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Professor Marion Burbage
|  Goodness Gracious Heavens Above!
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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19  Astronomy would forever be one of her favourite and most enjoyable subjects! If Kittika hadn’t her heart set on a career in Cursebreaking, she would have surely chosen the path of an Astronomer. It was that fondness for the subject that led her to be heading to the Astronomy Tower a little too eagerly.
“I’m a little disappointed that the lesson isn’t being held at the usual time. Doesn’t matter though, I’m sure whatever the topic is we’ll ace it.” The words were directed to Dio with whom she was walking beside. The night sky often made her more than happy to be alive to witness such a wonder. Upon arrival at the Tower, of course the first thing the Ravenclaw did was to survey the layout of the place. Needless to say she promptly fell in love with the way the stars on the wall were shimmering.
“Hi, Professor! Good afternoon.” Professor Burbage received a wide smile that displayed Kritti’s dimples. Then she led the way towards the tables, picking one at random. “I’m in love with that,’’ she whispered to Dio, nodding towards the shimmery stars.
While not exactly directed at her, Marion couldn’t help but stifle a chortle at the comment about the time of day. After all the grumbling and yawning during the evening lessons last term, she had assumed an earlier session would be a welcome change. But oh, how quickly that assumption fell apart! Classic case of assumptions and what they made of you.!
“ Goooooood day, my dear,” the translucent Hufflepuff returned with a smile, one that didn’t quite have the dimples to make it precisely AS charming but was undeniably pleased by the praise of the room’s aesthetics. After all, there’s a certain glow one simply couldn’t experience in the evening! Text Cut: NialNIP Quote:
Originally Posted by NiallNIP Maddox made a point of coming to every Astronomy class. Not like he was missing any of his other classes, either, but he had never met a ghost before coming to the school. They're not a very typical thing to come across, even for wizards, but Hogwarts was truly crawling with them—and having one as a professor was not something he was going to miss out on. He tended to examine Professor Burbage every time he came to class, as if taking in as much visual information about her as he could would help him glean some insight into the nature of the universe.
Today was no different.
"Hello," he said as he entered the Astronomy classroom, staring up at her a bit longer than was natural as he passed, before breaking to find a seat at an empty table. He did vaguely wonder why they were having class in the day, but wasn't actually all that interested enough to think about it too long. The stars adorning the wall probably had something to do with it.
This boy.
Marion resisted the urge to click her tongue as he stared at her with wide eyes—almost as if he had never seen a ghost before! She might also, just might, be a teensy bit sensitive about her semi-translucent appearance. Thus it was unfair for her to carry a near-zero tolerance for first-years, who, naturally, would be the ones most likely to act as if they’d just stumbled into a spectral nightmare. “ Good day, Mr. Robicheaux,” she said, her voice as sweet as a sugarplum even if she could no longer properly taste them. “ AND might I SUGGEST you refrain from the gawking in the future? I dooooooooooo believe restraint would suit you better.” Her smile could have been syrupy enough to make sugar quills. Text Cut: Charely Potter Quote:
Originally Posted by Charely Potter
The nice thing about being in the Ravenclaw towers is the trip to Astronomy lessons was short. So Dio could take his time with getting ready. His sisters likely already there or following him at a distance. He also felt confident in the subject, thanks to Apapa with their nightly stargazing. It was comforting as he entered the classroom, despite it not being at night.
Dio smiled, "You know it." He looked to see Kritti's boyfriend was absent once again. "Is Justus meeting up with us later?" Since, he had a knack for being extremely late to the party as of late. He tried to not let his enthusiasm show with being by her side without him there for once.
"Hello Professor," Dio greeted. She was Professor Burbage was so sweet, but not as sweet as his friend when she looked back at him, I’m in love with that. Thank goodness his complexion and the sunrays made it near impossible to notice the light crimson flood his face as the stars just danced around her figure. "Me too.." Not realizing the true depth his words were placed in that. Was class starting soon?
Now THAT look. Oh, how it made her non-beating heart flutter—or, at least, think it should be fluttering. It was exactly the same expression her dear husband used to give her when he was still walking this earth...
Before she could float herself right through the nearest wall, Marion quickly refocused. Her eyes glanced down at her hands and then straight through the floor beneath her. Ah, yes, reality. Or the lack thereof.
“ Good day, Hen—Mr. Laramore,” she called out, flashing a smile before effortlessly floating to the other side of the room, drifting through a particularly bright sunbeam. Text Cut: Sunflower Quote:
Originally Posted by Sunflower Curious to find out why this Astronomy lesson was scheduled in the afternoon and not the regular evening, Max stepped into the classroom, feeling extra comfortable in his sneakers. Maybe some astronomical stuff was better learned in broad daylight. Or maybe ghosts were sleepier than living humans in the evenings. There was still so much he did not know about the Wizarding World - academic or otherwise - despite not even being Muggle-born. Noticing nothing extraordinary about the room to hint at what the lesson would be about, he simply turned to greet the professor.
“Hi, Professor Burbage,” said the Slytherin as he returned her smile, but not the creepy giggle. He took a seat and dropped his bag on the floor, no longer very curious about the timing of the lesson or anything about studying now that another lecture was about to begin.
The moment she passed by the closet, a sudden soberness gripped her—just in time for the next student to stumble in. “ Good afternoon, Mr. Krauss-Marshall,” she greeted, her gaze flicking to the bag he had dropped unceremoniously on the floor. It was as if he thought it was a sack of potatoes, not the repository of his academic dreams. “ I do hope there’s nothing breakable in there,” she mused, arching an eyebrow. Text Cut: Freyr Quote:
Originally Posted by Freyr Alaric adjusted the strap of his leather satchel as he made his way up the spiraling steps of the Astronomy Tower, the cool stone beneath his feet a contrast to the late afternoon sun pouring in from the narrow windows. Afternoon classes for Astronomy? That is odd. His parents had always described their Astronomy lessons as midnight affairs under starlit skies. He could still hear his father’s dramatic retelling of braving the chill of the witching hour as he mapped out constellations. Yet here he was, broad daylight with no sign of freezing winds or enchanted telescopes.
At least I will not be shivering today. He smirked at the thought.
As he reached the classroom, the golden warmth from the sunlit windows softened his steps. The navy walls, studded with shimmering golden stars, seemed to wink in welcome. For a moment, Alaric paused to take it all in. Despite the daylight, the room held its own quiet magic, a subtle hum of wonder that felt like a promise of things yet to come.
Professor Marion Burbage’s ethereal form shimmered as she floated through a sunbeam, the light dancing across her translucent edges in waves of gold. Her voice, bright and lilting, greeted him warmly as she gestured to the round tables.
“Looooovely to see you, darling. Please take a seat. We will begin shortly,” she said.
Alaric blinked, caught between the sweetness of her greeting and the high-pitched giggle that followed. The sound was somehow both endearing and mildly unsettling.
She is certainly memorable, he thought as a grin tugged at the corner of his mouth.
“Thank you, Professor,” he said politely, slipping into an empty seat near the middle of the room. He placed his satchel down and began arranging his parchment and quill in neat rows. His gray eyes drifted curiously toward the other students arriving, some wide-eyed, others chattering in hushed excitement.
Despite the unfamiliar setting and his lingering questions, Alaric felt a quiet thrill as he settled in. After all, what better way to start his Hogwarts journey than with a class full of stars, even in the middle of the day? My, my, my... the Slytherin first-years were certainly something this term, weren’t they?
“ Nothing to worry about, Mr. Ashcombe,” she reassured him, watching him settle into his seat as though he might blow away in the wind. “ Unless, of course, you have a deep aversion to physical exertion—then I suppoooooooooooooooose you could have a tiny reason to be nervous.” Text Cut: littledhampir Quote:
Originally Posted by littledhampir Elena had never seen a ghost before coming to Hogwarts. She'd known they were there, and that each house had their own house ghost. But having one as a professor was something else entirely. Elena gave Professor Burbage a warm smile when she entered the classroom. "Good afternoon professor," she greeted. And then she went to find a seat. She chose one next to some other first years. She hadn't gotten a chance to get to know most of them yet, but she was looking forward to it. "Hello," she greeted them cheerfully.
Elena found herself looking around the room, appreciating the way the sun was shining through the windows. It looked pretty that way. A sight that wasn't often appreciated in the Astronomy classroom. It made her wonder what they were going to be learning, and why it had to be at a time different than their normal class time.
If the Slytherin first-years were the gawking type, then the Gryffindor first-years were decidedly more the pygmy puff sort— friendly and full of squishy cheer. So far, they had treated her translucency with nothing but respect. “ Welcome, welcome, Miss Petrova,” she said, her eyes momentarily drifting to a stained-glass window, calculating the sun’s position relative to the moon. Seems it was almost time to begin... Text Cut: MuggleDinosaur Quote:
Originally Posted by MuggleDinosaur Periwinkle could hardly contain her excitement as she climbed the spiral staircase to the Astronomy Tower. Her heart raced with anticipation—her very first class at Hogwarts! The sunlight streamed through the tall windows, casting golden patterns on the stone walls. Everything felt magical, like a dream come to life.
As she stepped into the classroom, her eyes widened in awe. The room was breathtaking, with telescopes pointed toward the heavens and charts of constellations adorning the walls. The sunlight spilling in only added to its charm. Periwinkle couldn’t help but grin; this was so different from her old school.
“Good afternoon, Professor!” she chirped, her Scottish accent lilting with both excitement and nerves. She gave a small wave to Professor Burbage, who returned a warm smile. Periwinkle quickly found a seat near the back, still marveling at her surroundings.
She glanced out the window, puzzled for a moment. Why was the lesson held during daylight? Weren’t stars best seen at night? But then she decided it didn’t matter—she was here, ready to learn and soak up every moment of this magical experience. Hogwarts was already exceeding her wildest dreams.
As she floated away from the storage closet and back toward the center of the room, where the tables formed a neat circle, Marion nodded approvingly as Miss Paeng took her seat. “ Yes, yes, thank you, my dear. AND with that...I dooooooooooo I believe it’s time we begin.” . . . . . .
With a sigh—because being a ghost had its drawbacks, including the inability to open doors without the assistance of house-elves—Marion made asked the next student to close the door behind them. Hands on her hips, she beamed at the entire class. “ Hello and welcome to another Astronomy lesson! I DO implore you not to dwell too much on the time of day, as I merely thought it would be less dangerous if today’s activities were held in the daylight rather than at night, with nothing but the moon, stars, and the occasional moonstone glow guide you,” she explained with a merry laugh. “ Now, today’s topic is something you all feel constantly, even if you’re unaware of it. It’s that subtle, visceral sensation that’s with you every moment of every day. BUT before we get into the nitty-gritty of all THAT, let’s first dive into something a bit more abstract, but equally connected... can anyone think of a situation in daily life where something or someone moves in a circular OR repeating pattern? Please DO remember to raise your hand before speaking.”
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