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Hermione_loves_Ron · 09-27-2009, 07:38 PM

Admittedly, while Issy quite enjoyed the class of Defense Against the Dark Arts, she wasn't amazing at it. Good, yes. Possibly great? But to say that she rocked the class was an absurdity and some days, practical lessons made her cringe. Still, Issy could only hope that she'd master quick enough whatever it was they would be doing and she'd not make a complete and utter fool of herself.

"Good morning, Professor Lawson," Issy politely greeted Lawson as she ambled into the classroom.

As she hiked the strap of her bag up on her shoulder, she made for the seats towards the middle of the room and carefully seated herself in one, by no one she knew, though she recognized a Ravenclaw nearby. All of her friends had yet to arrive. Ahh, well. Crossing her ankles, she rest her bag in her lap as she pulled out her parchment, an ink well of lavender ink and a lovely quill with a large, fluffy blue feather. Next followed was her Defense Against the Dark Arts book and she arranged everything neatly on the top of her desk.

Curious eyes wandered around the room, wondering about the covered object on the Professor's desk, the platforms and harnesses (were they going to fly? Ooooh, she wanted to!), the perfectly aligned Statues of Armour and... butter? This.... could be a potentially weird class.

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Hermione_loves_Ron Hungarian Horntail Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: Saffron City Posts: 69,655 Hogwarts RPG Name: November {Noe} Franze First Year	Brain Twin \| MASTAH ASHURRII \| Reisdent PokeNerd \| Digifangirl Admittedly, while Issy quite enjoyed the class of Defense Against the Dark Arts, she wasn't amazing at it. Good, yes. Possibly great? But to say that she rocked the class was an absurdity and some days, practical lessons made her cringe. Still, Issy could only hope that she'd master quick enough whatever it was they would be doing and she'd not make a complete and utter fool of herself. "Good morning, Professor Lawson," Issy politely greeted Lawson as she ambled into the classroom. As she hiked the strap of her bag up on her shoulder, she made for the seats towards the middle of the room and carefully seated herself in one, by no one she knew, though she recognized a Ravenclaw nearby. All of her friends had yet to arrive. Ahh, well. Crossing her ankles, she rest her bag in her lap as she pulled out her parchment, an ink well of lavender ink and a lovely quill with a large, fluffy blue feather. Next followed was her Defense Against the Dark Arts book and she arranged everything neatly on the top of her desk. Curious eyes wandered around the room, wondering about the covered object on the Professor's desk, the platforms and harnesses (were they going to fly? Ooooh, she wanted to!), the perfectly aligned Statues of Armour and... butter? This.... could be a potentially weird class. __________________ 'Cause out of all the people I've known, the places I've been, the songs that I have sung, The wonders I've seen, now that the dreams are all coming true, who is the one that leads me on through? TUNE IN! POTTERWATCH && BOOKCLUB