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Grabbing the young boy's hand as he jabbed his wand around, Marcus chuckled at his enthusiasm. "Yes it went very well, thank you Cy. And how was your summer?"
Ah it seemed the lad did not know about the position change. Would it be mean of him to pretend that he was still the DADA professor? It took Marcus a few good minutes to decide that it probably was but man he was tempted. "Well I'll be glad to see you in class young Cy but I am not teaching Defense this year."
Cy eyed the professor with a grin as he stopped his slightly hazardous wand movements. "Good news, sah. Mine went awesome. My pop's is working a dragon reservation in Australia now. Stayed the summah' ova' there." Crazy place that was, it bit boring, since he was just about the only underage wizard.
But Lawson's next few words made Cy's jaw ~drop. "No way!" His brown eyes grew to the size of tennis balls. Without Lawson... THEY WERE ALL DOOMED. "Ah' we in good hands at least?" The young Aussie's left brow shot sky high.
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"'Kay, bbuh-beater-pants," Jake said casually. Wooo, new name! Jake had to press his lips together to keep a straight face, and he looked down, clearing his throat to disguise any giggles, the blond hair falling straight back into his eyes. Really? It was being annoying already?
At the mention of Kazi being sick, Jake felt a horrible fear go through him and he wasn't quite sure why. He never consciously felt safe around the man but on the other hand... he'd been there when Jack had bullied him... and... well, tough but fair. Plus, Jake NEEDED Kazi to be here so they could... talk.
HA! Dying whilst climbing... no way, dude. "I duhh-don't die," he said, laughing at the mere idea of it. He'd not died whilst climbing before, so that definitely wasn't stopping him. Nosiree. "The llllesson fuhh-finished an'... an' it wwwwas at tttthe end of tuhh-term... Had ttto p-p-pack an' didn' gggget a ch-chance to ggggo back." They had just been DISMISSED from the class.
Evil.
Hmmm, wow. Ema didn't look happy. And what she said about not trying anything stupid... made Jake think hard. He had a feeling he'd already sone something stupid... a while ago. Still, he gave a humourless laugh that wasn't supposed to be humourless at all. "Me? Sssuh-sometttthin' sssstupid? Nah," the boy joked, trying to catch Ema's eye again... because he didn't like the fact that she felt unsafe. Or... whatever.
Beater-pants sounded awkward. Ema cast a glance at him, shaking her head. She could see a little TINYYYY smile creeping into the corners of his mouth, but he was doing a very fine job concealing it. Seeker-pants seeker-pants SEEKER-PANTS!!!!!
'I don't die'? Ema thought, looking at him as if he were a stranded duck in the desert on top of a giraffe which wasn't supposed to be there, who was just chillin with the cactus. "It's the Whomping Willow, though," she said, thinking she would remind him of this. Jeesh, did this kid have a death wish? Unless he was immortal, though Ema highly doubted it. She opened her mouth to say something more but stopped herself. If he tried to climb that thing he would most likely find out himself. Unless he had some knowledge of a tricky stunning spell, which was wayyyyy too unlikely.
Ema's head jerked back up at the sound of the laugh, but she covered her surprise up with a sip of her goblet. The laugh was too...laid back? No. Guilty? Maybe. Nervous? Possibly. Maybe he was trying to just make her feel better. She shrugged. "Okay." she replied, glancing up at him quickly and meeting his eyes for a second before deciding to pretend to look for the basket of bread. When she didn't see it anywhere she gave up the search and decided to examine the Hogwarts decorations above them.
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She chuckled at the image of Emalyn's poor little brother covered in band-aids. St. Mungos? "Oh yeah, I can imagine that... It's gotta be crazy over there..." She glanced at her friend, thinking that comment might scare her off and mentally slapped herself. "But you know, it's gotta be way way cooler and more interesting that a couple of bruises... Or Quidditch faints. Hehe."
What would she want to do? Hmmm."I'm not sure... Ofcourse, Quidditch would be so awesome, you know? But... I guess something exciting. Like...Errr...An Auror." A smile spread her lips. "But...yeah. Who knows. Could you imagine youself being a teacher?"
Ema cringed. She liked the idea of being a nurse/healer, but all that blood...all the chaos. Hopefully, if she did persue that idea, she would be trained in all areas and get used to it all. She nodded, giving her friend a smile. "Definitely more interesting."
Ema beamed. "That would be great!!" she said, then she thought about it. "Although...well, an Auror is kinda dangerous...isn't it?" she bit her lip. She wouldn't want Miranda getting in trouble. But it was a cool thing to do.
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Again from underneath the table, seeing as now a prefect was sitting with her Allison pointed at the new paper plane and under her breath once again said, "Wingradium Leviosa." She had no idea if it was okay to do magic during the feast, but she didn't see a problem with as she was harming anyone.
SPOILER!!: Arya or Anastasia >:P
Yo! Allison again,
So much to talk about. I've met some new people, and one person I'd love for you all to meet! I'm having fun, as of right now. How are Tegan and Perseus...wait never mind, are they even allowed at the table? Wait, I think so. Oh noes, I'm confused! Anywho, how goes it over there? Can't wait for classes tomorrow, maybe we'll be in the same ones! Remember, we must look at the entire campus together!
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P.S. Did you all hear the Headmaster's speech? I'm starting to think this ain't a school. I think this a place for crazy people. Arya, Anastasia...are you all medically ill? Because, I don't think I'm crazy, but I'm starting to doubt myself.
With hurried quickness once again, the plane flew towards the Hufflepuff table and began to poke Arya and Anastasia on the shoulder, hoping either would pick it up.
At first she thought Charlie was taping her shoulder she reached up and placed him on the table. But when taping didn't go away she reached back knowing already what it was. She glanced quickly at Professor Lawson before opening the note to read. She stiffled a laugh while finishing the note, she glanced over to Allison who was preoccupied with other Ravvies. Arya read the note over again before passing it to Anastasia. Writing another note she folded it into a crane and was about to send it over when she remembered the Professor. Can we do magic in the Great Hall? She glanced from the Professor to the paper crane in her hand. She didn't want to get in trouble and probably lose house points before classes even started.Looking back to the Professor she sighed, unsure of what to do.
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Georgiana chuckled hearing Nunaully, "And we love you too Nulu!" she replied with a smile, she was sure Ema did too. How could someone not? Nunually was just too cute! Hearing her question she tilted her head, "Well, Slytherin isn't too bad. Sometimes some people in their house can be rude, but Kay here," she smiled towards Kay, "has a good friend from Slytherin so they can't all be bad!"
She laughed and waved back to Rex. "And I appreaciate having you as a close friend Rex. Thank you for the invitation to join Magical Five! I can't wait to meet the others!"
Nunually smiled and looked down. She wondered what the sorting hat meant by having a passion and talent? And it had also said something about sibling. I have a sister? Maybe even more than one he said maybe the hat was playing with me
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"How did you find out that you were allergic to rabbits and pineapple?" Ema wondered. She smiled happily when Nunually said that she reminded her of her mother. As long as she didn't blow any houses up she was fine with that. Ema listened to her story and laughed. "That musta been a shocker." she pictured a nice family dinner until Nunually bit into the pumpkin pie. "I love you too!" she gushed, swallowing her mouthfull. Aww, Nunually was so nice and cute and...well, squeezable. A kitty!!
She looked up nervously as she heard Nunually choking on her broccoli. "You okay?" she asked, peering at her. Then Ema looked over at the Slytherin table. "They're okay...I don't know too much about them. I've met a few kids from there that are nice, though." she nodded approvingly in the direction of the Slytherin table. "They used to be thought of as mean, but obviously, as time went on they weren't anymore. After all those 'dark ages' and stuff." Ema looked back to Nunually. "Why?"
"I'm okay forgot to chew." she said and Nunually shook her thoughts away and looked at Ema and began to reminisce, "Let me see well we were at the zoo and the girls knew I was allergic to pineapple, no wait I should begin with the pineapple one first." she took in a deep breath and started. "I tried out for the talent show, a girl had asked me to help her out as her back up, suddenly we were in the talent show we passed the auditions anyways on opening night, the girl decided to not show up, and everyone was upset with me thinking that I had done something to her so after the song was done and I accidentally won the girls were not happy about it at the end of the show people began to throw fruits, such as tomatoes, potatoes mangos and pineapples. Now these fruits did not have their skin they had been cut and served to the guest. Well as one fell on my face I began to break out quickly and I was sent to the hospital, the school payed the bill since they did not stop it, ad it appeared no one wanted to stop it, even the teachers were afraid of me." she looked depressed now, "This takes us to the rabbits." she said and closed her eyes. "I was stuck one day with a group of girls who seemed to hate me the most at the school and one of the girls bought pineapple and began to chase me with it, so I tripped closed my eyes and waited for the girl to get me with the pineapple, I am deadly allergic to that one. So when I opened my eyes, I wasn't were I had fallen I was inside the cage were there rabbits suddenly a rash appeared and I couldn't breath I got out and passed out, I woke up in the hospital with mommy hugging me so tightly that I couldn't breath, I had been there a week." she said and sighed. "And that is the story about allergies." she said quickly. As she listened about the allergies she thought for a while. "How long ago?" Siblings.... Siblings.... Siblings....... Siblings.......... Siblings............ Siblings............... Siblings.................. The hat said I have Siblings....who like my parents were in Slytherin...
She thought
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Emily looked up as another first year girl sat down next to her. Yes, Emily had remembered seeing her on the train before. "Im Emily Stryker." said Emily, and smiled gently at her. Immediately, Emily felt that she could open up to Nana, which she ever rarely felt when meeting someone.
"Nice to meet you Emily Stryker." she said smiling. She repeated her name so she would remember "Emily." she said and then looked at her. "Sorry, I always repeat a name of someone who I meet, so I won't forget their names" she said happily and looked at her. "I'm a firsty are you one as well?" she asked nervously.
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"Didn't you go to the food trolley with him?" Ryder inquired? He started piling food up on to his plate. He was so hungry, and his mind kept going back to how good Hogwarts food was. Chicken, rice, orange juice were all pretty good, and so he poured himself a drink, and added the other two to his plate.
The Food Trolley? Oh! "Oh yeah we did!" Miranda smiled, but she still looked confused. "But, why are you acting like it's a big deal?" Ryder was one of the few normal boys she had met here at Hogwarts, she dearly hoped he wasn't starting to get all...boyish on her.
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Ema cringed. She liked the idea of being a nurse/healer, but all that blood...all the chaos. Hopefully, if she did persue that idea, she would be trained in all areas and get used to it all. She nodded, giving her friend a smile. "Definitely more interesting."
Ema beamed. "That would be great!!" she said, then she thought about it. "Although...well, an Auror is kinda dangerous...isn't it?" she bit her lip. She wouldn't want Miranda getting in trouble. But it was a cool thing to do.
"Uh, yeah I guess..." Miranda's eyes fell on the ex DADA Professor, and she remembered the little talk they had had. Lawson had lost a dear friend during his Auror career and ofcourse that thought had crossed her mind. But the curiosity and the excitement of being an auror in the midst of all that action won over. "But, it'll be like a healer...we'd help people get rid of the bad guys." That sounded better, yes?
"If you became a Healer, what would you be working with? Because there are different paths you can go right?"
Now that Evelyn's stomach was no longer filled with butterflies, she realised how hungry she was. That Chocolate Frog on the train had done nothing to fill her up. Looking at the dishes that were near her, she couldn't see anything she liked the look of. But further up, out of her reach, was a plate of delicious looking Cornish pastries. "Excuse me? Could someone please pass those pastries down, please?" Evelyn's voice wasn't much louder than a whisper. They're all chatting loudly to their friends, Evelyn. They're not going to hear that."Excuse me?" Evelyn repeated, a fraction of a decibel louder.
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The Food Trolley? Oh! "Oh yeah we did!" Miranda smiled, but she still looked confused. "But, why are you acting like it's a big deal?" Ryder was one of the few normal boys she had met here at Hogwarts, she dearly hoped he wasn't starting to get all...boyish on her.
Why did she have to look all weird now? She always was always so level headed looking and not many things that he said confused her. Why now? Did she or did not go to the food trolley with Brant? There was something about him that Ryder did not quite like. He figured that it had a lot to do with that he was a captain, on an OPPOSING team! There right there was the problem. Brant's face looked a little like what his own face had looked like when he was first interested in Sarah. He decided that playing it cool with Miranda was probably better though, "I'm sure it's nothing, I just want you to be careful" he said.
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Now that Evelyn's stomach was no longer filled with butterflies, she realised how hungry she was. That Chocolate Frog on the train had done nothing to fill her up. Looking at the dishes that were near her, she couldn't see anything she liked the look of. But further up, out of her reach, was a plate of delicious looking Cornish pastries. "Excuse me? Could someone please pass those pastries down, please?" Evelyn's voice wasn't much louder than a whisper. They're all chatting loudly to their friends, Evelyn. They're not going to hear that."Excuse me?" Evelyn repeated, a fraction of a decibel louder.
Nunually heard some ask for pastried and nodded. "Okay, but I can't pass the stuff with pumpkin I am allergic." she said passing all the pastries that were near her to the girl who had asked for them and she smiled. "Hello, I am Nunually I saw you in the train by our compartment before we moved, you were sitting with a girl who was pretty and tall and kind of scary." she said and gave her a warm smile. "You can call me Nulu or Nana."
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Do not rush it; do not be greedy. Don’t give up, because everybody takes a step at a time. It didn’t matter how insignificant, but I wanted to be useful to others" -Aya (1 Litre of Tears) Click me I know you want to Cookie baked in Sweet Delights, by sweetpinkpixie
Why did she have to look all weird now? She always was always so level headed looking and not many things that he said confused her. Why now? Did she or did not go to the food trolley with Brant? There was something about him that Ryder did not quite like. He figured that it had a lot to do with that he was a captain, on an OPPOSING team! There right there was the problem. Brant's face looked a little like what his own face had looked like when he was first interested in Sarah. He decided that playing it cool with Miranda was probably better though, "I'm sure it's nothing, I just want you to be careful" he said.
It seemed like the two were having a sort of confused staring-contest. Miranda narrowed her eyes and looked at Ryder from the corner of her eyes. So he was going all boyish on her? Aw, nooo, he was always cool and awesome. No strange and odd like most boy at this school.
"Okay..." It was nothing, then. But... Careful??? "What do you mean careful? Did something happen? Did he do anything?" Brant looked like a nice guy, what could he have don that was so terrible? "Okay I'm really confused right now..."
SPOILER!!: This is all Miranda's own doing *shakes head* :P
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Uh oh, what's he doing. Miranda tried to make herself as tiny as possible as the boy squeezed out of his seat. Phew, it got a wee bit roomier now. Her eyes fell on his hand. What was he going to do with it? WHAT IS HE DOING! She felt herself being pulled up by the boy and she was now standing there between the two tables with a boy she hardly knew. And they were going to do what? "Oh, oh... No no. No no no no no, I don't dance...I'm just going to sit down-" Well that wasn't happening. She blushed and dropped her head so no one would see the pink cheeks. This was not appropriate for a Captain! Whatever...
Seeing dead faces?"No... Or actually I don't know. He might be." She sat up and looked at the boy like they had run into a good converstion topic. "Not alot...Atleast not in all the years I've been here." Again, this was what she presumed. Who knows if alot of students had died before she got to school. "Doddle." She made a little giggling noise and then quickly shoved a strawberry into her mouth. "Yeah," she spoke through a full mouth, "it is. But even that can sometimes not be enough." Ugh, this was depressing. Onto Happier COnversations! She shook her head and waved a hand.
It wasn't like she expected the boy to keep asking her... it was just her way of saying 'I think you're annoying. Heh. Taking another strabwerry, she just took small bites of it now. A leetle more lady like. Snort.
And there was the loudness again! She made a face at his strong voice, but a little smile threatened to creep up on her lips as he lowered his voice quite alot. His accent, yeah, she could hear it. "Are you...Scottish?" That was a scottish accent right? Oh, this was so not a good time to seem stupid. An amused smile appeared now to the fullest when she heard him sigh. Oh yea, was he starting to get tired of the little charade?
Her mouth opened to protest the insult, but his sudden movements of his head made it seem like he was having a fit or something. Her eyes grew wide but she knew all was well (sor of) when he asked. But...She wasn't going to let him have all the fun, right? "Flying professor? What makes you think we have that?" Mwahaha! Sheesh, he was really looking a bit desperate there. She would've probably be looking alot like him if she'd gone to a school without flying. Shudder.
This was IMPOSSIBLE! She crinkled her nose when his hand was far away from her, but now that it was touching her face she just let it stay there and sighed. And blushed. Dangit! She wanted to flick his hand away, but he'd already removed it. "What are you five years old??" She started rubbing her sleeve on her cheek. "Who says cooties now, anyways?" He was a child! A CHILD!
Omygosh, ew. Oh this does it. He'd better be kidding!
In a moment of pure weird annoyity, she licked her finger and ran it across Oliver's cheek. Ha!
Omygosh, he was going to squash her.
Oliver looked fleetingly disappointed. She just said she wanted him to teach her. “Oh come aaaan.” He said thrusting one finger in the air, legs apart with his hip sort of jutting out in a Saturday Night Fever kinda pose. He made a face when she sat. “You parrrrty popperrrr." He mocked and did a couple of John Travolta moves before taking his place back at the Huffie table. Was it him, or was it even more cosy than before? He turned his head and smirked at the girl. He was The Man. Oh yeah.
Ah.. so the kids didn't die often. Miranda was just having him on. So he COULD do the head's job with ease. No dead kids on his conscience... what little of one he had anyway.
“Yeah. I'm Scottish.” He replied proudly. “Where are you from?” He hadn't detected an accent.. but then he hadn't really been listening out for one either. He noted her smile and realised that she was aware of his frustration. He forced his body language to relaxed indifference and smiled back at her, his eyes retuning to their usual amused, mocking way of looking at the world. That annoying front he always seemed to put up.
The whole persona he had just build up was shattered the next second at the admition that there was NO FLYING PROFESSOR! He gulped, trying to keep the smile there, but failing and it morphed into something more of a grimace. “YOU!” Stay calm, Oliver.“You're kidding, right!?” He asked through gritted teeth. What sort of a magical school had NO FLYING PROFESSOR!? “You're having me on...” Was she? How the bloody hell had she managed this!? No one got to Oliver – NO ONE! He gripped the table in front of him in an attempt to Keep. It. Cool...
And then something really weird happened.
Oliver sprang up from his place on the bench, knocking over a couple of glasses in the process. SHE JUST WIPED SPITTLE ON HIM!
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“Are you CRAZY, WOMAN!?” She was. She belonged in St Mungo's Mental ward along with his father. She was going to pay for that. A hand reached out and plunged deep into the bowl of mashed potatoes in the middle of the table, scooping up a handful. The next second, it was smeared in Miranda's face.
Oliver guffawed loudly at her expense as creamed potato dripped from her nose. In yer face, bloody Hufflepuff.
After taking off the Sorting Hat and feeling a sense of relief that the Sorting Hat found somewhere for him to go, Sam made his way over to the Hufflepuff table and squeezed in between a couple of students where there was a place for him to sit.
Sam began looking around at the students that would be his House-mates, then he caught a glimpse of the enchanted ceiling. Were there actually clouds inside the Great Hall? Or was it a clear ceiling? "It must be a magic ceiling," he thought. Sam turned to the student to his right. "Um, hello.... I'm Sam. Sam Lockwood. I'm new here."
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It seemed like the two were having a sort of confused staring-contest. Miranda narrowed her eyes and looked at Ryder from the corner of her eyes. So he was going all boyish on her? Aw, nooo, he was always cool and awesome. No strange and odd like most boy at this school.
"Okay..." It was nothing, then. But... Careful??? "What do you mean careful? Did something happen? Did he do anything?" Brant looked like a nice guy, what could he have don that was so terrible? "Okay I'm really confused right now..."
"Nothing, don't worry about it," he said, and put his arm around his shoulder and giving her a gentle hug to try and assure her that it was nothing. He ate a few more mouthfuls of his food to pass time while he waited for her to say something.
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Nunually heard some ask for pastried and nodded. "Okay, but I can't pass the stuff with pumpkin I am allergic." she said passing all the pastries that were near her to the girl who had asked for them and she smiled. "Hello, I am Nunually I saw you in the train by our compartment before we moved, you were sitting with a girl who was pretty and tall and kind of scary." she said and gave her a warm smile. "You can call me Nulu or Nana."
Evelyn was halfway through picking up a pastry when she froze. Her expression probably said something along the lines of WTFF!? (What The Fat Friar!?).
Evelyn had wanted to find out more about the odd girl on the train. The tall, intimidating seventh year had been sitting all alone, and Evelyn had presumed she didn't have any friends. And this Nulu girl did not seem the sort of person who would be friends with that Slytherin girl. But just in case, Evelyn tried to look and sound pleasant as she sat her pastry down and said, "Yeah. Do you know her? Is she a friend of yours?"
Lysander put on a fake smile and it turned into a slight smile....
"Mine was rarely quick Proffesor...."
Lysander said openly...
"I know you must hate this professor,and I know we havent talked in the past
to get to know eachother I was wondering,if you allow me to.."
Lysander took a pause.
"If we could talk privately..because I have some thoughts i would like to share with you..."
Lysander looked at the DADA Proffesor and had a worried look..
"And if we can get to know eachother...because I usually feel more comfortable around adults rather than my own peers."
"My door is always open Lysander." Marcus finally popped the potato into his mouth and gazed thoughtfully at the Huffie while he chewed. "Anytime you wish to speak to me...about anything at all, I'll be there." Whether he could offer good advice was another matter but he sure would try.
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Arya looked up from her pie to see the professor she thought was Jake's dad heading over to her table. Charlie was on her shoulder rubbing his front two legs together while she ate. What's his name again....Oh Professor Lawson that's right! Her mouth was full of pie so she threw a closed mouth grin his way before returning to her wonderfull pie.Dessert is always better when eatin first.
Marcus looked at the young girl who was grinning at him and he gave her a small wink. Mmmm and she had pie. He sure did love pie. He wondered if she would share?
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Cy eyed the professor with a grin as he stopped his slightly hazardous wand movements. "Good news, sah. Mine went awesome. My pop's is working a dragon reservation in Australia now. Stayed the summah' ova' there." Crazy place that was, it bit boring, since he was just about the only underage wizard.
But Lawson's next few words made Cy's jaw ~drop. "No way!" His brown eyes grew to the size of tennis balls. Without Lawson... THEY WERE ALL DOOMED. "Ah' we in good hands at least?" The young Aussie's left brow shot sky high.
"Oh really?" Marcus gave the boy a friendly slap on the back, "I spent some time there myself. Actually it was part of my honeymoon. Where abouts is your pop's reservation?" Yay they could sit down and swap stories of their stay down under.
Marcus looked over his shoulder towards the staff table and at the new DADA professor. Well he wouldn't exactly say that but he didn't want to scare the lad either. "Well lets just say, the new Professor certainly knows his stuff, where the Dark Arts are concerned."
Evelyn was halfway through picking up a pastry when she froze. Her expression probably said something along the lines of WTFF!? (What The Fat Friar!?).
Evelyn had wanted to find out more about the odd girl on the train. The tall, intimidating seventh year had been sitting all alone, and Evelyn had presumed she didn't have any friends. And this Nulu girl did not seem the sort of person who would be friends with that Slytherin girl. But just in case, Evelyn tried to look and sound pleasant as she sat her pastry down and said, "Yeah. Do you know her? Is she a friend of yours?"
Nunually shook her head. "Nope not my friend but um, I don't think she liked my cat," a shiver ran up her spine as she remember the stare. "She gave my cat a stare and Jeremy was upset the whole train ride, I am a first year so I haven't really meet many people outside Hufflepuff." Nunually gave another shiver. "She scared me." she said making an adorable scared face. "I don't mean to be mean to her and I will apologize to her for thinking badly of her since I don't know her but she didn't seemed happy when she saw me." she said remembering the day in the street when she had accidently walked into her. The girl seemed to not know what personal space was. Nunually shook her head. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't say anything if I don't know your friend I bet she is nice and its just my imagination getting the best of me." she said giggling and felt like a dummy. Suddenly she heard something and looked around the table to see a boy put his hand in potatoes and put it in a girls face. her eyes widened and she looked scared. What was happenning over there. She wondered if she should get a professor or someone to help, that was a mean act the boy had done and by the looks of it or on his robe he was a slytherin.The hat said I should be in Slytherin like my parents and siblings, but they don't seem to be nice at all, maybe who ever are my siblings are. she wanted to stand up and give a napkin to the girl but she did not know what to do.
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Being as inconspicuous as possible, Marcus left the staff table and headed through the hall and made his way to the Hufflepuff table. He sat down amongst a few of the students.
"Good evening everyone. Glad to be back at school?"
He kinda wished that the holidays had gone on for a little bit longer, the time had gone by so fast and he felt as though he didn't have much of a break. But he did like being back with the kids, probably because most of the time he was a big kid himself.
Kay turned and saw her Favorite Professor. "Hello Professor, it's so good to see you." Kay said waving at him. "I hope you had a great summer." She smiled thinking of the bonfire and marshmallows.
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Lysander looked at Professor Lawson with a slight smile...
and it quickly faded away...
He Looked at the DADA Professor,and his blood swam miraculously quick throughout his body...faster...faster....faster...His blood burned like fire until it stung like ice.
"Professor,Im scared."
"Nothing, don't worry about it," he said, and put his arm around his shoulder and giving her a gentle hug to try and assure her that it was nothing. He ate a few more mouthfuls of his food to pass time while he waited for her to say something.
She was worrying, even though Ryder told her not too. This was way weird, but she was touched that he cared enough to warn her about something, even though she didn't know what it was. She smiled at the hug he gave her. "Oh, okay then. But, you'll tell me if there's anything wrong right?" She hoped he would.
SPOILER!!: Oh dear, oh DEAR OOOHOHOHOHOHOOO!
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Oliver looked fleetingly disappointed. She just said she wanted him to teach her. “Oh come aaaan.” He said trusting one finger in the air, legs apart with his hip sort of jutting out in a Saturday Night Fever kinda pose. He made a face when she sat. “You parrrrty popperrrr." He mocked and did a couple of John Travolta moves before taking his place back at the Huffie table. Was it him, or was it even more cosy than before? He turned his head and smirked at the girl. He was The Man. Oh yeah.
Ah.. so the kids didn't die often. Miranda was just having him on. So he COULD do the head's job with ease. No dead kids on his conscience... what little of one he had anyway.
“Yeah. I'm Scottish.” He replied proudly. “Where are you from?” He hadn't detected an accent.. but then he hadn't really been listening out for one either. He noted her smile and realised that she was aware of his frustration. He forced his body language to relaxed indifference and smiled back at her, his eyes retuning to their usual amused, mocking way of looking at the world. That annoying front he always seemed to put up.
The whole persona he had just build up was shattered the next second at the admition that there was NO FLYING PROFESSOR! He gulped, trying to keep the smile there, but failing and it morphed into something more of a grimace. “YOU!” Stay calm, Oliver.“You're kidding, right!?” He asked through gritted teeth. What sort of a magical school had NO FLYING PROFESSOR!? “You're having me on...” Was she? How the bloody hell had she managed this!? No one got to Oliver – NO ONE! He gripped the table in front of him in an attempt to Keep. It. Cool...
And then something really weird happened.
Oliver sprang up from his place on the bench, knocking over a couple of glasses in the process. SHE JUST WIPED SPITTLE ON HIM!
Uuuuurgh!
SPIIIIIIIIITLE!!!!!!!!
“Are you CRAZY, WOMAN!?” She was. She belonged in St Mungo's Mental ward along with his father. She was going to pay for that. A hand reached out and plunged deep into the bowl of mashed potatoes in the middle of the table and scooping up a handful. The next second, it was smeared in Miranda's face.
Oliver guffawed loudly at her expense as creamed potato dripped from her nose. In yer face, bloody Hufflepuff.
Literally. Heh.
Oh, what in the name of Merlins muddy boots is he doing!? "What is that?!" She asked him, chuckling at the way he looked with the arm up in the air and the weird way his whole body was sort of...twitching. Was he having another seizure!? Party pooper? Bah! She was NOT!
Miranda hopped back as Oliver did busted a move because she was afraid he was going to poke her in the eye or something. But then he sat down again and she sighed in relief, squeeeeeezing herself back to her seat.
The Smirk. Sigh. Who knows what was running through that curly head of his.
Ah GOOD, he was Scottish! "Oh, that's nice..." she said with a little crooked smile. And where was she from? What did he care? She ignored his question and commented on something else. "Have you seen Nessie then?" She wanted to see her. Nessie seemed like a cute beastie.
How come he could just put that wall up again, like nothing had happened? Maybe he was an actor. Either way, it was hard to read his face. But... I think it came shattering down again! Whoa, that was a sight to behold! Though, Miranda felt a bit guilty at how panicky the boy seemed...like he couldn't breathe or something. "Me?" She asked stupidly and put a hand to her chest. "Kidding about what? DO I LOOK LIKE I KID?" Her eyes narrowed and she pursed her lips, though seconds after she had to bite her lip to keep it from curling up. Okay...he wasn't looking that well... Maybe he was actually having that seizure now. "Hey, are you okay?"Uh oh."Maybe you should..."...sit down? Go sleep it off on a bench at the Slytherin table?
Miranda drew a sharp intake of breath at Oliver's sudden movement. She had to stand up aswell because of the glasses and she didn't want to get juice all over her robes and shoes. "What are you doing-" Ack! He called her crazy!? "Calm down-"
She shrieked.
Oh.My goodness. Breathe Miranda, BREATHE!
She was SO ANGRY she could cry! But, she wouldn't - because Miranda didn't cry. And he had the nerve to laugh at her!!!
THIS MEANT WAAAAAR!!!
But! She couldn't start a food fight or her badge would be confiscated! AH! THE INJUSTICE!!!
Screaming like a banshee, Miranda plunged forwards as fast as her ''little badger feet'' could take her, straight towards Oliver. A hand tried to collect as much mashed potatoes from her face and when she knocked into him (hoping to make him stumble backwards) she rubbed her hand on HIS face!
"YOU. DON'T. MESS. WITH. A. BADGEEER!"
And then she started poking him on the ribs with ther Chaser fingers. "Take that, and that AND THAT!"
"No. I'm a third year. But I'm new so I don't know anyone in Hufflepuff yet. I just moved here. Well, moved back here. I grew up in England but we had to move to Australia five years ago because of my mum's job." Even though Evelyn didn't always get along with her family, she did find their work interesting and hoped to work with them one day. She could have spoken more about her family, but she wanted to hear about Scipia too. And anyone else who wants someone to talk to, Evelyn thought, looking at the big empty seating space beside her, the more the merrier.
"Really? that's interesting. You will have to tell me after a bit how different /similar the two schools are. And if you don't mind me asking what kind of work does your mum do?" Scipia asked, "My mum is an muggle elementary school teacher...not very exciting but she like it."
"Oh really?" Marcus gave the boy a friendly slap on the back, "I spent some time there myself. Actually it was part of my honeymoon. Where abouts is your pop's reservation?" Yay they could sit down and swap stories of their stay down under.
Marcus looked over his shoulder towards the staff table and at the new DADA professor. Well he wouldn't exactly say that but he didn't want to scare the lad either. "Well lets just say, the new Professor certainly knows his stuff, where the Dark Arts are concerned."
"Indeed," Cy said with a nod as the professor gave him a good ol' swack. Honeymoon eh? In Australia? "Good choice." Cy said with a big grin, he loved the place. "The reservation is just south of Alice Springs. Barren place out thah, I miss the beaches of Melbourne. But those dragon's ah' wicked cool." His strange word choice wasn't out of a lack of respect, it was just the ONLY way the poor kid knew how to talk. Bless him.
And that was an understatement. Of course, pop's never let him too close. Unfortunately.
Following Lawson's gaze to the staff table, Cyrus frowned. "Spooky." Cy said, without even thinking. "You've taken post somewhere else then, hopefully... right?" His voice was slightly panicked, Lawson COULD. NOT. LEAVE.
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Brant walked over to the Hufflepuff table and instantly noticed "Bel" and Ryder. He turned his body alittle bit and went in their direction. Once arriving Bel didn't notice him comming so he took this oportuinty to have a little fun with her. "BOO...." he heard a scared scream and then he tryed to relax Bel. "Oh, I didn't mean to scare you Bel, Just trying to have some fun, Ya know?" he winked at her direction "Oh, Hey Ryder hows it shaken man?, Im so happy that we got here. Im soo full of Chicken right now I wouldn't mind a nap." he chuckled and sat right beside Bel, Well making some room of course.
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"Yes, not anything," he said to his friend. "Are you ready for classes in the morning?" He asked her. He was glad that he was in between OWLS and NEWTS this year. Just as everything was pretty much normal again, there was Brant. See there was something he didn't like. And no one, no one at all, messed with his captain...or little sister. "Hello Brant," he said, rather coldly with a distance tone to his voice. He almost felt bad for the boy, he would have no idea why Ryder suddenly was being distance towards him.
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Nunually shook her head. "Nope not my friend but um, I don't think she liked my cat," a shiver ran up her spine as she remember the stare. "She gave my cat a stare and Jeremy was upset the whole train ride, I am a first year so I haven't really meet many people outside Hufflepuff." Nunually gave another shiver. "She scared me." she said making an adorable scared face. "I don't mean to be mean to her and I will apologize to her for thinking badly of her since I don't know her but she didn't seemed happy when she saw me." she said remembering the day in the street when she had accidently walked into her. The girl seemed to not know what personal space was. Nunually shook her head. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't say anything if I don't know your friend I bet she is nice and its just my imagination getting the best of me." she said giggling and felt like a dummy. Suddenly she heard something and looked around the table to see a boy put his hand in potatoes and put it in a girls face. her eyes widened and she looked scared. What was happenning over there. She wondered if she should get a professor or someone to help, that was a mean act the boy had done and by the looks of it or on his robe he was a slytherin.The hat said I should be in Slytherin like my parents and siblings, but they don't seem to be nice at all, maybe who ever are my siblings are. she wanted to stand up and give a napkin to the girl but she did not know what to do. She saw that a teacher was there and she stood up and headed to the girl "Excuse me I brought a napkin would you like me to get a teacher?" she asked
So Evelyn wasn't the only person who had had an interesting experience with the Slytherin girl. "She's not my friend!" Evelyn said a little too harshly. "I mean, I tried to be nice to her and everything, but I don't know her. She just came and sat next to me. We didn't even talk much. I didn't even find out her name."
Evelyn took a small bite of her pastry. It was so hot, she almost swallowed it whole just to get it off her tongue. "I kind of hope I don't run into her again though," Evelyn babbled, hoping that didn't sound too mean, "I don't think she liked me either."
Nulu's eyes widened and she looked worried. Did I say the wrong thing? Evelyn thought.
Then Evelyn heard all the gasping coming up the table like a Mexican wave. The quite loud (and also quite entertaining) back-and-forth insulting that had been going on between a fifth year Hufflepuff and a fifth year Slytherin seemed to have reached breaking point. The Hufflepuff girl had potato smeared across her face. "Oh my gosh!" Evelyn gasped. And then Evelyn couldn't keep it in. She giggled. I hope I'm not the only one who sees how funny this is.
Kay saw Avery sitting by herself. She didn't know where they stood but she really didn't want to loss her as a friend. "Avery could we talk." Kay asked hoping that it would be alright.
"My door is always open Lysander." Marcus finally popped the potato into his mouth and gazed thoughtfully at the Huffie while he chewed. "Anytime you wish to speak to me...about anything at all, I'll be there." Whether he could offer good advice was another matter but he sure would try.
Marcus looked at the young girl who was grinning at him and he gave her a small wink. Mmmm and she had pie. He sure did love pie. He wondered if she would share?
"Oh really?" Marcus gave the boy a friendly slap on the back, "I spent some time there myself. Actually it was part of my honeymoon. Where abouts is your pop's reservation?" Yay they could sit down and swap stories of their stay down under.
Marcus looked over his shoulder towards the staff table and at the new DADA professor. Well he wouldn't exactly say that but he didn't want to scare the lad either. "Well lets just say, the new Professor certainly knows his stuff, where the Dark Arts are concerned."
Sidney found the headmaster to be not quite what she expected. She thought he would have a long beard, white hair, and weare bizarre robes and hats. The man who claims to be the headmaster doesn't act like he even knows the job. Sidney goes back to eating when one of the professors walks down the table talking. He mentions something about Australia. "Are you from Australia, sir. My mother is Australian." Sidney hates being a first year. She finds herself at a disadvantage because she not only doesn't know any of the staff, she also has no idea what the new headmaster is talking about. Students dying. Last term not being a cake walk. A DADA professor who teaches the dark arts? If Sidney didn't know better, she would swear she was at Drumstrung instead of Hogwarts.