Flying Lesson #3
 

Stretching her arms and back as she made her way down to the flying lesson, feeling rather sore from some reason, the Slytherin let out a frustrated breath before letting her arms drop to her side. Did she sleep funny the night before or something?

Spotting the magenta tarp, Evelyn payed no attention to it after a moment or so, having been rather used to weird things showing up in class. Then again, if they were new brooms that weren't even on the market yet that they get to test out, then she'd be extremely interested. Oh how fun that lesson had been.

Plopping herself down on the grass, the fourth year leaned back on her hands as she crossed her legs, squinting her eyes up to the professor. Jeez, it was bright out. "Good day, Professor Vindictus. How are you on this lovely day?"

Hmm...soreness was making her nice. That wasn't good.

Marie was hesitant about going to this particular class. As much as she loved flying she had a feeling that no matter what she did nothing would ever be good enough for Vindictus.

Making her way onto the pitch she noticed something covered with a tarp. Well of course there was something covered, there was always something covered during flying lessons.

Spotting Evelyn sitting on the grass she made her way over to her and sat down. "Hey Evelyn." Yeah, she totally ignored the professor. Knowing him he would probably find a reason to take points from her even though she didn't say anything to him but oh well, she wasn't going to talk and give him a reason to take points because she said something wrong.

It was a BEAUTIFUL day for a lesson and only two . . . TWO Slytherins had shown up. His Ravenclaws were about to get a Howler from him. "Good afternoon, ladies. Nice weather we're having, isn't it?" replied Vindictus and he sat down on the grass next to the mysterious pile.

Ellie skipped down to the lesson. She was happy. Cuz she was gonna fly. Right?

She eyed the pile as she neared. Well. Did she ever ask anyone why the Professors liked to cover things up all the time? Because they tended to do so. And she wasn't quite used to it. Not yet.

"Hello Professor!" she said as she took a seat on the grass. Heh.

Hearing her name being called, Evelyn looked over to see Marie sitting nearby her. She came to the lesson? Well that was surprising. The Slytherin thought the girl would have avoided the place at all costs.

Then again...how could anyone avoid quidditch? It would be a sin to do so! "Hey Marie." she smiled, deciding to keep quiet about the whole showing up thing. Probably would just anger Vinny. Teehee.

As others started to show up, the girl nodded slowly at the Professor's question, wondering if it was rhetorical or not. "Exquisite." she muttered, glancing around the area and then to the sky.

Oh, bad idea. She was BLINDED! Ahhhh! White spots in her vision now.

Jacob walked down towards the lesson, and from afar saw a tarp. Why did vindictus have to be so mysterious, so stealthy, so.... Ninja Like. He kept walking... they weren't even in the quidditch pitch again. No Practice, No Match, No Pitch, Nothing. Jacob actually felt quite naked without his bat. Jacob want Bat. Jacob Like Bat. "Jacob Bam!"

"Bam Bam! Bam Bam! BAM!"
Wait, remember what the Psychiatrist said... 'Jacob you are not a caveman baby from a Television show in the 60s' hmm... that was a rather specific statment, its like he knew!

Jacob reached the tarp and Professor V. "Hey, How's it hangin' Professor" teehee. Jacob was trying to be cool.

BAM BAM! Want Fruity Pebbles!

"I was actually hoping that more students would show up, but I guess that means everyone who's here can earn more points than the others," Vindictus sighed and remained seated.

"Welcome to today's special flying lesson and let me tell you, this will be a lesson that you'll never forget."

Wink.

"This term, we've reviewed an ancient broom game and different methods of magical transportation. Today, we're going to learn about a unique method of magical transportation. Take a moment and stare at this tarp."

Pause.

"Think hard and let your imagination run wild. When you're ready, share with the class what you think might be underneath it."

Magical transportation, huh? Nia plopped herself down, and wiggled to get comfy. Not quite the game of quidditch she was still after. Or the racing brooms they had last year. They had been awesome. Best lesson EVER. This one would have to work very hard to top it.

She eyed the tarp. Lumpy. And human sized. Heh. Honestly, she didn't have much of a clue. Something told her it wasn't your traditional Quidditch or Racing type broom. So, that left... "Rolled up magic carpets?" She blamed the lack of creavity on her lack of playing entirely. All work and no play was never good.

Jacob stared at the tarp for a long time (about 2 seconds) and thought hard. It was a big tarp, there must either be a lot of stuff or a really big thing. It might be a teleporter! oooh... no wait wizards didn't need teleporters. "Oh My Gosh! Its a Puppy!!!" he exclaimed loudly. "Puppy... and a Taco!"

Yes!It was a puppy with tacos. Lots Of Tacos!

A unique method of magical transportation? Anything besides using a broom, floo powder, or apparating was definitely unique, so this really could have been anything. However, since they had used mops one time, she doubted she'd be surprised at what this was.

Staring at the tarp anyways, rather lazily so, she was just about to say something but, gah dangit...someone got to it before her. Magic carpets would have been soooo cool. Resisting the urge to glance over at whoever it was that spoke up, since they'd most likely receive a glare, the Slytherin tried to think of something else.

Lumpy, and big. Well, then it had to be... "Chairs?" Eh.

"Bicycles! Flying bicycles!" Yeahhhh. Cuz it's not a car... And that would be so fun.

Ellie did wish they might be carpets, though. Those would be fun.

But puppy? That would just be cruel. CUTE. But not nice. Unless it was a fully grown Great Dane puppy.

Hm...what could it be? Jenny thought as she stared at the (bright) magenta tarp. Ugh, just the brightness of the color could hurt someone's eyes already! Her mind diverted to those weird science-like moving pictures that her father would always watch. Always fascinated by "aliens" traveling through colorful blinding "portals"...yeah, that could be it.

"A portal?" Jenny suggested, squinting her eyes. The bright magenta is just too much for her already!

Salander stared at the lumpy magenta tarp, taking note that they did look about the size of an average student. A unique magical transport? Huh... "Professor could it be a bobsled" in April? Eh... "... or a torpedo?" hey he said let the imagination run wild innit?

Vindictus kept on smiling and reached underneath the tarp as the students shared their guesses. The long body-sized lumps were still there as he pulled out a rough-looking brown bag that was lumpy. Was it full of potatoes?

"Anyone else want to share?" he asked.

Marie stared at the tarp. Who knew what could be under there. With Vindictus anything was possible. "Could it be cushions?" she asked raising her had. Sure it looked like it could be a person under there but even Vinny wasn't stupid enough to do something to a person... was he?

He laughed. "I'm giving each of you three points for your answers. Now I want each of you to reach into the bag and beware of the spiders," Vindictus grinned and opened the bag.

The light bounced off of the golden objects that were hidden inside.

"Yes, these are lamps."


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Oh. Whyyy did he have to say something about spiders? Ellie would have been perfectly fine reaching into the bag had he not mentioned that. Nonetheless, eyes closed, she pulled a lamp out of the bag.

She held it up at eye level and examined it. And she heard Vindictus's confirmation. "So they are flying carpets, then?" she asked. "We're going to fly real magic carpets?!"

Beware of the...

"What?" she asked quietly, slightly in shock. She was NOT going to be putting her hand in there if there were spiders. "Are you serious?"

Frowning, the Slytherin crossed her arms, trying to act as if spiders didn't bother her. Then again, if anyone had seen her in the care of magical creatures class, they'd think otherwise. She was TRYING to be tough about it, but the odd sensation that something was crawling on her skin kept getting to her.

Chloe walked over to the bag the professor was refurring to and reached her hand deep into it. She could feel something hard, whatever could it be. She pulled the object out of the bag and her eyes lit up. It was a lamp like the one from one of her favorite childhood movies, Aladdin. Could there be a genie in the lamp perhaps.

The Slytherin lad stared into the bag. Great Aladdin's lamp! He picked one up very quickly, not really caring about the creepy crawlies at this point. "Are these magic lamps Professor? I mean if we rub them, is a genie gonna pop out?" he asked, already rubbing a lamp and dreaming of his jeannie....

"Yes, today we're going to fly on magic carpets, but let's first focus on these lamps. It appears that some of you know the story about Aladdin and the magic lamp. Can anyone tell me how you can make the genie appear?" Vindictus asked.

Marie held her lamp in her hand just looking at it. "By rubbing it the genie will appear." she said holding up her hand that wasn't holding the lamp. She then seen that Salander was already rubbing his lamp.

Crud, when did he get to class, and how did she miss him? Now he would find out that she wasn't really afraid of heights. She knew her lie would catch up to her.

He suppressed a groan as he heard the words 'flying' and 'carpets' together in the same sentence.

Treyen was not a very good carpet flying fellow. He did so well on brooms, and possibly bathtubs, that he didn't truly approve of carpets. They offered very little support if you fell. Not safe. Which equaled fun. Ha!

But the lamps, he surely didn't want to find a spider in there, he'll kill it for sure.


NOOOOOO.

Magic carpets. Siiiigh.

The boy shook his head as Professor Vindictus spoke and then raised his hand, "Well, you have to rub the lamp with your hand, no?" he said, with a nod.

"Rub it like this!" the lad replied excitedly as he rubbed the lamp on its side with his palm, still thinking that a buxom blonde will pop out any time soon "and say... uh Open Sesame!" Or is he mixing his stories up?

"That's correct - rub the lamp gently and a genie might appear." Vindictus sat the bag down on the grass and went about removing the tarp that was covering the magic carpets.

"While we wait for a genie to appear, we should talk magic carpets. So, um, why don't we fly carpets in Britain?" He glanced up at the castle and hoped that Tate wouldn't make this THE lesson to appear at.

Riley was listening to the Professor and only glancing at the open sky every once in a while. The clean air always helped to make the Gryffindor think more clearly. "Umm...becuase they are illegal here?" he said slowly, a bit unsure. They weren't very common at least, but he was sure there was something wrong with having one right?

"You're absolutely correct, so let's pretend that we don't know what the law is for the sake of education," Vindictus replied in a low, serious voice. "So, um, has anyone had any luck with their lamp?"

Evelyn...pretty much the whole time...was inching her way towards the bag. She really didn't want to put her hand in there if there really were spiders. Creepy little monsters.

However, since no one was screaming or dying, she figured it must have been safe right? Taking out a lamp, quickly just in case those eight legged creeps were hiding in there somewhere waiting for her hand to show up, the Slytherin scooted back to where she was sitting and sat the lamp in front of her.

No, she wasn't going to rub it. That was stupid. Then again, she may have when she was taking the lamp out of the bag and panicking like no other while doing so.

Flying on carpets wasn't allowed? Kurumi had never heard this before. Riding on a carpet sounded like a lot of fun - that is, if it was anything like riding on a pillow like she had done in Runes.

Kurumi looked down at her lamp and...oh...perhaps there was some purple-ish looking smoke coming out of it? She began rubbing it over and over again and looked very closesly at it. Smoke?! Oh no...wait....it was just some dust that she had rubbed off.

"Ali Baba heard the forty thieves use that simple spell to open the cave where the stolen treasure was hidden. Do you not read classic literature in Slytherin these days?" stated the Grey Lady as she emerged from the lamp. "You must also rub the lamp gently."

editing, didnt see that last one lol wait.
 

"Uh, still nothing Professor"the lad shook his head sadly. He hasnt stopped rubbing since he got the lamp out of the bag, and was starting to think that his genie has been freed. "Are we supposed to say a magic word?" Open Sesame had to mean something right?

And just as he spoke to the Professor, a lady appeared from his lamp, so startled was he that he nearly dropped it. "Uhh....." he drawled as he stared at the apparition before him. Classic what? Rub where? Not quite the buxom genie he expected but "Are you my Jeannie?" he asked her "Do i get three wishes now?" hey he had to ask right?

Kurumi's eyes popped out of her head. "W-w-who are you?" she managed to whispered before taking the advice and rubbing her lamp gently. Yep, this time there was definately some purple smoke coming out.

James kept his mouth shut but it was clear he found SOMETHING funny judging by his smirk. He eyed his lamp and then looked up as some ghost appeared.

... okay, he knew who it was.

... She was kinda hot for a ghost too.

"I always kinda wondered if the genie myths actually came from ghosts haunting an object." He mused to himself.

No, thank you. Treyen didn't want a lamp. Mainly because he was rather afraid that Saylen may show up any minute now and just in time to see the Hufflepuff boy killing a creature.

He'd be doomed for sure.

So, Treyen just shrugged, without even touching the lamp. "Nope" but Vindictus didn't know he wasn't trying to bring the genie out of the lamp, or whatever spider was inside it.

Blink. Blink. Blink.

And who was this?!

Man, he missed Peeves.

"We do not haunt anything," Unless they are as good looking yourself . . . "And stop talking about genie myths like they are foreign. They are only muggle related." Sniff, sniff.

Now...there were two? Kurumi blinked several times and just kept staring at the two see-through people. She looked back at her lamp and then back at the two ghosts. Maybe she was going crazy?

"Myrtle!" that was all he said, and his eyes couldn't help but wander off to where Fletcher was. It was just common sense to think of Fletcher while Myrtle was here. Only if Melanie was too.

But, riiiiiiiiight, they don't haunt anything. Haha.

Muggle related? He didn't think so, but since he was still wondering who the other ghost was, then he kept quiet. And now he was hugging the lamp he'd gotten from Vindictus...maybe this one had a genie that will make Peeves appear.

Where did that one come from?

James Wilkes was SUCH a gentleman, he didn't even flinch away, despite the fact that this particular ghost was definitely unfortunate looking. He couldn't see any reason to bring that up though, it wouldn't benefit him at all. So he just gave the ghost his best cute crooked grin, the very same one that quite literally had made quite the number of Hogwarts girls take it upon themselves to kiss him.

"Awww I'm sorry." Liar. Ghosts = Haunters. 'Nuff said.

"I don't really know all that much about muggles. If this were Muggle Studies, maybe you could teach me a thing or two." Poor ghost, unfortunate thing, looked like she needed a few lessons of her own. Or you know, she died before she learned the sort of thing James had a talent in.

"Do I look like a genie to you?" she asked and then heard the voice of the boy who she watched fighting over a rooster during the Third Task. "Pardon me while I smack some sense into the Triwizard champion."

Helena floated out of the lamp and over to Duncan Fletcher.

"I am NOT a genie, Duncan Fletcher!"

A ghostly hand was raised and struck Fletcher's right cheek. It wasn't really a slap, just a frigid blast of air hitting his cheek and moving through his head.

At last - a smart student who knew how to ask the right questions! One look at the student's robes and she smiled as she left Fletcher.

"Why, I'm the Grey Lady of Ravenclaw. And you are Kurumi - I've watched you study in the Gryffindor common room."

Lexi watched the whole ordeal with her mouth slightly agape. The Grey Lady just put the ghostly smack down on Fletcher. Hehehe. Her lips pulled up into a great smile and she rubbed her lamp hoping she got Sir Nicholas. He was total win after all. Yeah. True Story.

Kurumi couldn't deny that it was a little freaky to be told that she had been watched...but someone, the Grey Lady's face was soft and kind that it put her a bit at ease. "Oh...well, hello," Kurumi said bowing a little. Yep, her mother would be proud of her remembering her manners. "It's nice to, erm, meet you." Were they here to help with the flying lesson?

Hehehehe...

Did anyone just see that!? That ghost just smacked the Huffie King person! Bahahaha!

Giggling, the Slytherin once again leaned back on her hands, content with watching the ghost fly around and smack talk to people. Why didn't she give cookie girl the same answer? Did no one know the ghosts in the Hogwarts school? Heck, Evelyn knew who the Grey Lady was. She knew even more who the Bloody Baron was, but thank Merlin HE didn't show up.

Yet. If Myrtle showed up as well, who knew who else was going to come. Perhaps it would be best to leave it like this. "Professor...are we flying magic carpets?" He did say they should forget about the law about them.

Ooooooh. Question answered. And she was a stalker too.

Mmmhmmm. Treyen didn't like this one not even a bit, he didn't enjoy the fact that she also smacked a lamp over Sir Fletcher's head. Not nice, Ravenclaw. Tsk. Tsk.



Aha. Yes. There was Myrtle.

All they needed was Melanie, and it will be summer again, no? But Silent Lockhart was nowhere to be seen....ever.

Bahahahaha! The boy could so easily laugh, but he kept his usual amused face. This was a lesson, wasn't it? Right? Unless...he didn't mind not flying the carpets, you know...:whistle:

"Of course! Everyone, please grab a carpet and roll it out before you sit on it. Oh, and it's okay to continue rubbing your lamp," Vindictus said.

He selected a carpet for himself from the pile, unrolled it on the grass, and sat down on it. So far, there was nothing magical about the carpet. It looked. . . normal.

Myrtle spun around at the sound of her name. Ah, someone who knew her, and another lad too. Just as long as he wasn't one like Olive Hornby, she would be fine.

"It is I, yes, Myrtle." She said, flattered truly that he knew of her. Smart boy, he was.

Faker.

That was all Myrtle had to say about the kid's lamp she'd emerged from. He claimed to be sorry and apologetic, but Myrtle was ALL too familiar with those words and that expression. This guy was such liar and Myrtle knew it.

"You shouldn't say things you don't mean," she sniffled more.

"Muggles are just like us." Except that they couldn't do magic, but other than that, they really were like wizards. They were human too WITH FEELINGS!

Oh forget the Liar!boy Wilkes. She had the champion's attention! Eyebrow wiggle. Forget the lesson. Forget Olive. This boy was all hers and she didn't even have to say anything to know he was under HER control.

"It all dependsssssss..........." the school ghost played along, eying the Ravenclaw ghost carefully. Oh if she knew. "Please tell me you've prepared to die so you can share my loo?"

Mmmmm..

our Ghostie friends, Fletchah, Treyen#1fan, Jimmeh....
 

Salander was still gawking at his genie when Fletcher tried to claim her for his own "Ey! I saw her first!" he growled then stopped short when she went over and-- did something to Fletcher. Oops..."Oh ok you're not a genie. Right!" he said quickly, not wanting whatever it was that was done to his buddy be done to him. "The Grey Lady of Ravenclaw..." he gasped quietly hearing her speak with the young Gryffindor-- wait she has a name. Kurumi. Fighting Kurumi from the Forbidden Forest heh. he looked back at the apparition For a spook she's really pretty. But she's a ghost. Get a grip man!

And then another genie-- nay ghostie appeared from Jimmy's lamp. He looked at her searchngly then heard Treyen blurt out "Myrtle?!?" the lad's hand closed onto his robes instinctively.

Marie rubbed the ;amp she was holding but nothing seemed to happen. "Um Professor, I believe this one has been abandoned," she said setting it down on the ground. No need to keep rubbing it if there was nothing in it.

She then heard a very familiar voice. Smiling she looked over to see Jimmy was there. How had she missed him coming to class? She really hadn't been very observant had she.

Hmm, wonder if Evelyn or Vinny would notice if she moved closer to Jimmy? Eh who cares, she was gonna do it anyway.

*scoooooot*

Oh, now she had a reason to move, she needed to grab a carpet. Getting up she grabbed one then went and sat on it next to Jimmy. "Hey there," she whispered. You now so Vinny wouldn't take points from her for talking in class.

proffie, ghosts, and carpets...oh my!
 

Kurumi grabbed a carpet and sat down on it still keeping her eye on the ghosts. So...if there was a Ravenclaw ghost, did that mean there was one for each of the houses? "I'd very much like to meet a Gryffindor ghost," she said with a smile as she continued to rub her lamp.

Her eyes flicked over to the ghost that had asked the glitterpuff meany to...share her loo? Kurumi's nose wrinkled a bit. That was kind of gross...and creepy.

Oh awesome.

Jim selected a carpet and then sat down on it. It wouldn't be the first time he'd flown on one, he tried not to think too much about the last time, but he did let out a frustrated sort of sigh. That memory was kind of.... still nice, just... just things had changed. That was all.

"I mean it." James shrugged. The ghost was the one that didn't know what she was talking about. Poor thing.

"Mostly. I mean, some of 'em are pretty good at snogging." See? He had no problems with muggles. At least, not the ones that happened to be pretty girls.

"You were Muggleborn right? When you were alive?" He was sure he'd read that somewhere.

Glancing at Sal, Jimmy couldn't help but laugh quietly. The guy was......... excitable sometimes.

Hmmm. Wonder if he'd be up for a lamp trade? Rather have the Grey Lady than Myrtle any day. Rawr.

Oh. Hehe. Who needed the ghostly ladies when there were real, pretty, and excellent in the snogging department variety right there?

He winked at her and then looked towards the professor. So. Could they.... fly? Yes?

Lexi grabbed a pretty pink paisley carpet from the pile and walking past Jimmy she gave him a smile and a giggle. Yeah, he was THAT awesome. He got a giggle. She turned to momentarily scowl at Marie but her heart just wasn't in it to be honest. It turned out as a half scowl half grin type thing. Fail. She finally reached a spot near the weird Slytherin girl Evelyn and rolled her carpet out and sat down comfortably on itttt.

Glancing Jimmy's way, he watched the exchange between him and Myrtle, then caught the other boy's look. Oh no buddy, she is allllll yours he grinned back with the look he returned to the Ravenclaw lad.

And he couldnt help but chortle when Myrtle offered her loo to Fletcher. "Well he has a crown and a scepter, might as well give him a throne" he snickered.

Hearing the Professor's instructions, he took a carpet and unrolled it, then took a seat in the middle. And it just lay there. Still grasping his lamp he looked up at the Grey Lady and asked "Uh, HawtGrey Lady of Ravenclaw, are you gonna help me with the carpet flying?" Or maybe just flying in general?

Oi, no. No flying carpets!

Oh, wait.

It wasn't magical, was it? Treyen took one for himself, eying the mischevious piece of fabric and unrolled it, just like Vindictus did. This wasn't his first time on a flying carpet, so...he'll know what to expect.

Abrupt ups and downs. Haha. Fun. But very dizzy stuff.

Aha! He knew things, you know. The boy had a smile on his face, at least Myrtle was being all nice to Fletcher. Nice girl.

He wondered for a moment if Myrtle ever knew Gilderoy, because, you know, he was here for some period of time, and perhaps the ghost had some insight?

Frown.

What was him doing with his robes? Odd fellow, indeed. Very odd.

Serisouyl!? Evelyn had always wanted to secretly know what it was like to fly a magic carpet. Her father wouldn't let her though, which failed, but then again, he didn't want to lose his job. So...pfft to him. She could care less if he lost his job or not now.

Scrambling up, and leaving the lamp where it was, the Slytherin picked up the best looking one that hadn't been taken yet and moved back to where she was sitting. Since her focus was mainly on the carpet and FLYING it, she didn't notice Marie scooting closer to a particular Stalker Dude. Oh, Evelyn would not be so happy if she did.

Rolling the carpet out, she smoothed out any wrinkles before sitting right in the middle. Mwaha! Eh. Lamp. Placing it in front of her, she stared at it for a moment before moving her attention elsewhere. Woooot! When do they get to fly-

O____O!!! What was this? Was there a Gryffindork sitting near her? Ewww. Regardless, it was a little ways away from her, but it was close enough that made Evelyn want to scoot away in the opposite direction. Pffft.

This was tooooooo cool for words!

Patroclus leapt to his feet and siezed the coolest looking Carpet he could find! Unrolling it, the boy placed himself in the center, the carpets blue and gold motif making his appear apart of the design!

Crossing his legs under him, Patroclus placed the wayyyy cool lamp on his lamp and waited for more instructions......did you say up to a carpet?

Due to the craziness of his friend, Patroclus kept finding his vision drifting back to Jacob, to see what he was up too, the boy had thought the lamps were puppies for Merlin's sake!
That kid was priceless!

Wow. Ghosts everywhere. Jenny continued trying to rub her lamp gently. Hm. She wondered if one will ever come out of her lamp.
Oh yay! Now here comes the fun part!

Jenny carefully picked a dark blue carpet from the pile (she must have liked blue TOO much) and unrolled it a bit too quickly. Jenny quickly dodged before it flipped over and landed upside down on the grass. "Whew!" Jenny wiped some sweat off her forehead as she tried to flip it right side up. (It was a bit too big, but oh well, nothing she can manage. A little fumbling wouldn't hurt either). She quickly sat down. Wow, comfy.

Impatient Child. He was merely deciding if she was worth his appearance. She wasn't. But he appeared nonetheless. The Bloody Baron was a menacing looking ghost and one who didn't speak much at all. His ethereal body oozed more silvery blood on his disheveled robes. He glared at the children below him. All of them. In his day, they would greet their elders and show some respect.

Kurumi looked over as a rather scary looking man-ghost-thing made his appearance...

MEEP! He did not look happy to be there and she scooted a few spots back on her purple and gold carpet. Looking back down at her lamp, she began to wonder why she was seeing purple-ish smoke but nothing else. Ceasing her rubbing for a minute, she set the lamp down and then lay down on her stomach and stared at the golden lamp.

-stare-

She looked over at Jenny who had seemed to have forgotten her lamp and was enjoying herself on her blue carpet. She turned her violet eyes back to her lamp and frowned a bit. Purple smoke...-sigh-

She decided to close the hole where the smoke was coming out of with her index finger.

POP!

There, now there was no more purple smoke there to tease her. -frown-

Just as Salander begged asked the Grey Lady if she was going to help him with flying the carpet, his eyes shifted back to Jimmy and-- oh lookit that, his huggy buddy Marie. Then something seems to have popped out of her lamp. "Whoah. the Slytherin lad gasped quietly, seeing the scary apparition before him. He couldnt shake the feeling that he should know this latest addition "Uh... Jafar?"

"Awesome." James commented, wholly impressed by the appearance of the Bloody Baron. He shot a speculative look at the Grey Lady, wondering about what he'd read about the two of them.

Children, always staring. The Baron glared back at the child.


What? How did this boy address the bloodiest, scariest, most vile loathsome ghost at Hogwarts?! Jafar? He's show him! The baron charged him and passed right through the boy, leaving him... cold.

What was that one looking at? He turned and saw Her.

His features softened. Would she haunt him for the rest of his afterlife? He deserved it. He lowered his head and looked away.

Marie got a huge smile on her face when Jimmy winked at her. Winking back at him she heard someone giggle. Looking up she seen it was...

...Lexi. Well she must be off her game today. That wasn't her usual death glare she gets from the girl. Eh whatever, she really didn't care. She was sitting with Jimmy and life was good for her.

That is until...

...IT appeared.

She jumped back slightly when the Bloody Baron came out of her lamp. Sure, she had seen the ghosts coming out of the other lamps so she should have expected something to come out of hers, but geesh, did she have to get HIM? Of all the ghosts in the school she had to get the MEAN one.

She would have rather been stuck with Peeves at this point.

She did not see anything awesome about her ghost.

Hearing someone say Jafar she looked up just in time to see the Baron pass right through Sal. Ewwwwww, how disgusting. And who is Jafar?

And just when the Slytherin lad thought they finally had a real evil genie, this one came charging right through him!

The yelp was caught in his throat as he felt the ghost go through. It was like his whole body was electrocuted and frozen at the same time, his molecules rearranged then settled back to their original composition. Did he not like calling him just Jafar? "S-Sh-Should I have said most powerful, d-diabolical genius Sultan Jafar?" maybe it was a title thing? He looked at the Grey Lady, this time the begging was obvious "P-Please Grey Lady, can you help me fly the carpet?" and take me away before Jafar turns me into a parrot or something?

Emmy sat on her carpet, and rubbed and rubbed and rubbed her lamp til she thought her arm would drop off! Either that, or there wouldn't be any lamp left to rub...
Harrumph. Treyen seemed to be doing ok - was that the Grey Lady of Ravenclaw?! Whoa. Fingers crossed for the Fat Friar - or maybe even Nearly Headless Nick, you never know...

Woah... What was with all the ghosts?

Flying really was the coolest class of all.

The Slytherin selected a carpet as instructed by Vindy, unrolled it and sat on it. Skinny insect-like legs crossed like he was about to meditate... but meditation wasn't on Oliver's twitchy mind...

Screwing his face up into complete concentration with his tongue poking out the corner of his mouth, he rubbed at his lamp again. Hard. Like it had a particularly stubborn stain on it which he was trying to remove. “C'mon genie.” He said to himself. “C'mon genie genie genie!” Three wishes would be kinda awesome.

Rub rub rub rub rub...

No one could deny that the kid was determined.

Simon couldn't believe there was so many ghost arounds, well Simon wasn't scared of them.

Simon selected a carpet as instructed by the Professor, unrolled it and sat on it, he didn't really like the idea of a carpet being able to fly but he had heard a story about someone who had got one to fly Aladin or something like that.

Simon looked at the lamp, well surely there was no such thing as Genies, he was sure about that but well he would rub the lamp anyway he didn't want to get into trouble and if a genie did come out then three wishes would be great.

Simon smiled as he started gentley rub the lamp whilest thinking to himself that if a Genie did come that he would probably run for his life before he could ask for his wishes. "Come on Genie!" Simon smiled. "You know you want to come out and play." Simon rubbed kept rubbing his lamp.

The Grey Lady, Myrtle, and Bloody Baron. Why with all that ghosts?

Freya let out a small sighed and grabbed a carpet near by. She unrolled the carpet first before she sat on it. She was soooooooo excited flying with the magic carpet. She can't believe that they'd do something like this today..Yaaaaaayyyyy. She carefully sat on the magic carpet and crossed her legs and made herself comfy. She looked at her lamp curiously. Wonder what will come out from this lamp. She rubbed her lamp gently. "Come out Genie..!!Come out..Come out..!" she said in a sing a song tone.

Gasp!

"You Trapped the puppy inside the lamp?!" That Monster! Jacob started rubbing the lamp like crazy. He wanted that puppy! And a taco. The Puppy better have a taco in there, or it could die! Unless its a magical Genie Puppy! Jacob wanted the magical Genie Puppy! Rub... Rub... RUB!!! "Don't Worry Magical Genie Puppy, I'll Get You Out!"

Unroll the carpet? But Jacob wanted his Genie Puppy! He was determined to get his Genie Puppy... and his taco! He started to unroll the carpet with his foot, and sat down while still rubbing his lamp.

He was going to name the puppy, Burnie!

Sitting on his carpet, and seeing everyone still rubbing his lamp, Treyen began to wonder if there was really a genie amongst all the lamps or if Vindictus had been joking all along.

The Bloody Baron! How...ooooh....spooky. Peeves would be a nice addition, and that way Fletcher could understand what he'd been talking all along. Or, well, over the summer, not all along, since he talks a lot about many things.

The Hufflepuff eyed his lamp, he was not rubbing that thing, though he sort of wanted to see inside it. He did fail to notice that while moving his leg he was rubbing the lamp with his robes. He was fully aware of the fact that he didn't want the flying to begin for the first time. He'd always end up feeling too dizzy after the carpets.

Sarah had rather carefully placed her hand in the bag to secure herself a lamp. If Vindictus had been right about the spiders, well, she would have been screaming herself silly and running for the hills. As it was all she got was cold metal, and a bright golden lamp in her hands. Thankfully.

But her face froze when all the ghosts started to appear. That wasn't fair, they couldn't grant wishes. At least she wasn't scared of them though, miraculously. Giving the Grey Lady a broad smile, Sarah wandered over to get a carpet, wondering if it was worth rubbing her own lamp, as no genie's seemed to be forthcoming. Rolling out the carpet, she sat down on it and stared at her lamp. Dare she?

Yes, she dared.

Rub, rub, rub. "Helllllooo, genie? Anyone?" Sarah closed one eye and peered into the pouring end of the lamp. She couldn't see anything, ghost, genie or otherwise. But the Fat Friar wasn't among them, so maybe he was in someone else's lamp. "I got nothing in mine, professor," she sighed, shaking it gently and tipping it on it's side. And if she did, they might not be happy that she just did that.

Lexi frowned as the Bloody Baron came out to visit. If that was what you could call it anyway. She peeeeeered into the end of her lamp and sighed heavily. "Come oooooon!" she whined before dropping it away from her eye and rubbing it some more.

Right. So. Ghosts were coming out of peoples' lamps? Was she seeing that right? Ellie took to rubbing her own lamp. And to avoid a grumpy ghost, she rubbed slowly and gently. Like they had advised. Not that she thought the ghosts could physically harm her much....just..she'd rather stay on their good side.

Rub rub.

Okay, Jenny should try rubbing her lamp slowly this time...so she gently rubbed it as much as possible. If it takes patience for someone to come out, then she will be patient! Rub rub rub....

Really? Ellie was into this too?

The boy leaned a bit forward and spoke almost in a whisper, "You don't believe it, do you?" he said, gesturing towards her lamp and just frowning a bit. It's not that Treyen didn't believe it, it was just...well, muggle stories. He's never seen a genie, soooo, no way such a thing existed, it was probably some wizard that pretended to be something like a genie and that's when the stories started.

Yes, that was probably it.

His robes rubbed his lamp when he scooted closer to the girl just seconds ago.

Rubbing distracted by Treyen, Ellie looked over at the boy. Believe what? In genies? "I don't have any reason not to... Don't you believe?" He was rubbing his lamp too, after all.

She'd only heard stories that genies came out of lamps. And...well.. ghosts were coming out of her peers' lamps. So, she'll take that. And she continued to rub while waiting on Treyen's answer.

There! Right there! Her answer! That's why Treyen isn't allowed to ask her anything, she always had an answer he couldn't contradict. Not that he wanted to, but she sounded right most of the times. Or all the times he'd spoken to Ellie, anyway. Except, perhaps, in Divination.

He had to remember not to do so again. His eyes felt on his forgotten lamp next to him, and shook his head, "It's just a story" and yes, he understood that stories must have some true to them, but...they weren't getting genies, were they? They were getting ghosts.

Ellie shrugged. "I don't really know 'the' story anyway. I just know that a genie is supposed to come out." And as for all the ghosts... "Maybe all these genies were set free. The ghosts are just coming out to humor us."

She looked down and continued to rub her lamp. Still. Something would happen. "Why were you rubbing yours, then? Just before." She asked, keeping her eyes on her lamp.

CLAP, CLAP!

"Time to put the lamps down and move on with the lesson. Did everyone get a carpet?" Vindictus inquired. He was already seated cross-legged on a rug.

"Sit two feet from the front edge of the carpet and make sure you're sitting cross-legged. Grab the front edge of the carpet with both hands and curl it up towards you."

Vindi's clapping made her start and she dropped the lamp on her leg. That had smarted a tad... Why was Vindi always so darned loud? Meh. Maybe it came with his old age and all, perhaps his hearing was going and it caused him to be louder.

Watching and listening Lexi scooted back on her carpet and grabbed the front of it as directed. With no effort she crossed her legs over one another and then rolled the edge of the carpet up toward her. YAY! She loved to fly... this was going to be EPIC!

Kurumi attempted to put her lamp down, but now her finger was stuck in it. "Um..." she looked around nervously as she tried to wave it off her finger, but to no avail. Maybe she needed some magic butter?

Doing as the professor instructed, Kurumi scooted crossed-legged towards the front and pulled the carpet towards her with the lamp still stuck to her finger and hanging from it like an overgrown Christmas ornament.

Sat on her rather dated-patterned carpet, Nia was absentmindedly fiddling with her lamp. More tickling it than rubbing it. In her mind she was thinking of Quidditch. And how she so wanted to be on the pitch shooting quaffles right now.

The claps brought her back from those thoughts.

She shuffled back on the carpet, placing the lamp to one side. he leant forward to pick up the corners of the carpet, and curled it over. Her legs were crossed neatly, with her elbows resting on the inside of her thighs by her knees. She bounced up and down, impatiently. If she couldn't have a match, could she get up the air yettttt?

Well, he couldn't argue with that, he'd heard the story though, perhaps he'd tell it to Ellie after class.

Humor them? The Bloody Baron? Er, no. Myrtle, yes, Ravenclaw lady, probably, but the Baron? Highly doubtful. Peeves, however, would've been an amazing sight. That poltergeist.

The boy frowned, "I...wasn't" he said, well, not on purpose.

The clapping brought him back to class, and the flying carpet he was already sitting on.

Awesome. Flying on a carpet, and then dizziness.

Treyen straightened himself on his carpet and sat cross-legged while the grabbed the front of the carpet. Yup, he was doing what was instructed, as usual.

"In a firm voice, you need command the carpet to rise," explained Vindictus. "Up!"

The carpet gave a small twitch and slowly rose two feet above the ground.

Jacob was sitting onthe carpet after deciding his lamp was not going to give him a puppy, and looked at Vindictus, was he sitting the wrong way, Was there a wrong way to sit on these things, was there such this as a magical genie puppy, why didn't the genie come out of his lamp, was he on coffee break, did he not like Jacob?

All these questions and more will be answered after this comercial break.
Dang it, Jacob hated when these things went into comercial interuptions right at the good parts. Evil advertising companies.

Jacob took the edge tightly and like his first broom lesson, said "UP!"

Jacob lifted a foot off the ground... Oh my gosh, he did it. But the next second the carpet fliped over, and Jacob went wide eyed before he fell on his head. "Oooow!" he whined, as the carpet fell on top of him. Jacob had to admit though, it might have been funny to watch. Like one of those cartoons where they dont actually fall until they realize that they're not on solid ground. It did feel like he was still sitting on the carpet before he actually fell.

Did some one tape that? Jacob wanted to see it in slow-motion!

Lexi smiled as she thought about the first time she had ever flow a broom. This was of course the same command used for a broom so she was sure she had this in the bag. She had been flying for YEARS. Gripping the carpet tighter she cleared her throat, concentrated REALLY hard, and said, "UP!" To her astonishment the carpet rose a little ways off of the ground. She couldn't help but panic a bit and it dropped her back on her bum on the ground below. Stupid carpet... surely it was broken.

Oi, no. This is the part he didn't like. Broomsticks, yes, but carpets, no. They tended to fly awkwardly. The boy breathed in and out, ready for what this carpet had in store for him. He couldn't complain, right? At least they were going to fly. :D

"UP!" he said, eyes closed, haha, and he knew it had worked out without having the need to open his eyes (though, he did so, eventually).

In all fairness, he was liking this...being off the ground thing.