obstacle course in front of them was for the cats or kneazles, he wandered over into the throng of the giant cats and waited for one to approach him, giving the professor a nod and a pleasant ”Good afternoon Professor. How’s your day been?” as he did so. After last year, he’d decided to make a little extra effort to be that extra bit pleasant and approachable. He didn’t want to leave Hogwarts with a bad reputation.

After a minute or two, the giant prefect bent down and outstretched his hand towards a jet black Kneazle with a friendly smile. ”Hey there little guy” He had to admit, he kind of liked the little fellow. After all, he’d wandered over to him despite the fact that he was a giant in comparison.

Standing up with a smile as the Kneazle nuzzled against his legs, he flashed a few smiles to some of the students he knew before heading towards Chloe ”Hey, what’s up assassin?” flashing her a grin now as he nudged her gently. He didn’t want to send her flying after all, even if it had been amusing when he’d done it in the summer. Not wanting to seem too rude, he also flashed a polite smile and nod towards the guy (Curtis) on her other side ”Hey, What’s up?” not really looking for an answer but you know, it was polite.

It was always good to see a Prefect in class, especially a Ravenclaw one. They were the best-behaved students in the school, right?

"Hello," he greeted the kid with a few ~~Schmoe-like~~ blinks. Wow, someone asking how HIS day was? "It's been fine, busy, you know." He had animals to take care of, pens to repair, kneazles to bribe into helping with his lesson, just the usual stuff. "Thanks for asking." Really, WWW appreciated it. And he appreciated that the kid was being nice to the voidy Kneazle. Some people could be biased against black cats, y'know?

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Originally Posted by Daydreamer11

Care of Magical Creatures was Naya’s absolute favorite class. She was extremely excited and couldn’t wait to get started on the day’s lesson. Arriving at the class area, she took in the scene. Oh this was going to me interesting. “Hello Professor”, she said cheerfully. Cats and kneazles. What more could they ask for.

Taking a seat on a hay bale next to Cole, Naya tried to get a peek at his cat. “Hey Cole, is that your new friend?” What had happened to his rats was really sad. She was glad that he had a new pet to help take his mind off of his loss. As she set her bag down, Naya noticed that a kneazle had decided to in front of her, but not too close. He looked at her as if he was sizing her up and deciding if she was worthy of his company. Naya chuckled to herself and waited patiently for the kneazle to make his move. “It’s ok. I wont bite.” As if understanding her words, the kneazle inched closer until he was right at Naya’s feet. Was he going to be her partner for the day?

"Hello," Williamson greeted the older Gryffindor girl. So far, so good with all the polite students. But it was the 'honeymoon' period of teaching, he supposed….

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Originally Posted by Fireheart

Care of Magical Creatures had always been a subject that Avalon didn't mind, but it wasn't necessarily one that she looked forward to either. But she was more than excited for today's lesson, because it involved CATS! Finally, she could bring Shadow to class. She had been dreaming of this day since she came to Hogwarts. Shadow was such a clever cat, but he never got the chance to show off his skills. Unlike the owls, who could at least deliver letters, Shadow didn't have much of a purpose, other than to keep Avalon company.

With Shadow tucked under her arm, she traipsed down to the castle grounds, only to see some sort of an agility course set up. Were they going to be doing agility with cats? Avalon thought those types of obstacle courses were only for dogs. Nevertheless, she greeted the new professor with a friendly smile. "Good day, Professor." She took a seat on a bale of straw, keeping Shadow on her lap for now.

What a floofy kitty! William was impressed by the cat, which looked well-cared for. "Good afternoon," he returned the Ravenclaw's greeting.

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Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy

After attending Hogwarts for a year, Heath had learned that most of the professors here weren't mean and scary, but that didn't stop him from feeling a little nervous about his first lesson with the new COMC professor. It always took him some time to warm up to people he didn't know, but so far, this lesson made a great first impression. Any lesson that let him bring Rey along was okay by him!

Normally the little gray bobtail cat would've been bounding along the path at Heath's side, but he decided to play it safe and keep her in her cat carrier for now… and Rey was NOT happy about it! The cat kept pawing at the bars, meowing loudly (though Rey's meow sounded more like a high pitched Meep!). "Hello, Professor," Heath greeted, giving the man a polite nod of acknowledgment.

He took a seat on the nearest empty hay bale, gently setting Rey's carrier down beside him. His eyes darted from the roaming kneazles to the obstacle course. If that was going to be used for what he thought it would, he and Rey were going to wipe the floor with the competition!

Meep! Meeeep! Hey, let me out of here, smol hooman! I want to play!

Wiliam hadn't thought about this much, but the pets could be a comfort to some kids. Well, for now. Hopefully, there weren't too many more kittens in the castle, he thought, because they wouldn't be much help today, even though they were pretty precious…

"Hello," he greeted the kid and his kitty.

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Originally Posted by Samia

Missa had been looking forward to this lesson. But she really wasn’t looking forward to the .... cats and kneazles part of this lesson. After all, what exactly would she learn if she ended up sneezing the entire time?

Nevertheless, the brunette found her way to the fenced in area - only to go stand at a corner where the Kneazles wouldn’t get to her ..... yet.

“Morning, professor,” she greeted the man, all the while totally envying how easily some of her fellow classmates were getting along with these creatures.

"Afternoon," William returned the other Ravenclaw prefect's greeting. Not everyone was ready for his class, eh?

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Originally Posted by Watson

Time was flying. He felt like he had just gotten out of the 8 am class, scoffed down lunch, and then ran to his next class. Wow- today was flying past. With how quickly things seemed to be progressing, Noah thought he was going to be a little late so he fast walked to the next class. He was fine.

An obstacle course? Hmm... Interesting. He wondered what they were going to do today. Lead cats and kneazles through the obstacle course or be lead by the cool cats and kneazles? Ah yes, now time to choose a companion for this. He wished he had Jinx with him but he had left the cat at home with his siblings. His youngest sister couldn't bear the thought of being separated from him so Noah and the feline had to say their adieus.. OH? What's that? He could feel something rubbing against his leg. Glancing down he found a bright marmalade coloured kneazle who looked as if he was using his leg to get rid of an itch. He slowly bent down, holding his hand towards it, and watched as the kneazle immediately brushed up against his friend. "Aren't you friendly..." he spoke with a smile. "Want to be my partner? Can I pick you up?" The kneazle continued brushing against his hand contentedly. Noah began to stand back up and the creature looked offended that he had dared stand up and remove the hand. "Can I pick you up?" he asked before reaching down to cradle the kneazle in his arms.

With a very content kneazle in his arms, he joined the rest of the students near the chalkboard. "Afternoon Professor! How's your day?" he greeted.

He'd never admit this out loud, because he was tough and old and grumpy and kids didn't melt his heart like they used to, but William was always chuffed when he saw kids talking to animals. It was something he did himself, and this kid? Well he looked like a good egg so far. He'd even asked the kneazle TWICE before picking it up.

"Afternoon," he returned the greeting with the smallest of smiles. Aww, another kid asking how his day was? NO. HE WAS NOT GOING TO BE SOFT THIS YEAR. "It was alright, thanks." There. Good. He'd maintained his cool exterior.

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Originally Posted by sarahlooo

Louise was SO EXCITED.

Not only did she get to bring her cat to class, but the class was being taught by her BFF/favorite ~~fake~~ uncle. Louise had been stoked when Uncle Willy had returned from his long and lame adventure in Alaska, but she had been even more stoked to find out that he was going to be her TEACHER.

He would always give her A's, right?

Louise walked down to the lesson, her white kitty cat chilling coolly in her arms as she approached. She beamed at the professor when she got to him. "Hi Uncle Will-" Um, oops. Louise paused. "Errr..... professor." She gave the man a sparkling smile as she stepped inside. She had better work on that, huh?

In a fabulous mood, Louise found a stump to sit on and placed Lucy (her white kitty) on her lap, petting her while they waited for class to start.

There were some kids, though, who knew how soft he could really be. JanJan's daughter was one of 'em.

"Geez Louise," he greeted the Gryffindor with a twinkle in his eye. "Professor's good, you can call me professor." He was going to enjoy bossing this kid around, heh heh heh. Also, had she named her cat after her aunt, or….?

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Originally Posted by TakemetotheBurrow

This was it, her first REAL experience with her mum’s FAVORITE professor ever and Cecelia was excited to see what the guy was all about. It was kinda cool that after AGES he’d returned to Hogwarts to teach and she felt pretty lucky to be one of the kids he was teaching. again. after ages. Hey, he still looked pretty great for an old guy! Good on him!

”Hi Professor Williamson, I’m Cecelia Summers.” She grinned a little, tucking some of her long golden hair behind her ear. ”Thing is, I couldn’t decide WHAT pet I wanted this summer when I turned thirteen, so I don’t have a feline of my own juuuust yet.” But she WOULD be getting some kind of pet soon. That is, when she actually made a decision about what she wanted. ”But I’ll be super kind to one of the school kneazles. Creatures LOVE me.” She nodded seriously, gave the man a thumbs up, and headed to find herself a seat. She eyed up the kneazles to see which one looked like it would like her BEST while she waited for class to start.

Oh look, another kid he recognized right off the bat. Williamson was staring at her a little, suddenly nervous that he had to have some amazing lesson planned for the daughter of Ella Bishop!

"Hi Cecelia," he greeted her kindly. Honestly, were all of Ella's kids this sweet? He was having a real hard time looking tough when little girls like this were being so kind to him. "That's good to hear." He found himself giving her a thumbs up in return like the big oaf he was.

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

Nina was a not a fan of this class. She was, however, a fan of attending university and so sacrifices had to be made and she planned on receiving top marks regardless of any dislike for the subject matter itself. So despite her own personal qualms, she made her way over eyeing the.... obstacle course as she walked to the fenced area. She did not want to get friendly with any of the cats (and or kneazles, apparently) that her classmates had come to class with.

As such, she made her way over towards the corner that Missa was currently occupying. "Hey," she greeted the ~~girl~~ her friend(?) before looking back over at the rest of the rest of the crowd that had gathered round. If Professor Williamson was expecting any sort of verbal greeting from the Slytherin, he would be severely disappointed to know that all he'd be receiving was a polite nod.

Other kids though… wellp, he didn't actually mind the nonverbal greeting. Again, this made it easier for him to maintain a cool and collected persona. So yes, Miss Whoever, he sees you, and nods back. No words wasted.

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Originally Posted by hermionesclone

Lucas didn't have a cat with him, unfortunately. Emma was the one who had a pet cat and he often played with him when he had the chance. But bringing Davies along to a lesson when the cat had already left Hogwarts alongside Emma was impossible. Sigh.

So, empty handed - apart from the school bag he was carrying, of course - the sixth year approached the fenced-in area where class was supposed to be. And the obstacle course? For someone who didn't like the idea of exercising, it was weird to see him smiling at the sight of the obstacle course but that was exactly what he was doing right now.

Why? Because hey, the obstacle course wasn't for him, by the looks of it.

"Good afternoon, Professor," he said, quietly. He missed Nostredame. A lot. ~~The man had a very pretty face.~~ But that was something he couldn't talk about now, so he simply flashed Williamson a small smile before shuffling off to find a kneazle. Any kneazle that would have him. Did they have to choose wisely? He hoped not. Something told him he couldn't pick and choose with something like-

Oh?

Bending down, Lucas wasted little time in picking up the brown and grey spotted kneazle. He immediately noticed the different colours spots around its eyes, and that its eyes were almost as green as his own. Huh. Could he keep this one? For this class but, well, if they were allowed to keep them after class was over..........

Still holding onto the kneazle, he turned around and went to sit in the closest empty spot he could find. Did it matter where? Not exactly. He had bigger things to worry about.

"Good afternoon, Prefect….." Uh, again, another name William would need to learn. He turned away hastily to cover his blunder by pretending to fidget with the covered cage.

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Originally Posted by macaroni

Alexia found herself with a bounce in her step after lunch. Not only was her stomach full of food (always a plus) she just liked afternoon classes more. People were more awake and more loose. She was definitely feeling more awake than she was this morning. Although, that might have been the coffee she drank.

She also might have been excited because they were working with cats and kneazles today! She had just learned what a kneazle was on the train, and they seemed harmless, enough. Cute, if nothing else. But Alexia was definitely a cat person. While she was slightly bummed they weren't starting off with something huge and ferocious, cats were also something she could work with. That most likely wouldn't bite off her hand or anything like that.

Problem was, she didn't have a cat. At least there were lots of kneazles around. They looked cute, and mostly approachable. She really should have figured out how dangerous these things were or not. Wait, her Professor wouldn't let them learn while holding dangerous animals, right? They had to be safe!

Speaking of Professors....

"Good afternoon, Sir!" She had on a warm smile that seemed to reach her brown eyes. She was very excited for this class. Although that might, again, be the coffee she drank.

First years were also easy to tolerate, AND William couldn't feel bad about not knowing their names. "Good afternoon," he greeted the smiling girl with the pinkish hair.

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First Care of Magical Creatures lesson! Yay!

The third year was very excited about today's lesson because she'd noticed that it listed to bring your pet cat or kneazle, so she was the MOST excited to be able to bring her feline cuddle buddy, Astrid, (formerly known as Princess temporarily) with her. She had no idea why, but Faye was definitely not questioning it. Any excuse to spend more time with her, she would definitely take it.

Soon arriving at where today's location was being held was when she was able to look at the fenced-in area, raising an eyebrow very curiously as she examined the...obstacle course? Huh, interes-OH WERE THOSE KNEAZLES?! She contained her excitement as she carried Astrid to find an available seat that wasn't taken yet. In doing so, she gave a polite acknowledgement to the Professor waiting for everyone to arrive, "Hello Professor, hope you enjoyed your summer..." Making sure not to fall over or drop Astrid, the redhead settled down waiting for the beginning of today's lesson.

Another kind kid… heh. "Thanks," he responded to her greeting. "I did." Well, there had been the new job and the moving continents and everything else… but those were all good changes for him. So far.

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Yay.... Care of magical creatures. One of the few things Dylan hated was animals. Well, it wasn't that he hated them it was just that they always seemed to hate him. Even his pet owl, which his family has had for years mind you, didn't care much for him. But of course his mother insisted that he take this old creature. It had gone to Hogwarts with every one of his older siblings. Dylan had told her a thousand times over that it was too old to deliver letters, but of course he was too young and didn't know what he was talking about.

Which all of that basically boils down to Dylan not having a cat to bring to class today. Thankfully there were little Kneazles roaming around.

He nodded to the professor, curious as to what was under that blanket, and wondered over to the area of kneazles. He knelt down and tried to get any of them to come up to him, but none were biting. They all took one glance at him and turned away, as if he smelled like a dog.

Getting up after a few minutes he looked around, suddenly feeling very nervous. There were a lot of different kids, many of whom were not from his house. It wasn't until his eyes landed on the pink haired girl he met earlier did his nerves calm down a little bit. At least she was a friendly face. He walked over to her and smiled, not feeling up for talking.

Large crowds made Dylan nervous. There were many times he would get lost when out with his family. There were six kids in total and he was the smallest at the time. Which was a recipe for disaster every time. Once they were at the zoo in London and they had forgotten about him in the bathroom, and he'd spent 45 minutes crying by the tigers. Now that he thought about it, maybe that's why animals hated him. He had one instance where he cried and it was like every animal afterwards could sense his fear.

Some kids probably shouldn't be forced to take Care of Magical Creatures. Was this one of them? William watched the cautious Slytherin, who didn't greet him, but it didn't bother him. He wasn't the most talkative man anymore either.

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Ick to being outside with the animals, but her mother insisted. She kept saying that she needed to branch out and try to get a bit dirty every now and again. She had learned after last term wear the older worn out robes so if they get dirty it's not ruining them or your favorite shoes.

Carrying her black cat Sir Snuggles (thanks seven nine year old self) she kept looking at all of the other students... and their professor. What exactly were they doing today? Moving closer into the circle she saw her housemate (Alexia) and a slytherin boy (Dylan) talking to her. She nodded her head before swerving off to the side so she can find an empty hay bale... ick.... to sit on.

Smiling she turned toward their professor, "Hello Professor." Seriously were they about to have cat races or something? Sir Snuggles would not like that. She also really needed to give Sir a new name.

Well that was a cute cat. "Hello," William returned her greeting. "What's your cat's name?" Oh, well he could have saved that question for later…

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Islay fixed some of the cats with a hard stare as she came closer to them. ”H-“ she began to speak but her eyes just widened at the Professors face, hadn’t she seen his face in that yearbook her aunt had shown her when she’d met her that summer? she wondered for a minute before shaking her head ”good afternoon Professor Williamson” Naya and Cole got kind smiles as she made her way ato find a seat.

Oh, the kneazels were cute. Reaching her hand down she pet one as it brushed against her leg.

“hey cutie,” she said the words to the cat as she took a seat near Noah.

He was almost used to the staring because Willy could give a good stare back. So he did. "Good afternoon," he returned her greeting and her wide-eyed look. Maybe he should've made the kids make name tags? Egh he'd probably forget to look at them though. He learned better by listening.

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Okay so Magical Creatures was not exactly Drew's thing but neither were the other elective classes so he had put all the names in a hat and this was the class that he had extracted. So here he was and without a cat.

"Afternoon Professor." He said in greeting as he made his way into the group. He may not know a whole lot about animals but the one thing that Drew did know was that it was better if the animal picked you and not the other way around. So he stood still amongst the wandering Kneazles until a grey and white one rubbed against his leg before lying down at his feet. Apparently this was the one then.

"Afternoon," he greeted one of the older students to class, a boy who looked full-grown, honestly. But that was good. They might need some muscle later.

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This was the first time that Phoebe was allowed to bring Beans to class, and she was delighted by the opportunity. Beans was going to show everyone what a good little kitty she was, even in a room full of rogue kneazles with their magical abilities. Y'know what Beans could do that none of them could do? Throw up entire socks, that's what.

"Hi, Professor. This is Beans," Phoebe waved Beans' little paw at the man to show him those picture perfect toe beans. That's where she got her name. Perfect little Beans. "And she is perfectly legal." Ahem.

Beaaaaaaaaaans. Heh. William found himself smiling just the TINIEST BIT at the Gryffindor and her floofy cat. "Hi there, and hi Beans." He actually waved back at the cat's paw. WHY DID THESE KIDS HAVE TO BE CUTE? And of course Beans was legal; she looked like an ordinary cat. He appreciated that.

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To say the Slytherin was having a miserable start of term would be an understatement. There was a dark rain cloud of salt pouring down over him everywhere he went and no class was a firmer reminder of this than Care of Magical Creatures. It had nothing to do with the professor's personality (okay...maybe a little) nor did Eiji find the man inadequate at his job. It simply was the 17-year-old perpetual state of being and aesthetic, as some would describe it. Professor Williamson also was a reminder of the seventh year's failure to his bloodline, not that he was thinking about THAT as he stepped into the area with his jaw already set and offered the man a curt nod before moving over to collect himself a creature of the day.

He could only imagine how love struck Rebecca was looking right now too.

Eiji's choice of pet was a hairless rat, so of course he did not own a cat or a kneazle and he gave his selection very little thought as he scooped up the nearest one to him. Which just so happened to be a rather large black cat who purred immediately, was essentially an affectionate potato, and drooled. Well...at least the cat matched the color of his soul: black.

Yes. ~~James~~ Eiji Rasting was being dramatic.

Lugging his furry burden over towards Missa and Nina, Eiji sighed. "Hi."

Ah, he'd been wondering if Kurumi's kids were going to come to class. "Hi, James," he greeted the reluctant Slytherin. "What, you can't say hi to me now?" Yes, he was going to use his perfectly adequate, legal name, if only because the kid looked so sour before class had even started.

Merlin.

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It wasn’t usual for Gwydion to be allowed at lessons, but Carys was certainly not against bringing the Abyssinian along as she’d headed to CoMC after lunch. She’d just had to make a quick stop at the common room to collect him, and for once he’d let her carry him as they’d headed outside.

Not only that, but she had been entertaining herself with imagining what Eron’s expression would be as he saw the sheer number of felines gathered. Plus, there was a moment of wondering if her sister had Cleo with her, but she knew Carsyn would keep her gerbil safe. Just as she knew she’d make sure Gwydion was on his best behavior during the lesson. Her little warrior ought to know better by now anyway.

“Good afternoon, Professor Williamson,” she had said as she’d settled onto an open haybale, settling Gwydion on her lap.

Willy turned his attention from the grumpy Snake to a cat-laden Hufflepuff prefect. "Good afternoon," he greeted her kindly. Annnnnnnd now that she was sitting, he checked his watch and then looked up for any last-minute stragglers.

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Mark knew only a little bit about this Professor from his Father's time at Hogwarts....something about a Baby Dragon, or a Dragon Lady. That didn't matter. What mattered now was the lesson at hand.

Mark came into the area looking around at all the other students holding cats or kneazles or some cross-breed of the two maybe? He didn't have any of those. If he could of he'd have transfigured Tank to be a cat but his Big Beetle was being oddly uncooperative this morning worrying him a bit. So so the Teenage Ravenclaw moved toward a hay-bale and took a seat sitting beside Carys nodding toward the Care of Magical Creatures Professor. "Afternoon, Professor Williamson" he spoke as one cat suddenly hopped up beside him and began to paw at him as if he wasn't fed. If Mark knew one thing about Cats it's that they were in fact fed.

He gently lifted the cat up and looked at it. It was a Fluffy Golden Orange colored cat...."Uh hello Roger?" Sounded like a good enough name to him. Was this cat even male?

Ah, here was one now. "Hello," he greeted the lad. Good, good he was getting a cat. Okay, that was that. NOW it was time to begin.

So, now that everyone appeared to be settled and bonding with a cat (or kneazle), it was time to officially start the lesson. William picked up a bag of kneazle treats, rattled it noisily to get all the animals and their humans' attention, and then stepped forward into the center of the area to begin.

"Right, so as you've all seen, we have some cats and some kneazles here today, and maybe some other animals as well." William didn't glance at the covered crate but he WAS thinking about it. "On the topic of cats of all shapes and sizes, please tell me what you already know about magical or mundane cats? What kind of care (and CAUTION) is required of these animals? If you brought a cat to class today, how do you care for it? Do some breeds require special care? As you answer, please, uh, tell me your name, and your pet's name, and don't be afraid to build onto each others' answers. If I like your answer, I'll toss you and your feline a treat." Just a little incentive to get them going and to keep the cats settled (for now).

OOC: ONE answer per person though, as the options here are pretty limitless! =D we'll move on in ~18 hours idk.

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BanaBatGirl Banshee Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham Posts: 51,213 Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fifth Year	annnnnnnnd no more late arrivals, k? K cool Professor Pink \| Mrs. Bruce Wayne \| I'm on a Goat \| Glitterpuff \| Dumbledore's Defense Squad \| BHB Text Cut: kiddykats & kittens Quote: Originally Posted by kayquilz It was creatures time! After a pretty busy morning, Aboli found she really wanted a nap. She was USED to naps at home so...like...she skipped lunch to have a catnap. And speaking of cats, there were so MANY. The fifth year didn't have one of her own, so she took a cheeky-peek at the school ones. Did she want a fluffy one? A mean one? A mean one might be fun, and sure, she wouldn't mind being scratched, but eh. It might be a lot of work. So she picked a white one with some black tabby lines. He was cute. Was it a HE? She checked quickly - oh yes, a he. Coming to stand near where the chalkboard and professor were, she held the kneazle gently in her arms like a baby. How cuuuuute. "Afternoon, Professor Williamson," she said quite calmly. First OFFICIAL year at Hogwarts, and here she was, being on time. The eagerness from earlier had, thankfully, worn off with her nap, so she would quit being insufferable shortly. Hopefully. So had everyone learned his name whilst he hadn't yet learned theirs? "Good afternoon," he greeted the older, er, girl, who was cuddling a kneazle. Looked like the two were bonding already. Purrrrrrfect! Quote: Originally Posted by love-for-HP Care of Magical Creatures ... with a new Professor, should be a good time. But of course ... this first lesson was about cats ... didn't he just have a discussion this summer with Isla about cats ... he was a dog person ... and cats were ... well cats. So obviously he didn't have one, he didn't really even want to work with them .. but non the less ..... Taking a seat on a hale bale and smiling up at the Professor. "Hello Professor." Blake was unsure of his name ... he was sure doing the feast it would have been mentioned, but well he was busy looking for Isla and Bernadette... neither of which he was successful, his detective skills kinda sucked. This was a younger lad, and Willy wasn't sure of his name either, but he was pleased to see so many students from his old house already. "Hello." Did the boy want a kneazle? He didn't seem sure about them. Quote: Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom Rudy was usually a very laid back cat, but for some reason he was NOT in the mood to go to class today. Nettie had struggled to get him in his cat basket and had the scratches to prove it. What had gotten in to him today? He was always so well behaved! Angry little meows escaped the basket every few minutes, and every once in a while a white paw would poke out of the small opening next to the latch and fruitlessly swat at the air. "Hello," Nettie said with a small smile as she took a spot near the back. Immediately she felt a kneazle brush up against her leg, which seemed to just make Rudy even more irritated as he yowled from inside his basket. This was going to go well... A cat in a basket…. Heh. The sight of this Ravenclaw and her struggling basket made the corners of William's mouth twitch, especially when he heard the yowl from inside. "Hello." He'd have to ask all the kids to introduce themselves and their pets once they got started, yeah? Quote: Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo SO FAR SO GOOD. The Headman hadn't been kidding when he said they needed a good night's rest and there would be classes first thing. Not that it mattered to Kitt. Everything was so new for this muggleborn shut away and he was ready to stretch his wings and finally dive into E V E R Y T H I N G. So far, Hogwarts did not disappoint. The food was amazing, better than anything he'd eaten before and after every meal, he found himself looking forward to the next. Best place in the world, it was official. "Hey, Professor." The Third Year practically had a bounce in his step. They should soak it in while it lasted but he was here for it. "I don't have a cat and I don't know what a kneazle is but that probably means I don't have it ei--oh, hi there." Mid whatever he was saying to the Professor, he felt something against his leg. What a cute...strange....looking kitty. "What breed are these? Can I keep this one? I think he likes me?" Funny looking cat this one. Were these magical cats? Did cats have magic, TOO? Kitt took the spot by that Blake bloke, knowing he at least was in his year. "Hey...hey mate, this one look like a winner to you?" There was an obstacle course. Clearly there would be competition. Gryffindors were always an energetic bunch, weren’t they? “Hey, student,” he returned the greeting, then staaaared at the boy who seemed unfamiliar with his surroundings. Was he new this year? William was going to guess that he was new and easily impressed. These were just kneazles, after all. "You can keep it for the duration of this lesson, yes," he answered patiently. But no, he wasn't going to tell him all the answers yet. He could crack open a textbook before they got started and figure out the breed from there. "Sorry, only cats, toads, owls, and pygmy puffs are allowed in the castle. And that's not technically a cat." He’d memorized this, see, per the Headmaster’s request. Quote: Originally Posted by Magical Soul Ilya finished his lunch, worked on some puzzles in the common room before finally making his way down to class. He was wondering what kind of weird creatures they'd be handling today, oh he hoped it was something that they'd never seen before! This was the third year, after all, where magic is supposed to be accentuated, right? RIGHT?? ... cats? Ilya bet this class was going to be loud. Bernie must be ecstatic and will keep shouting and stuff. It was both funny and annoying. "Hello, professor." He greeted the man standing next to the chalkboard before taking a seat on one of the stacks. Almost immediately this Kneazle walked over to him and jumped up to sit on his lap. He had no choice at this point but to pet it and... claim it? Yeah. The Kneazle was tabby so that was cute. "Hello," he nodded to the Ravenclaw kid and the tabby kneazle that was taking a liking to him. Hogwarts had some nice kneazles, eh? Quote: Originally Posted by Felixir After lunch (read: sitting with Pax and hearing all her terrible and entertaining updates), Nem headed off to the fenced off area where the Creatures lessons were held, with neither cat nor kneazle in tow. Care of Magical Creatures was the one elective that Nem had picked based on personal interest - unless tormenting Finneas Schmoe counted as a personal interest... which, actually, on reflection, it did - but that didn't mean this Williamson guy was automatically let off the hook. Judgement was being reserved, and already they were not getting off to a great start for one main reason: kneazles. Not that Nem didn't like them, but they had always intended to get one as a kitten - they were more receptive as youngsters, making it easier to work around that unfortunate tendency common to the entire breed. But anyway. "Good afternoon, Professor." Williamson, yes. And? Ignoring the crate and the obstacle course, Nem took a seat on one of the stumps provided, giving all the roaming kneazles a wide berth for the moment. Best to let one of them come over, though Nem was nevertheless keeping an eye out for any that looked particularly young, stupid, or irascible. Another Slytherin! This was cheering, really. "Good afternoon, WhateverYourNameIs," Wiliam found himself replying to this one. Had he said that last bit under his breath or over it? Regardless, it almost sounded like he’d said Nemesis instead of Nameis. Not that he would know the Slytherin's actual name, since one kid still looked like the other to him at this point. Quote: Originally Posted by Destiny Now this. This was a class she could really get into. A class that started juuuuuust a little after she had woken up and also a class that allowed her to bring the only other living thing at Hogwarts who she knew with her. Sure, her cat wasn't the greatest at keeping her company. And sometimes she didn't think it was a cat at all. But, the nice shopkeeper who sold the creature to her had assured her it was indeed a cat, and well, there they were. "Hello, Professor!" Flora smiiiiiled at the man before turning ever so slightly and gesturing towards the cat who was dangling limply under her arm. "Is it okay if my cat is broken?" Blep. Er…. Something was wrong with that cat, William was sure of it. "Hello," he replied to her, no smile needed, as he was mostly focusing on the attributes of her pet. Why was its tongue out? Was it part Siamese? Were the eyes always this vacant? He was tempted to boop its snoot to see. "We'll fix it," he answered the girl regardless. Maybe it was broken because she was carrying it around like it was a hog??? Quote: Originally Posted by Nordic Witch After lunch Cole headed down to the fenced in grassy area for the first CoMC lesson of the year. In his right hand he held a safe grip on his cat carrier where his cat Elena was meowing a little unhappily from inside. He had woken her up from a nice nap on top of his pillow in the lion dorms, before he had put her in the carrier. That they got to bring their pets to class was awesome. Professor Williamson seemed like a cool professor, but the lesson would show more of how he was as a professor. Things seemed promising though. Coming down to the fenced in grassy area with the obstacle course and with many kneazles walking about Cole firstly turned his eyes and attention to their professor, flashing him a bright smile. "Good afternoon Professor Williamson. I hope it’s okay if i keep my cat in her carrier until the lesson starts? I'm not sure if Elena will like all the other cats and kneazles." He had only known her for a week so he was still learning her personality and likes. Going over to an empty hay bale after giving the obstacle course a glance over, Cole took off his backpack and placed it on the ground. Taking a seat on the bale, he placed Elena’s carrier in his lap as he waited for class to start. "Good afternoon," Gryffindor, another Gryffindor. William swore they traveled in threes. "Sure, that's fine." He hadn't, uh, considered this trait about cats, being more of a dog person himself, but...well, the cats had their use for later in the lesson. So. That reminded him to poke the crate he was now leaning on, but it didn't make a noise. All was well, then. Quote: Originally Posted by PhoenixRising She didn't have a cat; that was her sister. The only pet Carsyn had was a Mongolian Gerbil that she had gotten at an adoption fair like two years ago, which was currently curled up in a ball in her robe pocket. The obstacle course her eyes fixed themselves upon arriving to the creatures lesson that afternoon was one that Carsyn quickly realized wouldn't be suitable for a gerbil, unless she wanted to lose it. The Creatures Professor was tall and easy on the eyes, to which Carsyn only hoped it would improve her attention span in the class. Acceptable wasn't bad, but she had hoped for at least an E. Kneazles though....interesting. Would Cleo be safe? Reaching her hand instinctively into her robe pocket, she coddled the gerbil feeling it quiver beneath her fingertips. Perhaps leaving it in its cage in her dorm would have been wiser. "Good afternoon, Professor," the prefect stated, glancing down at one of the kneazles that found a comfortable place curled up by her feet, as if sensing the quivering small mammal she had in her pocket. If Williamson knew that the Gryffindor prefect, of all people, was carrying around an illegal pet in her pocket, he most certainly would have made her surrender the gerbil to the animal in the cage. It probably would have placated the beast. As it were, he eyed the girl and whatever she was touching in her pocket, and returned her greeting with a cool nod. Quote: Originally Posted by hjhm Jillian didn't really mind eating a lot for lunch. She settled for a sandwich and hopped over to the creatures class, a favorite of hers and upon entering the place it became 10 times more. She saw the mini obstacle- she figured they were going to deal with a creature as per usual and to her surprise they were cats or well, kneazles. One for every student? Like a giveaway for coming to class, yes? She is definitely here to enjoy. A smile formed on her lips as her eyes wandered around, spotting the professor. Mr. Williamson right? "Hello, Professor" she greeted with a smile. And cue the adorable kneazle that brushed against her right leg. Obviously she has to take it .... Wait! Are they allowed to keep these after class? At least the Head Girl (from the best House) didn't appear to be up to anything. "Hello," he returned her greeting more cheerfully than the previous student. Hello hello and welcome. Quote: Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 Claudine made her way down to the grounds for the scheduled CoMC lesson of that day. Having no pet kneazle, she, of course, could not have brought one. In any case, she reasoned that at least one would be provided for whatever the lesson called for. "Good day, Professor." She gave him one of her famous intense gazes before moving to find a seat, bearing in mind the crate in their presence. Normally, she would sit by herself but today, for some reason, she chose to sit with Nem. There was something about his bubbly personality that would be good for her. "Hi, Nem,'' she said, choosing a stump right next to his. "Had a good lunch?" Also... interesting obstacle course there. "Good day," William greeted the quieter student with the big stare. What? What did he do? He hadn't even done anything yet. Quote: Originally Posted by Anna Banana ISLA. WAS. SHOCKED. This whole 'sneaking a kneazle into Hogwarts without permission' was turning out to be easier than she thought. The professor himself was even holding a lesson on them, and he had even encouraged the students to bring them along! EASY PEASY! Nevermind the fact that Isla still hadn't formally asked for permission to have her kneazle here at the school. She'd brought along Maleficent anyway. Maybe this new guy ('Friend of Schmoe', apparently) would just think he'd given the go ahead! After all, any friend of Schmoe's would probably just go along with whatever, right? "Hello, Professor!" she said, and she gave the most nonchalent 'hey, how you doin' wave she could. Then she moved off to the side, by her super awesome third year crush Blake, and waited for class to begin. "Hey, Blake!" she greeted. Ahhhhhhhhahahaaha. Somone actually brought a kneazle to class. William had certainly developed a darker sense of humor after living in the dark for half the year and alone for all the rest of the time. When he'd said students were welcome to bring their cats to class, he really did mean it. But the kneazles? That was just a trap. All the kneazles would have to stay in the barn AFTER class. "Hello," he greeted the girl, and her black kneazle. "So what's her name?" The cat, not the girl. He'd figure out her name shortly. And, "You haven't been keeping her in your dorm, have you?" He almost felt bad for Piers, y'know, ha ha ha ha. He should get her Head of House to search her dorm for contraband now. Silly Slytherin. Rule-breaking is for Gryffindors. Quote: Originally Posted by Bazinga After mirroring her mother last night, Chloe was interested in this lesson. Her mother was going on about how all the girls adored him when she was at school, but what she enjoyed were his lessons. So if her mother enjoyed the lessons, Chloe thought that this might actually be interesting. Heading down to the grounds with Teacup following behind her she reached the class and looked around. Deciding it might be better to hold her cat she reached down and picked her up. "Hello Professor.. I umm.." Well this was a bit more awkward than she thought it would be. "I was mirroring my mother last night and said about the new professors, she was excited to hear you were back teaching. " With that Chloe turned and headed for a seat not even saying her mother had said hello or anything. She did however try to figure out his age, because how young was he when he taught if the girls were all about him? She just didn't see it. "Hello," he turned his attention to the next student, who...who….great. She was the child of one of his former student. Awesome! Being this old rocked! Totally! "Tell you mum I said hi," he replied, just blushing at this sentence already. "Er, who is she though?" He really, really needed to start working on learning the kids' names. Starting….now. Quote: Originally Posted by Charely Potter Curtis was here. He couldn't help smirking at the sight of the cats around. Considering the conversation he had at the feast, it was quite a coincidence to see these cats and kneazles. Isla could stop looking like she needed to pee. As for Curtis? He was a dog person, he was raised around dogs thanks to you know who. But cats were cool too, they didn't always bother you when you weren't in the mood to give pets. "Sup Professor." He was old, but didn't look as old as his parents to escape the cool ranks. So where was Curtis going to sit, right by Chloe who he noticed was staring at the Professor. "So that's your type, huh?" He smirked. Taller with facial hair. He couldn't relate, but he was trying to grow some stubble. Trying be the key word. Look at that! One kid whose name he knew. Er, the last name, anyway. "Sup." William returned the nod without much more ado. What was his first name???? Why was remembering things so hard????? Quote: Originally Posted by GD2204 It was the first Care of Magical Creatures lesson of the year and Ewan was pretty psyched for it. A new teacher, a new school year and hopefully no detentions this year. Heading down from the Great Hall after lunch on his own as he owned no cat (Not with Kingsley in the house), he reached the fenced area with plenty of time to spare, eager to learn. Figuring that the obstacle course in front of them was for the cats or kneazles, he wandered over into the throng of the giant cats and waited for one to approach him, giving the professor a nod and a pleasant ”Good afternoon Professor. How’s your day been?” as he did so. After last year, he’d decided to make a little extra effort to be that extra bit pleasant and approachable. He didn’t want to leave Hogwarts with a bad reputation. After a minute or two, the giant prefect bent down and outstretched his hand towards a jet black Kneazle with a friendly smile. ”Hey there little guy” He had to admit, he kind of liked the little fellow. After all, he’d wandered over to him despite the fact that he was a giant in comparison. Standing up with a smile as the Kneazle nuzzled against his legs, he flashed a few smiles to some of the students he knew before heading towards Chloe ”Hey, what’s up assassin?” flashing her a grin now as he nudged her gently. He didn’t want to send her flying after all, even if it had been amusing when he’d done it in the summer. Not wanting to seem too rude, he also flashed a polite smile and nod towards the guy (Curtis) on her other side ”Hey, What’s up?” not really looking for an answer but you know, it was polite. It was always good to see a Prefect in class, especially a Ravenclaw one. They were the best-behaved students in the school, right? "Hello," he greeted the kid with a few ~~Schmoe-like~~ blinks. Wow, someone asking how HIS day was? "It's been fine, busy, you know." He had animals to take care of, pens to repair, kneazles to bribe into helping with his lesson, just the usual stuff. "Thanks for asking." Really, WWW appreciated it. And he appreciated that the kid was being nice to the voidy Kneazle. Some people could be biased against black cats, y'know? Quote: Originally Posted by Daydreamer11 Care of Magical Creatures was Naya’s absolute favorite class. She was extremely excited and couldn’t wait to get started on the day’s lesson. Arriving at the class area, she took in the scene. Oh this was going to me interesting. “Hello Professor”, she said cheerfully. Cats and kneazles. What more could they ask for. Taking a seat on a hay bale next to Cole, Naya tried to get a peek at his cat. “Hey Cole, is that your new friend?” What had happened to his rats was really sad. She was glad that he had a new pet to help take his mind off of his loss. As she set her bag down, Naya noticed that a kneazle had decided to in front of her, but not too close. He looked at her as if he was sizing her up and deciding if she was worthy of his company. Naya chuckled to herself and waited patiently for the kneazle to make his move. “It’s ok. I wont bite.” As if understanding her words, the kneazle inched closer until he was right at Naya’s feet. Was he going to be her partner for the day? "Hello," Williamson greeted the older Gryffindor girl. So far, so good with all the polite students. But it was the 'honeymoon' period of teaching, he supposed…. Quote: Originally Posted by Fireheart Care of Magical Creatures had always been a subject that Avalon didn't mind, but it wasn't necessarily one that she looked forward to either. But she was more than excited for today's lesson, because it involved CATS! Finally, she could bring Shadow to class. She had been dreaming of this day since she came to Hogwarts. Shadow was such a clever cat, but he never got the chance to show off his skills. Unlike the owls, who could at least deliver letters, Shadow didn't have much of a purpose, other than to keep Avalon company. With Shadow tucked under her arm, she traipsed down to the castle grounds, only to see some sort of an agility course set up. Were they going to be doing agility with cats? Avalon thought those types of obstacle courses were only for dogs. Nevertheless, she greeted the new professor with a friendly smile. "Good day, Professor." She took a seat on a bale of straw, keeping Shadow on her lap for now. What a floofy kitty! William was impressed by the cat, which looked well-cared for. "Good afternoon," he returned the Ravenclaw's greeting. Quote: Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy After attending Hogwarts for a year, Heath had learned that most of the professors here weren't mean and scary, but that didn't stop him from feeling a little nervous about his first lesson with the new COMC professor. It always took him some time to warm up to people he didn't know, but so far, this lesson made a great first impression. Any lesson that let him bring Rey along was okay by him! Normally the little gray bobtail cat would've been bounding along the path at Heath's side, but he decided to play it safe and keep her in her cat carrier for now… and Rey was NOT happy about it! The cat kept pawing at the bars, meowing loudly (though Rey's meow sounded more like a high pitched Meep!). "Hello, Professor," Heath greeted, giving the man a polite nod of acknowledgment. He took a seat on the nearest empty hay bale, gently setting Rey's carrier down beside him. His eyes darted from the roaming kneazles to the obstacle course. If that was going to be used for what he thought it would, he and Rey were going to wipe the floor with the competition! Meep! Meeeep! Hey, let me out of here, smol hooman! I want to play! Wiliam hadn't thought about this much, but the pets could be a comfort to some kids. Well, for now. Hopefully, there weren't too many more kittens in the castle, he thought, because they wouldn't be much help today, even though they were pretty precious… "Hello," he greeted the kid and his kitty. Quote: Originally Posted by Samia Missa had been looking forward to this lesson. But she really wasn’t looking forward to the .... cats and kneazles part of this lesson. After all, what exactly would she learn if she ended up sneezing the entire time? Nevertheless, the brunette found her way to the fenced in area - only to go stand at a corner where the Kneazles wouldn’t get to her ..... yet. “Morning, professor,” she greeted the man, all the while totally envying how easily some of her fellow classmates were getting along with these creatures. "Afternoon," William returned the other Ravenclaw prefect's greeting. Not everyone was ready for his class, eh? Quote: Originally Posted by Watson Time was flying. He felt like he had just gotten out of the 8 am class, scoffed down lunch, and then ran to his next class. Wow- today was flying past. With how quickly things seemed to be progressing, Noah thought he was going to be a little late so he fast walked to the next class. He was fine. An obstacle course? Hmm... Interesting. He wondered what they were going to do today. Lead cats and kneazles through the obstacle course or be lead by the cool cats and kneazles? Ah yes, now time to choose a companion for this. He wished he had Jinx with him but he had left the cat at home with his siblings. His youngest sister couldn't bear the thought of being separated from him so Noah and the feline had to say their adieus.. OH? What's that? He could feel something rubbing against his leg. Glancing down he found a bright marmalade coloured kneazle who looked as if he was using his leg to get rid of an itch. He slowly bent down, holding his hand towards it, and watched as the kneazle immediately brushed up against his friend. "Aren't you friendly..." he spoke with a smile. "Want to be my partner? Can I pick you up?" The kneazle continued brushing against his hand contentedly. Noah began to stand back up and the creature looked offended that he had dared stand up and remove the hand. "Can I pick you up?" he asked before reaching down to cradle the kneazle in his arms. With a very content kneazle in his arms, he joined the rest of the students near the chalkboard. "Afternoon Professor! How's your day?" he greeted. He'd never admit this out loud, because he was tough and old and grumpy and kids didn't melt his heart like they used to, but William was always chuffed when he saw kids talking to animals. It was something he did himself, and this kid? Well he looked like a good egg so far. He'd even asked the kneazle TWICE before picking it up. "Afternoon," he returned the greeting with the smallest of smiles. Aww, another kid asking how his day was? NO. HE WAS NOT GOING TO BE SOFT THIS YEAR. "It was alright, thanks." There. Good. He'd maintained his cool exterior. Quote: Originally Posted by sarahlooo Louise was SO EXCITED. Not only did she get to bring her cat to class, but the class was being taught by her BFF/favorite ~~fake~~ uncle. Louise had been stoked when Uncle Willy had returned from his long and lame adventure in Alaska, but she had been even more stoked to find out that he was going to be her TEACHER. He would always give her A's, right? Louise walked down to the lesson, her white kitty cat chilling coolly in her arms as she approached. She beamed at the professor when she got to him. "Hi Uncle Will-" Um, oops. Louise paused. "Errr..... professor." She gave the man a sparkling smile as she stepped inside. She had better work on that, huh? In a fabulous mood, Louise found a stump to sit on and placed Lucy (her white kitty) on her lap, petting her while they waited for class to start. There were some kids, though, who knew how soft he could really be. JanJan's daughter was one of 'em. "Geez Louise," he greeted the Gryffindor with a twinkle in his eye. "Professor's good, you can call me professor." He was going to enjoy bossing this kid around, heh heh heh. Also, had she named her cat after her aunt, or….? Quote: Originally Posted by TakemetotheBurrow This was it, her first REAL experience with her mum’s FAVORITE professor ever and Cecelia was excited to see what the guy was all about. It was kinda cool that after AGES he’d returned to Hogwarts to teach and she felt pretty lucky to be one of the kids he was teaching. again. after ages. Hey, he still looked pretty great for an old guy! Good on him! ”Hi Professor Williamson, I’m Cecelia Summers.” She grinned a little, tucking some of her long golden hair behind her ear. ”Thing is, I couldn’t decide WHAT pet I wanted this summer when I turned thirteen, so I don’t have a feline of my own juuuust yet.” But she WOULD be getting some kind of pet soon. That is, when she actually made a decision about what she wanted. ”But I’ll be super kind to one of the school kneazles. Creatures LOVE me.” She nodded seriously, gave the man a thumbs up, and headed to find herself a seat. She eyed up the kneazles to see which one looked like it would like her BEST while she waited for class to start. Oh look, another kid he recognized right off the bat. Williamson was staring at her a little, suddenly nervous that he had to have some amazing lesson planned for the daughter of Ella Bishop! "Hi Cecelia," he greeted her kindly. Honestly, were all of Ella's kids this sweet? He was having a real hard time looking tough when little girls like this were being so kind to him. "That's good to hear." He found himself giving her a thumbs up in return like the big oaf he was. Quote: Originally Posted by ArianaBlack Nina was a not a fan of this class. She was, however, a fan of attending university and so sacrifices had to be made and she planned on receiving top marks regardless of any dislike for the subject matter itself. So despite her own personal qualms, she made her way over eyeing the.... obstacle course as she walked to the fenced area. She did not want to get friendly with any of the cats (and or kneazles, apparently) that her classmates had come to class with. As such, she made her way over towards the corner that Missa was currently occupying. "Hey," she greeted the ~~girl~~ her friend(?) before looking back over at the rest of the rest of the crowd that had gathered round. If Professor Williamson was expecting any sort of verbal greeting from the Slytherin, he would be severely disappointed to know that all he'd be receiving was a polite nod. Other kids though… wellp, he didn't actually mind the nonverbal greeting. Again, this made it easier for him to maintain a cool and collected persona. So yes, Miss Whoever, he sees you, and nods back. No words wasted. Quote: Originally Posted by hermionesclone Lucas didn't have a cat with him, unfortunately. Emma was the one who had a pet cat and he often played with him when he had the chance. But bringing Davies along to a lesson when the cat had already left Hogwarts alongside Emma was impossible. Sigh. So, empty handed - apart from the school bag he was carrying, of course - the sixth year approached the fenced-in area where class was supposed to be. And the obstacle course? For someone who didn't like the idea of exercising, it was weird to see him smiling at the sight of the obstacle course but that was exactly what he was doing right now. Why? Because hey, the obstacle course wasn't for him, by the looks of it. "Good afternoon, Professor," he said, quietly. He missed Nostredame. A lot. ~~The man had a very pretty face.~~ But that was something he couldn't talk about now, so he simply flashed Williamson a small smile before shuffling off to find a kneazle. Any kneazle that would have him. Did they have to choose wisely? He hoped not. Something told him he couldn't pick and choose with something like- Oh? Bending down, Lucas wasted little time in picking up the brown and grey spotted kneazle. He immediately noticed the different colours spots around its eyes, and that its eyes were almost as green as his own. Huh. Could he keep this one? For this class but, well, if they were allowed to keep them after class was over.......... Still holding onto the kneazle, he turned around and went to sit in the closest empty spot he could find. Did it matter where? Not exactly. He had bigger things to worry about. "Good afternoon, Prefect….." Uh, again, another name William would need to learn. He turned away hastily to cover his blunder by pretending to fidget with the covered cage. Quote: Originally Posted by macaroni Alexia found herself with a bounce in her step after lunch. Not only was her stomach full of food (always a plus) she just liked afternoon classes more. People were more awake and more loose. She was definitely feeling more awake than she was this morning. Although, that might have been the coffee she drank. She also might have been excited because they were working with cats and kneazles today! She had just learned what a kneazle was on the train, and they seemed harmless, enough. Cute, if nothing else. But Alexia was definitely a cat person. While she was slightly bummed they weren't starting off with something huge and ferocious, cats were also something she could work with. That most likely wouldn't bite off her hand or anything like that. Problem was, she didn't have a cat. At least there were lots of kneazles around. They looked cute, and mostly approachable. She really should have figured out how dangerous these things were or not. Wait, her Professor wouldn't let them learn while holding dangerous animals, right? They had to be safe! Speaking of Professors.... "Good afternoon, Sir!" She had on a warm smile that seemed to reach her brown eyes. She was very excited for this class. Although that might, again, be the coffee she drank. First years were also easy to tolerate, AND William couldn't feel bad about not knowing their names. "Good afternoon," he greeted the smiling girl with the pinkish hair. Quote: Originally Posted by SweetPeea First Care of Magical Creatures lesson! Yay! The third year was very excited about today's lesson because she'd noticed that it listed to bring your pet cat or kneazle, so she was the MOST excited to be able to bring her feline cuddle buddy, Astrid, (formerly known as Princess temporarily) with her. She had no idea why, but Faye was definitely not questioning it. Any excuse to spend more time with her, she would definitely take it. Soon arriving at where today's location was being held was when she was able to look at the fenced-in area, raising an eyebrow very curiously as she examined the...obstacle course? Huh, interes-OH WERE THOSE KNEAZLES?! She contained her excitement as she carried Astrid to find an available seat that wasn't taken yet. In doing so, she gave a polite acknowledgement to the Professor waiting for everyone to arrive, "Hello Professor, hope you enjoyed your summer..." Making sure not to fall over or drop Astrid, the redhead settled down waiting for the beginning of today's lesson. Another kind kid… heh. "Thanks," he responded to her greeting. "I did." Well, there had been the new job and the moving continents and everything else… but those were all good changes for him. So far. Quote: Originally Posted by keepmeclose22 Yay.... Care of magical creatures. One of the few things Dylan hated was animals. Well, it wasn't that he hated them it was just that they always seemed to hate him. Even his pet owl, which his family has had for years mind you, didn't care much for him. But of course his mother insisted that he take this old creature. It had gone to Hogwarts with every one of his older siblings. Dylan had told her a thousand times over that it was too old to deliver letters, but of course he was too young and didn't know what he was talking about. Which all of that basically boils down to Dylan not having a cat to bring to class today. Thankfully there were little Kneazles roaming around. He nodded to the professor, curious as to what was under that blanket, and wondered over to the area of kneazles. He knelt down and tried to get any of them to come up to him, but none were biting. They all took one glance at him and turned away, as if he smelled like a dog. Getting up after a few minutes he looked around, suddenly feeling very nervous. There were a lot of different kids, many of whom were not from his house. It wasn't until his eyes landed on the pink haired girl he met earlier did his nerves calm down a little bit. At least she was a friendly face. He walked over to her and smiled, not feeling up for talking. Large crowds made Dylan nervous. There were many times he would get lost when out with his family. There were six kids in total and he was the smallest at the time. Which was a recipe for disaster every time. Once they were at the zoo in London and they had forgotten about him in the bathroom, and he'd spent 45 minutes crying by the tigers. Now that he thought about it, maybe that's why animals hated him. He had one instance where he cried and it was like every animal afterwards could sense his fear. Some kids probably shouldn't be forced to take Care of Magical Creatures. Was this one of them? William watched the cautious Slytherin, who didn't greet him, but it didn't bother him. He wasn't the most talkative man anymore either. Quote: Originally Posted by siriusblackliveson Ick to being outside with the animals, but her mother insisted. She kept saying that she needed to branch out and try to get a bit dirty every now and again. She had learned after last term wear the older worn out robes so if they get dirty it's not ruining them or your favorite shoes. Carrying her black cat Sir Snuggles (thanks seven nine year old self) she kept looking at all of the other students... and their professor. What exactly were they doing today? Moving closer into the circle she saw her housemate (Alexia) and a slytherin boy (Dylan) talking to her. She nodded her head before swerving off to the side so she can find an empty hay bale... ick.... to sit on. Smiling she turned toward their professor, "Hello Professor." Seriously were they about to have cat races or something? Sir Snuggles would not like that. She also really needed to give Sir a new name. Well that was a cute cat. "Hello," William returned her greeting. "What's your cat's name?" Oh, well he could have saved that question for later… Quote: Originally Posted by Optimist.Prime Islay fixed some of the cats with a hard stare as she came closer to them. ”H-“ she began to speak but her eyes just widened at the Professors face, hadn’t she seen his face in that yearbook her aunt had shown her when she’d met her that summer? she wondered for a minute before shaking her head ”good afternoon Professor Williamson” Naya and Cole got kind smiles as she made her way ato find a seat. Oh, the kneazels were cute. Reaching her hand down she pet one as it brushed against her leg. “hey cutie,” she said the words to the cat as she took a seat near Noah. He was almost used to the staring because Willy could give a good stare back. So he did. "Good afternoon," he returned her greeting and her wide-eyed look. Maybe he should've made the kids make name tags? Egh he'd probably forget to look at them though. He learned better by listening. Quote: Originally Posted by Mell Okay so Magical Creatures was not exactly Drew's thing but neither were the other elective classes so he had put all the names in a hat and this was the class that he had extracted. So here he was and without a cat. "Afternoon Professor." He said in greeting as he made his way into the group. He may not know a whole lot about animals but the one thing that Drew did know was that it was better if the animal picked you and not the other way around. So he stood still amongst the wandering Kneazles until a grey and white one rubbed against his leg before lying down at his feet. Apparently this was the one then. "Afternoon," he greeted one of the older students to class, a boy who looked full-grown, honestly. But that was good. They might need some muscle later. Quote: Originally Posted by Cassirin This was the first time that Phoebe was allowed to bring Beans to class, and she was delighted by the opportunity. Beans was going to show everyone what a good little kitty she was, even in a room full of rogue kneazles with their magical abilities. Y'know what Beans could do that none of them could do? Throw up entire socks, that's what. "Hi, Professor. This is Beans," Phoebe waved Beans' little paw at the man to show him those picture perfect toe beans. That's where she got her name. Perfect little Beans. "And she is perfectly legal." Ahem. Beaaaaaaaaaans. Heh. William found himself smiling just the TINIEST BIT at the Gryffindor and her floofy cat. "Hi there, and hi Beans." He actually waved back at the cat's paw. WHY DID THESE KIDS HAVE TO BE CUTE? And of course Beans was legal; she looked like an ordinary cat. He appreciated that. Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie To say the Slytherin was having a miserable start of term would be an understatement. There was a dark rain cloud of salt pouring down over him everywhere he went and no class was a firmer reminder of this than Care of Magical Creatures. It had nothing to do with the professor's personality (okay...maybe a little) nor did Eiji find the man inadequate at his job. It simply was the 17-year-old perpetual state of being and aesthetic, as some would describe it. Professor Williamson also was a reminder of the seventh year's failure to his bloodline, not that he was thinking about THAT as he stepped into the area with his jaw already set and offered the man a curt nod before moving over to collect himself a creature of the day. He could only imagine how love struck Rebecca was looking right now too. Eiji's choice of pet was a hairless rat, so of course he did not own a cat or a kneazle and he gave his selection very little thought as he scooped up the nearest one to him. Which just so happened to be a rather large black cat who purred immediately, was essentially an affectionate potato, and drooled. Well...at least the cat matched the color of his soul: black. Yes. ~~James~~ Eiji Rasting was being dramatic. Lugging his furry burden over towards Missa and Nina, Eiji sighed. "Hi." Ah, he'd been wondering if Kurumi's kids were going to come to class. "Hi, James," he greeted the reluctant Slytherin. "What, you can't say hi to me now?" Yes, he was going to use his perfectly adequate, legal name, if only because the kid looked so sour before class had even started. Merlin. Quote: Originally Posted by SilverTiger It wasn’t usual for Gwydion to be allowed at lessons, but Carys was certainly not against bringing the Abyssinian along as she’d headed to CoMC after lunch. She’d just had to make a quick stop at the common room to collect him, and for once he’d let her carry him as they’d headed outside. Not only that, but she had been entertaining herself with imagining what Eron’s expression would be as he saw the sheer number of felines gathered. Plus, there was a moment of wondering if her sister had Cleo with her, but she knew Carsyn would keep her gerbil safe. Just as she knew she’d make sure Gwydion was on his best behavior during the lesson. Her little warrior ought to know better by now anyway. “Good afternoon, Professor Williamson,” she had said as she’d settled onto an open haybale, settling Gwydion on her lap. Willy turned his attention from the grumpy Snake to a cat-laden Hufflepuff prefect. "Good afternoon," he greeted her kindly. Annnnnnnd now that she was sitting, he checked his watch and then looked up for any last-minute stragglers. Quote: Originally Posted by Uncle Moose Mark knew only a little bit about this Professor from his Father's time at Hogwarts....something about a Baby Dragon, or a Dragon Lady. That didn't matter. What mattered now was the lesson at hand. Mark came into the area looking around at all the other students holding cats or kneazles or some cross-breed of the two maybe? He didn't have any of those. If he could of he'd have transfigured Tank to be a cat but his Big Beetle was being oddly uncooperative this morning worrying him a bit. So so the Teenage Ravenclaw moved toward a hay-bale and took a seat sitting beside Carys nodding toward the Care of Magical Creatures Professor. "Afternoon, Professor Williamson" he spoke as one cat suddenly hopped up beside him and began to paw at him as if he wasn't fed. If Mark knew one thing about Cats it's that they were in fact fed. He gently lifted the cat up and looked at it. It was a Fluffy Golden Orange colored cat...."Uh hello Roger?" Sounded like a good enough name to him. Was this cat even male? Ah, here was one now. "Hello," he greeted the lad. Good, good he was getting a cat. Okay, that was that. NOW it was time to begin. So, now that everyone appeared to be settled and bonding with a cat (or kneazle), it was time to officially start the lesson. William picked up a bag of kneazle treats, rattled it noisily to get all the animals and their humans' attention, and then stepped forward into the center of the area to begin. "Right, so as you've all seen, we have some cats and some kneazles here today, and maybe some other animals as well." William didn't glance at the covered crate but he WAS thinking about it. "On the topic of cats of all shapes and sizes, please tell me what you already know about magical or mundane cats? What kind of care (and CAUTION) is required of these animals? If you brought a cat to class today, how do you care for it? Do some breeds require special care? As you answer, please, uh, tell me your name, and your pet's name, and don't be afraid to build onto each others' answers. If I like your answer, I'll toss you and your feline a treat." Just a little incentive to get them going and to keep the cats settled (for now). OOC: ONE answer per person though, as the options here are pretty limitless! =D we'll move on in ~18 hours idk. __________________ yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind