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Professor GL, and the two Caspians :P Salander strode into the First!Floor classroom, looking forward to possibly the only class that he was confident enough not to look stupid in. He gave the Professor a small salute with his fingers ''Greetin's Chief" and gave Fletcher a friendly clap on the shoulder.... Then did a double take. Was that Fletcher? Because he was seeing two of them! He blinked. Great, the GlitterPuff couldnt get enough of himself so he has to go about getting a doppleganger? He shook his head. A world full of Fletchers.... what will it come to then? As he lowered his messenger bag next to his desk, he had to pause as he looked at the bright yellow duck pillows. Huh. Shrugging, he plopped himself down comfortably onto his seat and waited for classes to begin. |
Alex walked into the classroom slowly. Well at least this didn't seem to be altered much she thought as she sat down somewhere in the back away from majority of people. She sat her bag on the floor and glanced around. "Hello Professor." Alexandrie greeted a little hesistantly, not sure what to make of the new Professor yet. |
Alice walked into the room and looked for an open seat somewhere in the middle of the room. Once she found one, and had a good view of Professor Zookara, she went to sit down but stopped when she noticed the pillow. Alice examined it....oh my god it was a duck pillow! She shifted her bag off of her shoulder, setting it gently on the floor, and picked up the pillow. Oh my heavens she loved it! Alice sat down on the chair and held the pillow in her lap so that the head end was facing her. Already she could tell she was going to love this class. How could you not love a class with duck pillows?! Alice looked up at Professor Zookara and gave a small wave. "Hi Professor Zookara," Alice said with a smile, not sure if he would remember meeting her in his office or not. "I love these pillows!" |
Amber trudged into the Muggle Studies classroom, her shoes still wet from the flying lesson earlier that day. Stupid mop. But she put on a smile for the new professor and said, "Morning, professor!" before sitting down at one of the tables. She GIGGLE!snorted when she saw the duck pillows, almost not noticing that Brant was here. When she did notice however, she smiled and waved in his direction, feeling her cheeks get a little warm. AUGG! Stupid pale skin! |
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"Why I'm quite good, how about yourself?" He was more than quite good actually, he was REALLY excited for this first lesson of his. And there were people arriving...more people...students...eager students...well, hopefully. Quote:
Was that...were those...Jeremy followed the girl who had just entered the classroom with his eyes as made her way over to him. And smiled at him. Hadn't she read his instructions? Hadn't they been quite clear? "Hello, Miss ...?" He raised his eyebrow at her, expecting her to fill in the gap he had just left. A small smirk flashed across his lips as he pointedly glanced down at her HIGH-HEELS. Something told him she had read the instructions. And understood them too. "Yes, very lovely." Jeremy finally replied, meeting her eyes once again. Well, he had just the perfect pair of shoes for her to change into before they were going to move on to the practical part of the lesson. Yes, just perfect. :shifty: Quote:
"Hello, my dear." His mental list of names was going to be looooooooong after his first lessson. "I'm good, thanks. What about you?" He replied with a friendly smile, his American accent quite obvious in his tone. Awww, did she just hug the pillow?! Quote:
Hello erm? What a nice way to say hello. Or something. "Hello Trixie." Jeremy greeted her with a grin, which faltered slightly as she just stood there for a moment, staring at him. Was something wrong? Raising his eyebrows at her questioningly, his hazel eyes followed her as she took a seat at the very front. Awkward much? Quote:
The thought of their last meeting reminded him of something, though. "Oh, and Treyen-" Jeremy addressed the boy again as he made his way towards one of the girls in the room. One of those he DIDN'T know the name of. Wait, now he did know. Arya, was it? "-would you mind staying a little longer after class? I got a reply from my brother." He'd know what about, right? And he liked the pillows too!! Quote:
Text Cut: Freya, Ella and Leilani And more girls who were interested in Muggles. The fact that there were more and more students entering the classroom, made his grin become even more intent than it had been before. And at least one of them complimented the pillows. Griiin! "Hello girls." Jeremy greeted them with a smile and a small wave. "The lesson will start soon, just settle in until then." And with a wink he added, "And yes, you may talk to your neighbor until then too." Because they were GIRLS after all. And girls liked to talk. Quote:
Probably not, right? Bleh. Text Cut: The She-Snakes Oh, those girls looked happy to be here. Not. It wasn't his fault they were unhappy, was it? Frowning slightly Jeremy didn't reply at first when the girls passed him, with a mumbled greeting. At least they had greeted him, unlike other people... "Hello." He finally ended up replying as both of them had already taken a seat and one of them...had put the pillow on the desk. "You can have a 'normal' one if you want to." He more like forced himself to offer, repeatedly telling himself that it probably didn't have anything to do with him anyway. Just the usual hormonal-teenage-girl-syndrome probably. Hopefully. Something told him it wasn't though. Quote:
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A little annoyed by how he had not been greeted AGAIN, Jeremy quickly pointed his wand at the pillow below the boy's behind and turned it into a different pillow. "That better? That manly enough for you?" He couldn't help but smirk a little, though it didn't quite reach his eyes. Quote:
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BlinkBlink "Are you two related?" Or twins actually. Identical twins. Because they did look alike...a lot. O_o Quote:
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Jeremy's attention moved to the source of the squish!squashing which was obviously coming into his classroom. Yes, definitely. And the source turned out to be a girl. A girl with wet shoes. Well, at least she wasn't wearing high-heels like they had been told. "Hello. Wait...let me help you." So, without waiting for a reply, he directed his wand at her shoes, drying them so they wouldn't be leaving small water stains all over the classroom. "There you go." Catching the wave the girl sent across the classroom he followed the direction it was sent and found himself looking at Brant...one of the Gryffindor Prefects. Wait...was the girl blushing? Aww. Facing the classroom, Jeremy smiled at them all and said, "Thanks for coming. We'll just wait a few more minutes for some of those who got lost on the way to arrive." And then his first lesson was offically going to start! |
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"Savannah, sir, Savannah Conrad."Savannah said while smiling at him. There was a bit of innocence in her speech as well as her face, one that could make you think she was actually a nice and innocent girl. *snicker* She was far from it and Savannah knew it. He was looking at her shoes. Hehhh. A smirk broke out on the blonde's face as she looked down at the green suede heels on her feet. They were cute and they matched her robes perfectly. She looked back up at him to see him staring at her shoes. "Is there....like... a problem with my shoes, sir?" GIGGLE. Now she was playing dumb. Did she know what he was going to say? Mhm. She didn't follow the rules. Hehhh. She was such a rebel for you know, wearing high heels to class. ............."do you like....have a pink sparkly princess pillow by any chance?" |
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"I want a regular pillow, Professor...please." she muttered, turning her gaze over to the man as she picked up the duck pillow and Yea, she wasn’t going to go for it. Pfft. Not ending up in her good books as of yet, was he? |
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But just as Trix had reached into her bag to get her Quill out, she felt something in there, in the shape of a duck. With a broom. OMG It was Quidditch Duck! Flip she had forgotten to give it to him before the lesson. Err what was she meant to do? She couldn't exactly just walk up and plonk it on him, the other students would probably think her mad. She could strategically try to get his attention before the actual lesson started. Like Psst Jeremy.... But then she would probably look even more stupid. Ah what the heck she was like right at the front anyway. "Prof.... Jeremy... Whichever name I am supposed to call you in class" Trixie lowered her lice and tone a bit so she wasn't heard. "I was...away...over the weekend" she started. "With my parents and we found this" she passed over Quidditch Duck. Not only was it Quidditch but it was a Fitchburg Finches duck as well. Goodness knows how they found it but still.... Now back to the lesson..... |
running to a sliding stop "just made it hiya professor ,has my owl got your duck to you yet " dropping his back pack a plopping down on a pillow and startting to pull his stuff ouit of his bag ,looking around the room ,to see if anyone he knew was here "If he hasent he will be the embarrased looking bird with the rubber duck just give him this and he wont hold a grudge" tossing a can of potted meat to the him |
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And then he frowned when the boy got to have a 'MANLY' pillow. Awww whut? Jack pouted slightly, and slouched with what was left of his masculinity. |
Vashti was laaaaate! She was racing down the hallways, dodging students and praying that she actually wouldn't be late. She just couldn't be late for a class. Never had been and didn't plan on changing that any time soon. But stupid her had lost track of the time and only realized thirty seconds ago that Muggle Studies was supposed to start soon. So she'd run, run, run down six floors to get to the first floor where the classroom was. And, finally, she'd reached the classroom door. Pleaseeee, don't start class yet... Pausing at the entrace, Vashti tried to catch her breath and peer in to see if her silent plea had somehow managed to work. It didn't seem like anything was happening, just every sitting around and stuff. Maybe she wasn't late after all. "I'm not...late...am I, Professor?" she asked between breaths, praying the answer was no. Gah, running was just not for her. Why did flying brooms inside have to be against the rules? |
"Oh thanks Professor, I love this class. This term is a little bit different because there is no quidditch this term." he told the professor for he was a new addition for the staff."I was quidditch Captain for the past two years. Its a bit hard for my last year not to have quidditch." he said while smiling. "How are you enjoying being a professor, Sir?" |
Leilani nodded, giving him a smile. GAAAAHH!! What was him naaaaame?!?! ... Zookara huh? Alrighty then. Weird. Heh. His name was weirder than hers. Ha! Right, yeah... they were allowed to talk. Good to know. psh, it wasn't like she knew anybody or anything. Talking wouldn't be something she did much of. Unless Monty or Jimbo happened to be around... Heh. Leilani watched as Proffesor Zookara greeted the other students as they came in. Yay, people. |
Savannah Conrad! Rae had entered the Muggle Studies classroom, to her it was the most boring subject ever. With a glance over at Marie, Evelyn, and Destiny, Rae knew what was up. She decided not to sit with them, they will be all gloomy and depressing. Fletcher was sitting with Salander and someone that looked kinda like Fletcher. Of course, Rae knew the difference full well. She found the closest empty seat and walked towards it. On her way she said "Hello Professor....." She didn't know his name, but maybe Muggle studies will be better if she started it off with a better attitude this year right? As she neared the seat she saw that she would be sitting next to a seventh year... What was her name? |
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"I don't need And then Evelyn asked for a normal pillow. Really, did the girl have to fall into his trap? Rolling her eyes at her friend she crossed her arms over her chest and sat back and pouted some more. Maybe if she closed her eyes she could pretend Lawson was still there. Nope, not working. *pout* |
Moooogleee Studies! Oliver LOVED this class because, it was usually pretty easy when you'd lived in the muggle world for the first decade of your life. He practically bounced into the classroom. “Hello, sir.” He said jovially with a grin to the new professor and then took a seat next to Trixie!Pixie who was busy gawking at a weird looking duck... thing. Right. He frowned, puzzled and listened to her address the professor. Professor... Jeremy? o_O She KNEW this dude? Interesting... verrrrrrry interesting. Not. ... Oooh.. look! Pillows! |
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<_< Savannah Conrad didn't like this. "My boyfriend's supposed to sit there."The blonde said, flatly. Savvy eyed the younger student. Savvy looked down at her shoes for a moment, the green suede ones and back at the younger student. This girl was probably a 4th year? Maybe even 5th year? Eh, Savvy was bad with ages. |
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But her attention was quickly drawn away by the presence of someone sitting right down next to her. She turned to see it was Oliver so the Blonde grinned but faltered as she saw the look on his face. "Whaaat?" she raised an eyebrow at him before lowering it. Ooooh he must have heard her say Jeremy. Meh oh well. "I haven't seen you in hardly any classes" she pouted. Like HoM. Where was he then?? |
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And the duck? That was just weirdness that Oliver decided not to ask about. Trixie did have her quirks. Hehe! He frowned a little. “I've been to most of 'em. Jus' been quiet is all.” Unusually quiet. *Shrug* |
Prof GL, the 2 Caspians and a big wave to Rae! Salander gave a quick wave to Rae he spotted her entering the classroom, then turned his head as he heard the Professor called him.... Quote:
But then again, anybody with Yellow!Duck Pillows must have some kind of weird evil split personality lurking in there somewhere. He turned his head at Hufflepuff!Fletcher and Slytherin!Fletcher when the Professor asked if they were related "Yeah, are you two related?" he wondered, because one GlitterPuff was enough trouble for the Slytherin, let alone two. |
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AHA! Salander waved at her! Even if she had passed them on her way in, she doubled back to them once she heard the question of Fletcher and the other kid being related... What? "Of course they aren't! Can't you tell?" Duh! Sure they might have something similar but they didn't look related! Not to Rae at least, for she could easily see which one was Fletcher... By far. |
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"Since I've known him....And dont ask me how long that was for because honestly? I have no idea" she whispered back to the Head Boy. That was the truth! Trix looked over at the wrapped up duck and then back at Oliver. He HAD been in lessons? :O "I must be incredibly unobservant then" she bit her lip slightly. Ah well. This lesson should be fun then shouldn't it? |
Text Cut: Savvy What a sweet innocent girl. Or at least that's what she was trying to sell herself to be. Which normally meant she wasn't. Not that he had prejudices of course. So not. "Why no, Savannah. I'm sure you don't mind changing them later, of course." Because she wouldn't right? Right. She would SO mind. A smirk played around his lips as he started to turn away from her until... O_o "A pink sparkly princess pillow?" Right, he slept on one. Pfft. Did he honestly look like somebody who had a pink sparkly princess pillow? "No, sorry, you may bring your own for next time, though." Or he would get her one...and extra sparkly, glittery one. Text Cut: Evelyn Wow, he had even got a please from the girl. How nice. Maybe there actually wasn't any hostility in the air between them after all. Yeah, right. Snort. The way she practically threw the pillow at him had hostility written all over it. Only why?! With a sigh, he chose not to actually SAY anything but simply send a different pillow the girl's way. And no, he didn't quite look where exactly he was sending it (maybe her face?). And yes, he was being ironic by giving her one with a smiling face on it. Obviously. Text Cut: Trixie At the sound of his name - his FIRST name - Jeremy turned his hazel eyes back to whoever had said it out loud...of course, Trixie. And she wasn't sure what she was supposed to call him? Awkward. "Whichever you prefer." Because he couldn't mind less to be honest. A present?! From Sam? Well, not a present apparently but more something of a left-over they had found. Whatever it was, it had to wait. For after class. "Thanks, Trixie. I'll open it later, okay?" Text Cut: Michael Oh, that boy who was from the States too. But who was born in Wales or something. Yes, he knew all about him, he had felt the need to tell him all about it after all. "Hello Michael. No, not yet, unfortunately." He was already curious how that rubber duck was going to look like. A little surprised Jeremy automatically caught the package which was tossed his way, Chaser-instints for sure. What WAS that?! Blinking down at the package for a moment, he slowly placed it on his desk. "Thank you." I guess. Unless it was a something dangerous or something. Text Cut: Rae and Mr. Head!Boy And more students came strolling in to the classroom. Wait, that boy had a badge...a badge which said 'HB'. Whatever that meant. It looked offical though. "Hello." He greeted him and the girl who entered along with him, ignoring the girl's frown. Whatever it was, it wasn't his fault. It couldn't be. So ignoring it was probably best. Text Cut: Vashti He had known there would be late-arrivals. Or you know, not late because class hadn't started yet but still later. "No, you're not late. No worries." Jeremy replied with a grin towards the girl who looked out of breath. Gesturing towards the desks and chairs (and pillows) he added, "Please, take a seat." Because anybody arriving now, would be late. Now, it was class-time. Finally. Despite a few pillow-problems and other problems, this was going to be exciting. Definitely. "Now, welcome to the first Muggle Studies lesson of the term." He raised his voice slightly, hopefully making it obvious that this was the end of his tolerating their chatter. "My name is Jeremy Zookara and obviously, I'll be your new Muggle Studies professor." Duh. "Now, who of you likes to play Quidditch?" Yes, Quidditch was always a good way to start a lesson. Even if - obviously - it wasn't about Quidditch. "Let me know which position play, too. Please raise your hand and say your name when answering." Because his mental list of names was going to be long anyways. OOC: Class has now officially started. No chatting or arriving late or you risk losing house points. |
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"I'm not changing out my shoes."Savannah tilted her head to the side, still smiling."And you can't exactly force me to either."Savvy said her voice still sweet, a smile played on her lips but the was quickly erased. "So, you are here to tell me you have DUCK pillows but no princess pillows?"Snort. That was stupid."I'm not bringing my own pillow to class! Someone might try and steal it!"Cause her pillow was that pretty! |
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