DADA Class 1
 

The Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom had a slightly stale odor to it after having been shut up for most of the summer, in spite of the half-hearted cleaning attempts Tate attempted. He wasn't a cleaner, and he didn't have time to learn to be one.

He threw open the windows as he entered the classroom, opting instead to spend the first few minutes in the room tracing chalk outlines on the floor. The lines created a sort of flat maze, covering the room from the door to his desk at the front. Tate cleaned his hands on his robes before taking a seat behind the desk.

Class is in session.

Oh, yes, Defense, man! That's what he needed, no?

Treyen almost ran when he find out about class...because he had no idea. How Treyen of him. He never knew when the classes were being held, nor where.

"Good day, Professor" he said, with a smile on his face, a smile that turned into a wide one when he noticed the chalk on the floor. Interesting! He totally wondered what they were about to see today and took a seat.

Keefer skipped into the classroom, ready for the first lesson of his fourth year. Spotting both the Professor and the interesting detail on the floor, he turned to Tate looking quizzical. "Great day for Defense lessons, isn't it? I can't wait to see what all this is for," he said, gesturing to the chalked-up floor. "Have a good summer, Professor?"

Branwen was really excited to be attending her first class ever at Hogwarts. She walked into the classroom and suddenly saw the chalk outlines on the ground. She quickly moved as close to the wall as possible so she wouldn't ruin them.

Selena entered the classroom with a smile, looking forward to her first class of the day. "Hello Professor, how are you?"" she greeted. Erm... interesting smell. She looked at the ground in confusion. Ohkay... seemed like it was going to be quite an interesting class... excluding the smell which she hoped would fade soon. Selena walked over to a random seat and sat down, waiting for class to begin.

Destiny stood in the doorway to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom faced with a HUGE dilemma. She had known there was going to be a new Professor teaching since Truebridge left, but she did not expect it to be Headmaster Tate! She didn't even know he could teach!

So the dilemma of this situation..

She had NO idea what she was supposed to call him now. Was she supposed to call him Headmaster still, even though he was teaching, or was she supposed to call him Professor, even though he was still the Headmaster? All this thinking was giving her a headache!

Deciding that she couldn't just stand there all day, since no one else would be able to walk in the classroom with her blocking the entrance, she slooooooowly made her way in, still thinking of what to call him. As she passed him, she said the first thing that came to her mind, "Hiya, buddy!"

Oh look! Headmaster Professor Buddy was like a chalk ARTIST!

joey came into the classroom and sat at a desk.she saw selena her aunt.hello professor how are you today.i'm looking foward to the class.

Doing this as I watch Bones ;)
 

Evelyn was getting rather impatient. Why wasn't Destiny moving into the room? I mean, really. She had heard that the Headmaster would be the one that was teaching the defense lessons this year, and she knew that Destiny knew, but could she at least walk into the ROOM?! There was a line building up! Regardless of the fact that the most awesome professor in all history of professors wasn't teaching here anymore, they still needed to attend the lesson. Not tardy either would be nice.

Finally though it seemed that she was moving into the room. Sighing in relief, and annoyance, the Slytherin squeezed her way around her friend so she could go choose a desk, when her feet stopped in place in surprise. Woooaaah, what was on the floor? No! No flailing! Don’t step on the chalk!!

ACK!

Slamming her back against the wall, she stared at all the chalk drawing thing, debating on where to sit. Right. Now...what was up with the chalk? "Arts and crafts today, Professor?"

Enya walked in and saw the chalk lines. She wondered what the class would be about. She walked into the classroom and said, "Good Morning Professor Tate." She took a seat near August and pulled out her book and quill and ink and waited for class to begin.

Rhea stopped by the door and adjusted her tie. School was actually really starting. She walked into the classroom her book bag swinging by her side. There were quite a number of students in class already. She walked by the front so she could say good day to the professor.
"Good day Professor Headmaster Tate." She smiled and then took a seat in the second row. Her usual seat in this class, then she glanced around to see if any friends were already there.

The smile that had literally grown on Trixie's face as soon as she saw a new lesson had been scheduled, had grown even larger now that the lesson was actually starting. She may sound like a complete swot, but that was what you came to school for, to learn, and Trix was certainly willing to do so. Which explained why the Blonde had a skip in her step as she entered the DADA classroom whilst glancing round.

"Hello Prof..." Wait was it Professor or Headmaster? See now these were the things Trixie's mind could no comprehend, what it was she was supposed to call her new DADA teacher. Now that Truebridge had left *Sniff* the students had unexpectedly gained Tate as their professor. Which was amazing and yet slightly nerve wracking. "...fessor" the Slytherin continued. Should she add on Headmaster Tate as well? Just for good measures you know.

"It's great to be back, hows life treating you?" What kind of a question was that? Now she was just making random polite conversation in the middle of a lesson. You know what? She was just gonna be quiet now. The sixth year shuffled her way towards the front end of the classroom not wanting to ruin any of this chalk artwork going on, waiting for anyone she knew to come along.

Danika, in her Durmstrang uniform, of course, decided it would be of her interest to attend a Defense Against the Dark Arts class over here. Just to know how it worked, and especially to know how the Headmaster taught the lesson, surely Zitnik would be interested in finding that out.

"Hello, Headmaster Tate, I vas told I could join in" she said, with a nod. Danika wasn't really asking him, that's why she entered and took a seat after giving the Hogwarts Headmaster a little bow with her head.

Chalk, huh? That was...odd.

Tate raised an eyebrow as the first student entered the class. Hufflepuff. Polite. A bit perky, but that never hurt anyone.

"Good day. Take a seat anywhere in the room."

"We're lucky to have good weather," Tate agreed, nodding to the blue sky just visible through the trees outside the window. The problem with being on the courtyard was the impeded view of the grounds, but at least it was a private window.

"Have a seat, kid. You're safe. The floors don't bite," Tate laughed at the girl pressed up against the wall.

"Doing quite well, thank you," Tate nodded to the girl. "Don't mind the smell. Just a bit musty in here at the moment."

"I'd rethink that, Miss Shepherd." Tate said, his face straight although he felt like smirking. Buddy? Not today. "Have a seat in the meantime."

"I'm doing well. Go ahead and get out your quill and parchment. We'll begin shortly."

Tate waved at the boy before gesturing to some of the seats near the front. "Welcome. Have a seat."

Jayce entered the DADA class room with a mixture of feelings about this all. He didn't exactly want to be here, because.. well.. it was class. Yet, he was excited because it was the first one of the year and he also happened to be confused by the fact the the headmaster was teaching this class.

He hadn't ever heard of a headmaster teaching one of the classes.. but.. meh. Oh well. Annnnnnndddd.. there he was. The infamous headmaster sitting at his desk. Wow, it really was strange. But, he'd get use to it. He threw the professor a quick smile and a slight head nod before walking over to where Trixie was.

"Hey there." he greeted his blond girlfriend.

Brittany walked into the classroom happily. This was her first lesson of the year...he first lesson ever... and she was super stoaked. She then remembered she hadnt made her way down to meet the DADA professor and she was a little disappointed in her self. But ehhh she could dazzle him in class now so that's all that matter now.

She looked around to see if anyone looked familar but she didnt reall see anyone so she just took a seat placing her quil and parchment on the desk ready to learn. *smile* at the professor as she waited patiently

Jacob walked towards the Defense Classroom. It was weird, this was the first time he ever wanted to go to class... other than Lainey's and Vindictus' Lessons.

Jacob walked through the classroom door. He was about to say hello to the professor. He took a breath, but his head shot downwards and looked at the floor. His face wrinkled and relaxed over and over with confusion. He tried to follow the lines, before...

BAM!
Nobody Saw That!

Jacob tripped over his on feet and hit the ground. Quickly Jumping to his feet, he dusted himself off from the little chalk that was on his robes. "I'm Okay" Breath... Breath... That was weird... He quickly took a seat.

"Hello Professor" It was weird having the headmaster teach.

Ellie walked into the classroom and her nose involuntarily wrinkled. Uhm, Ew? She was ABOUT to open her mouth to say something, or say hi to the Professor...both, when she saw who the Professor was. And it was the HEADMASTER! She'd wondered where Truebs was at the feast.... But while she thought that the Headmaster was a very nice person, it was still pretty intimidating to see him. Here. In class. So... she just smiled. Yeahhh.

Her eyes left him and darted to the floor, where she noticed the chalk. Interesting... She pondered what the lesson would be as she wandered over to the window. Where the fresh air was. Welcoming fresh air.

Lexi bounded in the DADA classroom, no way she was going to miss Headmaster Hottie's first class. SHYEAH RIGHT! Stopping inside the doorway to smooth her hair back and straighten her robes she smiled and happily chimed, "Good day, Professor!" Yeah she saw him there behind his desk looking all... RAWR like only Tatertot can. Hehe. She eyeed the floor momentarily and wiped the drool from her chin then took a seat near the front. She would most likely regret that choice later.

With a book and parchment in hand, Cosette had made her way towards the classroom she had been told to go to. Her first class at this school. Maybe after this she can properly give her impression on it. So far it was just a dank & dirty castle with loud and crazy students. Taking in a breath, she turned into the classroom and looked around.

Chalk. Chalk everywhere? Honestly? Looking over to see what kind of teaching this was, she saw the Headmaster. Really? She had no idea he could teach. "Bonjour Professor." She said, putting on a charming smile. She at least needed to seem pleasant. Defense Against the Dark Arts was a class she needed to excel in to become a Hit Wizard. Walking over, not looking at any of her fellow peers, she took her seat near no one. Setting her book and parchment down, she pulled out a quill and bottle of ink from her robes and set them on the desk as well.

The first lesson of the term had Arya excited. The fact that it was with the Headmaster had the young puff even more excited. Would he be a good professor? Or as good as Truebridge, she wasn't sure about that part, but she did like him so he had to be some kinda good.

Skipping into the classroom, wand twirling in her right hand, she grinned at the......professor. "Hey, Professor Tate!" That sounded weird to her, and a little funny. Made her giggle a bit.

He would have gotten a 'how was your day?', but the chalky maze had grabbed her attention. Such a distraction it was.

Oh, there was the boy that Jake managed to scare away. Or, yeah, that.

Not scare away, but he went away when Jake came around? Something like that. What was his name? Keef? Keefer? Keefer!

Treyen waved hello at the fellow Huffie and eyed the Professor as he was being addressed.

Er, yes, Treyen nodded, he was just about to seat when he said that.

Amazing! Like the Professor was also a Seer!