Classroom Eleven
 

An empty classroom on the ground floor.



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Amy peeked into the classroom to see what was in it but was surprised to see it was just an empty classroom "hmmm that's odd" she thought to herself she looked around "nothing here" she thought, so she headed back out the door

Daisy walked into the empty classroom and lookd around. It looked like an oher classroom. She sat upon one of the empty desks and pulled out her sketch pad. She started at one corner and decided to slowly make her way around.

"Are you going to sketch this room?" Rex asked Daisy. "Looks like a nice classroom" Rex said to Daisy.

Amber walked into what she thought was Transfiguration. "Huh." She said, scratching her head. This obviously wasn't Transfiguration... what floor was that on again? And why was she trying to get to Transfiguration in the first place? Amber shook her head, trying to figure it all out. It was just an empty classroom... it was just there. Amber started thinking of a few ways to use it. An indoor swimming pool? No, a petting zoo!

"Yep this is the classroom I'm going to sketch." Daisy smiled as shee looked around catching every little detail. "you know what I love about drawing?" She shaded something in. "The ability to make things come to life upon paper."

"Do you want me to sit down like I am doing classwork?" rex asked Daisy laughing. " you do make sketches come alive" Rex told Daisy. "Whrn you are done sketching the school, I would love to see them all" Rex said to Daisy.

"hey rex" she told him.i can't beileve where cousin she smiled as she told him.can ask her to come to my party she ask rex.my dad and mom are having another baby i hope.

"Well if you want to sit then go ahead." Daisy smiled and said, "Yeah I could show you them all."

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Hunched over her large sketch pad, Cosette hadn't noticed when anyone had entered the abandoned classroom. Her fingers black from charcoal, she ran the black slab across the page, accenting on the dark remains it held. Blowing the few stray bits, she ran her thumb on the recently drawn line, smudging the line all over, blending it accordingly. Biting a red painted lip, she angled the picture to look at it.

She had been sitting on the stone floor for over an hour, trying to capture a decent portrait of the thing before her. Yes, she had been sketching in charcoal for an hour. Looking over the parchment, she looked at the muse she had been painting. She had conjured a single blue bell flame that was dancing around a blue rose, which had been floating in the air in a black onyx vase. Staring at her sketch, it looked the exact same, minus the colours.

Smiling to herself, she looked down to see her drab clothes. Wearing nothing more than a pair of black cotton shorts and a white long sleeve blouse, which was now half black from charcoal stains, she looked positively.. regular. Her blond hair was half swooped up in a frazzled bun and her hands black, along with a small smudge on her cheek and nose.

Getting up fast, she noticed a shadow run into the room, closing the door ajar. With the light being scarcely dim, she took in a soft breath. She had to do an ambush on whomever disturbed her peace. Running over to the ominous shadow, she pointed a wand at the back of the strangers head. "Who are you & why are you here?" She said, her french accent rolling in a harsh manner.

Smelling the chocolate so close to him now, Jack was ready to endure what he hadn’t endured in a long time; that feeling of being so happy that it hurt your jaw to smile, because you were doing to so much. Yes, chocolate was not something he should have all the time, but once in a while wasn’t going to hurt him. The only part that Jack didn’t like about chocolate was the sugar crash. The sugar crash made him sleepy, cranky, angry and unapproachable, and was also the main reason he wasn’t allowed chocolate. It was hard to stay friends with Jack if you’d come across him when on a sugar crash. However, on a sugar rush, he wasn’t that bad, a lot happier and bouncier than usual, but better than a crash. Jack was sure Savannah would love him when he was on a high with chocolate.

But Jack’s dream was short lived, as he thought he was alone. He jumped at the sound of a sharp, stern voice, causing the chocolate frog to drop onto the floor, and make a break for it. He gasped to get his breath back, but was more worried about the frog than his heart, and turned to see who the hell thought it would be funny to make him lose his chocolate like that, only by turning around, the wand that was point at the back of his head, was now pointing between his eyes. EEK. “You made me drop my chocolate frog!” Jack whined, ignoring the girl’s question, and even ignoring her accent which made it so blatantly obvious who it was, unless it was a Beauxbaton student. He couldn’t really see the girl’s face, just her silhouette and her wand which was still pointing at him, but because it was this dark, it meant it was going to be harder to look for the frog.

“What are YOU doing here? And why haven’t you got the lights on, love? I can’t possibly find my chocolate in the dark.” To be honest, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to go bother looking for it, since it was now on the floor, and God knows when the floor was last swept. He would have to deal with this girl first before going on the hunt under the desks.

" So you are going to ask your cousin to your birthday party? " Rex asked Joey. "Well, I hope your parents are having another baby" Rex said to Joey. " Now are you talking about J.J. and Katalin?" Rex asked Joey.


"Well, good I will sit down " Rex told Daisy. " Good, I will love to see them all" Rex said to Daisy.

Cosette's wand was still brightly illuminating around her, making her eyes almost water. To much bright light often led to her wanting to gauge her eyes out, it hurt so much. Raising it from between the lads eyes, she pointed it up and muttered, "Incendio." setting all the sconces on the walls to light up with fire. Turning around, after making sure every sconce was lit, she turned back on the lad. Wait.. Jack?

"Jack, what in ze world are you doing here?" She said, her accent slipping up and smoldering some of her speech. Bending down, she stashed her wand in her black lace up combat boots. Straightening herself up, she flicked away a few long wavy strands of hair from her eyes, running them behind her ear afterward. "What are you doing muddling around in an abandoned classroom?"

Wait, chocolate? He was upset over chocolate. She looked down at her feet to see an empty box of Chocolate Frogs and an escaped frog. Looking up at him with a lopsided frown, she realized she aided with the frogs escape. Woops. "Pardon moi, amour. I'm sorry I interrupted." Frowning, she walked back over to her drawing pad. Running her hand over the muse, her blue rose and blue bell flames, she conjured them away, making a pop and they disappeared. "I was simply sketching." She lifted up her sketch pad, showing the same thing she had just disappeared away. It was a good sketch, even if it was hurried.

Jack raised himself from the seat, feeling a little silly that he’d complained about a chocolate frog in front of Cosette. If he knew it was her, he would have said something a lot more seductive and alluring. Oh, who was he kidding, he still would have complained, he loved chocolate that much. Jack was indeed planning on getting on his hands and knees and crawl under the desks to look for it, but Cosette’s short made him think differently, and he’d much rather look at her than for the chocolate. He raised his eyebrow at the charcoal on her nose, making herself look like a professional, a professional who was busy at work. Had he interrupted her? Whoopsie. “Well I was .... going to eat some chocolate.” Jack wasn’t sure whether or not she knew; he couldn’t actually remember telling her. “It’s not good for me, but I love it.” Jack shrugged, and contemplated the crawling under the desk idea again.

“Nooo. It’s alright love, I see I interrupted you.” Jack began to make his way over to her, his hands in his pockets. He nodded and smiled at the picture of the drawing that she held up for him to see. So she was a woman of many talents? He sincerely hoped it all wouldn’t be wasted on a wrong move during the Triwizard Tournament. He turned to Cosette this time and gently wiped the tip of her nose with his thumb. “You must have been rigorously working.” He smiled, showing her his now blackened thumb.

Cosette smirked and rolled a strand of golden hair around her index finger, a small smile playing on her lips. For some reason, he seemed so.. different than all of her other victims. It was strange and foreign to her. Feeling his finger on her nose, she looked at the black smudge that was now on his finger. Feeling slightly embarrassed, she used her thumb to wipe away the smudge that was also on her cheek. Chuckling, she took the same hand and dug into her shorts pockets. "Well, since I aided in the escape of that wretched frog," she bit her lip and was able to finally get the thing out of her pocket. "Let me give you this." She reached her hand out to him and uncurled her fingers. In her pale white palm was a slab of dark fudge chocolate.

Smiling, she took her hand away from her hand and started to undo the wrapping. "I told you I had a secret stash imported from Switzerland. Least I can do." She nodded to his comment about her rigorous work on her picture. That much was true. She was a woman of many artistic abilities. After unwrapping it, she snapped off a small piece and brought it in between her index finger and for finger. Raising it up, she smiled and brought it a mere inch from his lips. "Care for a bite?" Of the chocolate or her, she didn't know which she was asking for.

Hmmm. It wasn't like he had to remind him. Jack had been partially distracted from the horror that was losing his frog by watching her be adorable and wipe more charcoal away from her cheek, as he had done with the nose. He frowned slightly, and turned his head to see if the frog had maybe decided to come back to him, wanting to happen; no, nothing was there, and Jack was still hungry. Turning back around, Jack’s eyes widened a little as she reached into her pocket and revealed the glowing piece of chocolate fudge. Okay, so it wasn’t glowing, but it was in Jack’s eyes, that and angels from heaven singing at the sight of it. He could already taste it. Jack refrained himself from saying ‘I love you.’, because that was not the way Jack thanked people, even pretty ladies giving him chocolate. So, instead, he pressed his hand under her chin and kissed her, and not a short or a quick kiss either, because that’s what you get when you offer Jack Riding chocolate. “You’ve just made my day, darling.” He whispered, leaning away from her and took the other piece from her hand.

He stared at it for about five seconds. He wasn’t sure whether or not to, and watching her play with her piece rather than eat it was really distracted. Jack didn’t really like himself when he had chocolate in his system; he was immature, far too happy, and sometimes rude. “I’m going to find that stash, I just know I am.” He smirked, before looking back at the chocolate. Oh, just put it in your mouth already, you wuss! Taking a bite and doing all the necessary things that you need to do when eating chocolate, like closing your eyes and going “Mmmmmm.” – all were signs of showing that you hadn’t had chocolate in a long, long time, and you missed it.

Laughing Daisy pulled out her fourth.... sketch pad. On the cover of it the number four was drawn and decorated with elegent pen strokes and different desings here and there. "So here is sketch pad four. It holds most of the grounds. About twenty different ones of the lake. A few night time pictures from my window in the girl dormitorie." She smiled. "Everything else is in sketch pads, five, ten, and thirteen.... but thoes are up in my trunk." She had about twenty sketch pads and that wasn't including the seventeen from her first year. "Go ahead and flip through it and I will incorpirate you into my sketch of this here 'empty' room."

" Well, these sketches are awesome" Rex told Daisy. " you have been real busy" Rex said to Daisy. " Mi lady, who knew that you could get done so fast with yoru sketches' Rex explained to " The Lady of Gryffindor". " I was just teasing you about me being in the sketch ' Rex laughed. " Of course, if you want to sketch me, "The Knight of Gryffindor" will not complain at all" rex smiled.

joey sits and writes a new song for her party she sings the song outloud.the first day i saw my eyes grew wide i never meet such a wondorful guy.she saw rex she do like my song so far.

Daisy laughed. "Well Rex I already have drawings of you. They are in sketch pads three, seven, and twleve." She smiled and looked down at the sketch. It needed something but what?

" Well, what a good start to your song" Rex told Joey." I can't wait for yoru birthday party to hear the finished version" Rex said to Joey. " You are agood writer" Rex smiled.

" I got it, you should sketch yourself" Rex told Daisy. " How would it work?" Rex asked her. " I think yu have enough sketches of me" Rex laughed.

Cosette had known he was a fine lover of chocolate. Even though he had told her that he wasn't entirely allowed to have chocolate, at least his mother told him not to. He had told her this while in line on the train to get chocolate. He would have gotten some if that incident with the brash and crazy Sadie hadn't interrupted. But now he would be getting his chocolate, nicely from her. A moment later he was kissing her. It had been awhile since she kissed someone. Well, Finn was the last guy, but she had been busy with studies, her scheming was put on hold. I know, she put it on hold, what was wrong with her?

Running her hands around his neck and lacing her fingers up in his hair, she kissed him back for what seemed like a minute. They broke the kiss finally and she retracted her hands from him. She was getting way ahead of herself. Smiling, she moved and hopped up on a desk, looking at him with intrigue. He was quite a character. She could only imagine what he would be like after the sugar got to his system. "How does it taste, amour?" She smiled, swishing her legs a little. They couldn't touch the ground. "If you can somehow find a way into the Ravenclaw Dorm AND through the girls dorm, by all means, I will hand you my stash." If he could, that is. She let out a small chuckle, almost seeming like a normal teenage girl. It made her die a little on the inside, but it was what she did in her scheming business.

Dais laughed. Pulling out the fake daisy, sigh, she really liked the really ones better, she placed it on the desk. "Whenever I do a self potrait I take this fake Daisy and then just draw. It's like a representation of me."

"Well, i beleive you are not fake" Rex told Daisy. Rex uses his wand and there is fresh daisies next to Daisy. " Here you go, real daisys for a real Daisy" Rex said to her." You are a very cute girl and you deserve the best and no boy you date better not know you are not cute and fun and charming" Rex explained to Daisy.