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What...were they doing here?

The Headmaster straightened where he stood, prying his eyes from his documents to watch the incoming students. What time was it? Had he forgotten they had a lesson?--Evidently, as they were now piling in and the man had no idea what for.

He could've sworn this was a free period but now, glancing down at the little schedule he pulled from his pocket, he could see how inaccurate the thought had been.

They had class. How very unfortunate. The Headmaster had things to do.

SPOILER!!: Replies

SPOILER!!: Blaze

Quote:

Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19

DADA lessons had come to be the ones that Claudine hated and it was all because of Trent. Surely everyone realised by now that he had become meaner than usual? She didn’t care about constantly receiving detentions or essays; it was rather about Trent constantly putting her and practically every other student down. Hardly any response or idea was good enough for him.

Anyway, that was why Claudine hadn’t been too fussy in attending today’s lesson. Trent made her blood boil and messed with her headspace. She only came along after Heath’s gentle encouragement and the fact that he’d be there with her. The Ravenclaw knew all about Claudine's feelings and misgivings for the Headmaster.

Blink.

Why was it so dark?

With Heath beside her, she moved into the Arena, blinking rapidly to make her eyes adjust to the dimness. Trent’s usual behaviour did not motivate nor scare her into a greeting so she ignored the man. To Heath, she gestured towards a window. Claudine was going to go stand by that.

He looked Blaze over, noting she was about as enthused for this lesson as he was. Briefly, he thought to cancel the lesson. Pretend they were all mistaken but the girl had come with others and it was unlikely they'd believe they were all wrong.

No, he'd have to endure this.

SPOILER!!: Taylor

Quote:

Originally Posted by Dances_With_Potter

Ivy walked briskly into class. If she had learned anything, it was that the Headmaster did not tolerate any sort of nonsense, and that included being late. After all to be early was to be on time. As she entered the dimly lit room, she opened her eyes wider to try and see better. She had expected to be early, but just how early was she. ”Lumos,” she whispered, using her wand to light her watch. No, she was only a few minutes early... ”Nox,” she whispered again putting her wand out.

Crossing the rest of the way across the room, she moved toward the front where the stage and Headmaster were and looked around anxiously. ”Good day, Headmaster,” she said, her inflection not making it clear if it was a statement, a question, or a greeting.

"Good day." To his credit, he didn't grunt at this one when she entered. The Headmaster had since began putting a few of his papers away ~~to avoid prying eyes~~. The students were staying. He would have to find something to keep them busy.

SPOILER!!: Fox

Quote:

Originally Posted by astrocat

Ashley walked into the dueling arena. It was dark, there were dummies, it was the DUELING ARENA, Trent was the teacher, JUST NO. She was not very into this. There were so many ways it could go wrong. She took a place along the wall, fidgeting slightly and squinting. Maybe if it was dark people wouldn't notice her.

It was dark and in fact the Headmaster didn't notice when this one had entered. Granted, he also was not trying too hard to notice. His afternoon was booked. There were things he'd planned to do. Forgetting they had class, having them show up, it was all rather inconvenient.

SPOILER!!: James

Quote:

Originally Posted by Cassirin

Defense had become the absolute worst class, and Phoebe's mood soured considerably every time she entered the classroom. Every time she saw the Headmaster's big dumb face. Imagine that he had EVER been her favorite person.

And the room wasn't ready. The Headman wasn't ready. Phoebe crossed her arms and pulled up a patch of wall. She got yelled at for helping too slowly last time, but she wouldn't lift a finger to help on her own. Sit on a pinecone, Headman.

"Good day to you. Headmaster Trent." Phoebe's voice was polite but without even an ounce of warmth. Sit on three pinecones.

"James." The man replied with a nod of his head. The children were sour little things, no happier to see him than he ever was to see them. Were he another sort of man, this may have affected him but he was not and this did not.

They just needed to get this over with.

SPOILER!!: Sinclair

Quote:

Originally Posted by Fireheart

Avalon was trying to be positive about the upcoming DADA lessons, but judging how poorly the last ones had gone, she had very low expectations. The strange setup and lighting of the Dueling Arena only confirmed her suspicions that today might be another dreadful class. Not wanting to disturb the Headmaster - he looked to be very deep in concentration - the Ravenclaw made her way into the room quietly. Due to the darkness, she didn't notice her housemate Ashley leaning against the wall, but Claudine and Heath, illuminated by the light from the window, received a nod in greeting.

Another he didn't see enter.

Now being resigned to the fact they apparently had a lesson in this period, he really should've gone ahead to turn the lights on. They were staying, some sort of lesson would need to be thought up. There was very little he could do about it at this point.

SPOILER!!: James 2.0

Quote:

Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

Well........ This was weird.

And not even in the usual weird way that things were weird. This was weirder than that. Kinsay had learned not to be incessant though so she wasn't planning on pointing it out. "Hi," she quietly greeted the ~~mean~~ ~~terrible~~ ~~worst person ever~~ Headmaster as she made her way inside the dueling arena.

Kinsay had questions, but she knew better than to raise her hand and wait to be called on because whenever she did that he liked to ignore her. So instead, she raised her hand and voiced the question even without the go-ahead. "Did you forget we have a lesson today?" She was only trying to be helpful.

"Did you forget not to be incessant?" Was his only response to the Gryffindor. You'd think by now she'd learn to not talk at all unless a question was asked but James always seemed to find a reason to talk and it was usually nothing he was interested in.

Shh.

SPOILER!!: Lindsey

Quote:

Originally Posted by Daydreamer11

Naya wasn’t sure what to expect when she arrived for Defense Against the Dark Arts class. One thing she was sure of was that she was going to be on her absolute best behavior. She was determined not to get on the Headmaster’s bad side, although everyone seemed to be on his bad side these days.

Entering the arena, she took a look around. The atmosphere did not give her a positive feeling. “Hello Headmaster”, she said, as she looked for a good place to ~~hide~~ stand. Taking a deep breath, she tried to get her mind prepared for whatever.

"Hello." His answer was short but not sharp. He was still trying to figure out what to do with these students he hadn't been prepared to see. They could write essays...

...No...no he'd have to grade those after and the Headmaster was decidedly far too busy for that.

Laps maybe?

SPOILER!!: Jones

Quote:

Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy

Heath trudged into the duelling arena alongside Claudine. The setting reminded him of last term’s bubak lesson… the one time he ever felt confident in a DADA lesson, the time when Headmaster Trent seemed to actually care about his students, the time when Heath respected and looked up to him… The memory brought all the feelings of betrayal back full force, but Heath was careful not to let any emotion show on his face. No matter what happened, he would not give Trent the satisfaction of seeing him vulnerable! More importantly, he knew Claudine needed him to stay strong.

As much as Heath hated what the headmaster had become this term, they had one thing in common - a dislike of unnecessary chatter. Instead of a verbal greeting, he acknowledged the man with a polite nod, realizing too late that he probably wouldn’t see it due to the darkness and his interest in… whatever those papers were. He followed Claudine to the window, squinting his eyes to make out his surroundings. Darkness, dummies… they must be covering another creature of darkness. A lethifold? Or maybe a dementor this time? Ooh, were they going to practice the patronus charm? Knowing Trent, he would go about it in the most sadistic way possible, but it was still useful knowledge.

In the darkness, Heath could just barely see someone nodding in his direction. Was that Avalon? Whoever it was, they got a polite nod in return.

Right, the one who came in with Blaze. He'd almost missed the boy's entrance as well--silent as he was being--but caught the moment of a dark shadow and realized there was someone else.

The Headmaster returned his nod with one of his own.

SPOILER!!: Grantham

Quote:

Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

Bernie was here, not talking, not chatting unnecessarily, not even greeting the Headmaster as she might've done once upon a time ago. She was just wearing a small frown and had her arms crossed as she silently came in, drifted over to a spot by the windows, and leaned against the wall.

WELL. Were they going to duel to the death today or what? She was expecting something like that.

And another one.

Circe.

This really was going to turn into a lesson. Just his luck. In this castle, it was near impossible to get a moment for himself. The students had a habit of....showing up. Nevermind they had a lesson planned. He had T H I N G S he needed to get done.

The stroke of 12 on the clock was the final nail in the proverbial coffin. The students had shown up for...whatever reason. It was now the new hour.

With a heavy sigh, the man eased off the stage and turned to face the students. Had to put them to work if he had any hope of maintaining his original plans.

"Find something to do, don't make any noises, I'm very busy." He began, doing little to hide his disinterest. "Go play with the dummies, have a duel or whatever else you'd rather be doing." He didn't care. They could find something, surely. Anything would do. The Headmaster turned back to his papers.

"I don't want to be interrupted. I'll find something else for you lot to do in a bit. Don't stand around doing nothing."

OOC: Hey guys!! We're officially getting this class started. Your lovely Headmaster maaaaay have entirely forgotten he even HAS students. OOPS. He's asked the students to occupy themselves with the dummies but they can do just about any other DADA related thing. Of course, they could also NOT do anything but he won't like that much. We'll move on to the first question in 48-72 hrs. If you have any questions, just give me a nudge <3

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DaniDiNardo MO & DMLE Crup Join Date: May 2012 Location: Over here! (GMT -5) Posts: 17,240 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ruth (Rae) Elliot Gryffindor First Year x12 x12	Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite ... ...... What...were they doing here? The Headmaster straightened where he stood, prying his eyes from his documents to watch the incoming students. What time was it? Had he forgotten they had a lesson?--Evidently, as they were now piling in and the man had no idea what for. He could've sworn this was a free period but now, glancing down at the little schedule he pulled from his pocket, he could see how inaccurate the thought had been. They had class. How very unfortunate. The Headmaster had things to do. SPOILER!!: Replies SPOILER!!: Blaze Quote: Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 DADA lessons had come to be the ones that Claudine hated and it was all because of Trent. Surely everyone realised by now that he had become meaner than usual? She didn’t care about constantly receiving detentions or essays; it was rather about Trent constantly putting her and practically every other student down. Hardly any response or idea was good enough for him. Anyway, that was why Claudine hadn’t been too fussy in attending today’s lesson. Trent made her blood boil and messed with her headspace. She only came along after Heath’s gentle encouragement and the fact that he’d be there with her. The Ravenclaw knew all about Claudine's feelings and misgivings for the Headmaster. Blink. Why was it so dark? With Heath beside her, she moved into the Arena, blinking rapidly to make her eyes adjust to the dimness. Trent’s usual behaviour did not motivate nor scare her into a greeting so she ignored the man. To Heath, she gestured towards a window. Claudine was going to go stand by that. He looked Blaze over, noting she was about as enthused for this lesson as he was. Briefly, he thought to cancel the lesson. Pretend they were all mistaken but the girl had come with others and it was unlikely they'd believe they were all wrong. No, he'd have to endure this. SPOILER!!: Taylor Quote: Originally Posted by Dances_With_Potter Ivy walked briskly into class. If she had learned anything, it was that the Headmaster did not tolerate any sort of nonsense, and that included being late. After all to be early was to be on time. As she entered the dimly lit room, she opened her eyes wider to try and see better. She had expected to be early, but just how early was she. ”Lumos,” she whispered, using her wand to light her watch. No, she was only a few minutes early... ”Nox,” she whispered again putting her wand out. Crossing the rest of the way across the room, she moved toward the front where the stage and Headmaster were and looked around anxiously. ”Good day, Headmaster,” she said, her inflection not making it clear if it was a statement, a question, or a greeting. "Good day." To his credit, he didn't grunt at this one when she entered. The Headmaster had since began putting a few of his papers away ~~to avoid prying eyes~~. The students were staying. He would have to find something to keep them busy. SPOILER!!: Fox Quote: Originally Posted by astrocat Ashley walked into the dueling arena. It was dark, there were dummies, it was the DUELING ARENA, Trent was the teacher, JUST NO. She was not very into this. There were so many ways it could go wrong. She took a place along the wall, fidgeting slightly and squinting. Maybe if it was dark people wouldn't notice her. It was dark and in fact the Headmaster didn't notice when this one had entered. Granted, he also was not trying too hard to notice. His afternoon was booked. There were things he'd planned to do. Forgetting they had class, having them show up, it was all rather inconvenient. SPOILER!!: James Quote: Originally Posted by Cassirin Defense had become the absolute worst class, and Phoebe's mood soured considerably every time she entered the classroom. Every time she saw the Headmaster's big dumb face. Imagine that he had EVER been her favorite person. And the room wasn't ready. The Headman wasn't ready. Phoebe crossed her arms and pulled up a patch of wall. She got yelled at for helping too slowly last time, but she wouldn't lift a finger to help on her own. Sit on a pinecone, Headman. "Good day to you. Headmaster Trent." Phoebe's voice was polite but without even an ounce of warmth. Sit on three pinecones. "James." The man replied with a nod of his head. The children were sour little things, no happier to see him than he ever was to see them. Were he another sort of man, this may have affected him but he was not and this did not. They just needed to get this over with. SPOILER!!: Sinclair Quote: Originally Posted by Fireheart Avalon was trying to be positive about the upcoming DADA lessons, but judging how poorly the last ones had gone, she had very low expectations. The strange setup and lighting of the Dueling Arena only confirmed her suspicions that today might be another dreadful class. Not wanting to disturb the Headmaster - he looked to be very deep in concentration - the Ravenclaw made her way into the room quietly. Due to the darkness, she didn't notice her housemate Ashley leaning against the wall, but Claudine and Heath, illuminated by the light from the window, received a nod in greeting. Another he didn't see enter. Now being resigned to the fact they apparently had a lesson in this period, he really should've gone ahead to turn the lights on. They were staying, some sort of lesson would need to be thought up. There was very little he could do about it at this point. SPOILER!!: James 2.0 Quote: Originally Posted by ArianaBlack Well........ This was weird. And not even in the usual weird way that things were weird. This was weirder than that. Kinsay had learned not to be incessant though so she wasn't planning on pointing it out. "Hi," she quietly greeted the ~~mean~~ ~~terrible~~ ~~worst person ever~~ Headmaster as she made her way inside the dueling arena. Kinsay had questions, but she knew better than to raise her hand and wait to be called on because whenever she did that he liked to ignore her. So instead, she raised her hand and voiced the question even without the go-ahead. "Did you forget we have a lesson today?" She was only trying to be helpful. "Did you forget not to be incessant?" Was his only response to the Gryffindor. You'd think by now she'd learn to not talk at all unless a question was asked but James always seemed to find a reason to talk and it was usually nothing he was interested in. Shh. SPOILER!!: Lindsey Quote: Originally Posted by Daydreamer11 Naya wasn’t sure what to expect when she arrived for Defense Against the Dark Arts class. One thing she was sure of was that she was going to be on her absolute best behavior. She was determined not to get on the Headmaster’s bad side, although everyone seemed to be on his bad side these days. Entering the arena, she took a look around. The atmosphere did not give her a positive feeling. “Hello Headmaster”, she said, as she looked for a good place to ~~hide~~ stand. Taking a deep breath, she tried to get her mind prepared for whatever. "Hello." His answer was short but not sharp. He was still trying to figure out what to do with these students he hadn't been prepared to see. They could write essays... ...No...no he'd have to grade those after and the Headmaster was decidedly far too busy for that. Laps maybe? SPOILER!!: Jones Quote: Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy Heath trudged into the duelling arena alongside Claudine. The setting reminded him of last term’s bubak lesson… the one time he ever felt confident in a DADA lesson, the time when Headmaster Trent seemed to actually care about his students, the time when Heath respected and looked up to him… The memory brought all the feelings of betrayal back full force, but Heath was careful not to let any emotion show on his face. No matter what happened, he would not give Trent the satisfaction of seeing him vulnerable! More importantly, he knew Claudine needed him to stay strong. As much as Heath hated what the headmaster had become this term, they had one thing in common - a dislike of unnecessary chatter. Instead of a verbal greeting, he acknowledged the man with a polite nod, realizing too late that he probably wouldn’t see it due to the darkness and his interest in… whatever those papers were. He followed Claudine to the window, squinting his eyes to make out his surroundings. Darkness, dummies… they must be covering another creature of darkness. A lethifold? Or maybe a dementor this time? Ooh, were they going to practice the patronus charm? Knowing Trent, he would go about it in the most sadistic way possible, but it was still useful knowledge. In the darkness, Heath could just barely see someone nodding in his direction. Was that Avalon? Whoever it was, they got a polite nod in return. Right, the one who came in with Blaze. He'd almost missed the boy's entrance as well--silent as he was being--but caught the moment of a dark shadow and realized there was someone else. The Headmaster returned his nod with one of his own. SPOILER!!: Grantham Quote: Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl Bernie was here, not talking, not chatting unnecessarily, not even greeting the Headmaster as she might've done once upon a time ago. She was just wearing a small frown and had her arms crossed as she silently came in, drifted over to a spot by the windows, and leaned against the wall. WELL. Were they going to duel to the death today or what? She was expecting something like that. And another one. Circe. This really was going to turn into a lesson. Just his luck. In this castle, it was near impossible to get a moment for himself. The students had a habit of....showing up. Nevermind they had a lesson planned. He had T H I N G S he needed to get done. The stroke of 12 on the clock was the final nail in the proverbial coffin. The students had shown up for...whatever reason. It was now the new hour. With a heavy sigh, the man eased off the stage and turned to face the students. Had to put them to work if he had any hope of maintaining his original plans. "Find something to do, don't make any noises, I'm very busy." He began, doing little to hide his disinterest. "Go play with the dummies, have a duel or whatever else you'd rather be doing." He didn't care. They could find something, surely. Anything would do. The Headmaster turned back to his papers. "I don't want to be interrupted. I'll find something else for you lot to do in a bit. Don't stand around doing nothing." OOC: Hey guys!! We're officially getting this class started. Your lovely Headmaster maaaaay have entirely forgotten he even HAS students. OOPS. He's asked the students to occupy themselves with the dummies but they can do just about any other DADA related thing. Of course, they could also NOT do anything but he won't like that much. We'll move on to the first question in 48-72 hrs. If you have any questions, just give me a nudge <3 __________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________ ______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.