Ian walked to the Arithmancy classroom for his first ever arithmancy class. He was rather nervous, as he wasn't particularly good with numbers and so he had hesitated taking this class until this year. Ian walked into the classroom distracted by all he'd been handling and engrossed in the notes he'd prepared for this class. He hoped he was ready. As he crossed the threshhold of the door, he saw the professor in the classroom and that he was the first...person...here. Oh great! he thought to himself. Hopefully she didn't ask him anything about arithmancy.

Good day, Professor. He greeted her as he passed her desk and headed toward the far corner, near one of the windows that allowed the cool breeze into the room. He looked at the chalkboard and placed his list on the desk in front of him. Then he alternated between looking out the window and glancing nervously toward the professor.

It was safe to say that Adi was rather looking forward to this lesson. Why? Because Professor Domingo was back as Professor for the subject. Yep. This lady was awesome. And she made the subject awesome. Hehe.

"Hello, Professor,'' the fourth year said upon arrival at the classroom and finding her at the front of the room. He gave her a smile. "I'm glad you're teaching the class again.'' Indeed he was.

As Adi was taking his seat and completely ignoring the other sole student there, he glanced at the board. Oh yes. The list. He had brought his which he now retrieved from his bag.



Adi wondered if he would have to use Professor Hadley's original name or her new name for whatever activity they would be doing today. But he figured Domingo would let them know about that later.

Arithmancy was one of her least favorite subjects. It didn't have anything to do with the professor because she was awesome. AJ remembered back to the time that Domingo baked a cake with her and Angel. Good times, good times. Anyways, the subject was confusing to her. Why did numbers have to mean something?

She entered the room, and gave the professor a warm smile. "It's good to see you again, professor." Ian and Adi were the only other two people here. Talk about awkward. AJ chose a seat next to the boyfriend. "Hey, you."

The note on the board didn't go unnoticed. AJ pulled out her list and plopped it down on the table.

This was a class Hady was sure she'd be having trouble in. Numbers were just numbers to her and she had never been really good with them. Sure she could add and subtract and that stuff but she highly doubted this would be like that.

Stepping into the room she smiled gently greeting the Professor. "Hello Professor." She kept it light and simple as she looked for a place to sit. Right now she was one of the only few there so she claimed a spot up front and slipped into the seat setting her bag down at her feet.

It took only a moment for Hady to see the note on the board and she pulled her list from her bag setting it on the table in front of her.

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Jasmine entered the Arithmancy classroom in a fairly good mood. She hoped that she would still feel that way after class ended. Arithmancy was always a bit of a struggle for her, but she would I've it her best shot. Seeing the always fashionable Professor, she said, "Hola Profesora Domingo". Then she gave a wave to Adi and A.J.

With plenty of seats to choose from, Jasmine picked one and sat down. Then she took her parchment, quill and list of names out of her bag. After placing them on her desk, she sat back to wait for the other students to arrive.

To say that Toby was in a bit of a rush was a TOTAL understatement. He'd completely blanked on his timetable today and almost forgotten about lessons completely. Well... it was super hard to remember what day it was sometimes, or what time it was, or what the heck was going on, y'know? Yeah.

So he'd hurried up here, looking very much like he'd gotten ready for school in about ten seconds (which would be an accurate deduction). It looked like he was still on time though, and so was absolutely thankful for that.

The Hufflepuff reached the classroom in no time at all, running his fingers through his hair as a substitute for combing it, and headed straight for his seat by the windows. Whew, man. That had been exhilarating.

"Hi Professor Domingo," Toby said as he got seated, and started getting out his parchment, quill and ink, ready for the lesson. Exceeeeeeept...........

....... The list?

THE LIST.

Toby's eyes widened slightly at the message on the board. Oh man. Oh man. He'd TOTALLY forgotten about that... but luckily for him, he had a habit of never cleaning out his bag ever, and hadn't he already done a bit of asking? Maybe the list was still in his bag. The sixteen year old picked up his schoolbag from the floor again and began sifting through it, hoping to find that one particular piece of parchment in the mess of notes from within, whilst simultaneously trying not to call too much attention to himself.

Wait... WAIT... was that it? Toby felt a HUGE SURGE OF RELIEF as he FINALLY extracted a folded piece of parchment with the very information he needed.

Toby couldn't even remember when he found out the full details of the last two, let alone writing it down, but he thanked his past self for being more prepared than his present self, and set the list down on his desk. PANIC OVER.

With his list folded up in his Arithmancy notebook, Grayson headed along the second floor corridor and over towards the Arithmancy classroom. He liked Arithmancy. The calculations were freaking weird and he was SURE he needed Sophie's presence nearby just to give him that boost but this was a subject he quite liked. It was better than any lecture-filled class, which Hogwarts didn't seem to have too much of, thank Merlin.

Heading into the classroom, his blue eyes found Domingo first. "Hello Professor!" he called, giving her a nod and a rare Whitty!smile before he headed over towards an empty desk. As usual, his notebook and writing equipment were pulled out and his bag was placed under his desk. He was ready for this class.

And this list? Grayson pulled it out from his notebook and unfolded it. This list had made him realise that he actually didn't know when Cutty's birthday was, which was why his name wasn't there even if he wanted it to be. Swear to Merlin, how was that POSSIBLE?! He'd known the dude for over a year now. His birthday would have flown past by now.

Eh. He had a LIST, at least.

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Alexa Christina Cambridge - 16 June 2067
Cassia Jane Somerlad - 27 June 2066
Cutty Mordaunt - ?
Merlin - 982 or later
Grayson Douglas Whitlock - 23rd April 2069

He was dead admirable, mkay?

Angel had written down the three people that influenced her the most and well she was hoping that they were okay because she had put a lot of thought into them.

"Good Day Professor." Angel smiled as she looked at the Professor, did she enjoy the cake that was made for her last term. She would have to see if the Professor wanted another one making after the lesson.

Angel then went and sat down.



She had to have her boyfriend and her sister AJ obviously and she thought about putting Abby down for the last one but in the end she decided to think out of the box and put one of her favourite writers who by reading her work had inspired her to follow her heart.

Arithmacy class was here once more and the professor from last term was back to teach. Benny honestly didn't have an opinion either way though he had to admit he tended to not be the best in understanding the subject under anyone. Yet he couldn't bring himself to drop it, especially when the rest of their little group continued on, including the girls who were new to it. So there he was, walking into the classroom before it was time for the class to begin, as usual behind the others.

"Hello Professor," he greeted before moving to take a seat with the group. "Hey," he simply said before noticing what was on the board. Right...the list. Ben took it out from his back and placed it on the desk in front of him.

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Zander walked into class slowly. He was kind of dreading it actually. Arithmancy and numbers, just not his thing. As he walked past Professor Domingo, he put on a sort of smile. At least he was trying, right? "Hi, Professor. Hope you've had a good start of term." Hope it was better than his. The only good thing that had happened thus far was saving Grayson's robes and even that didn't really make a huge difference to his outlook. But anyways, as he took a seat in the middle-ish section of the room, his eyes fell on the chalkboard. List of three people!?! OH. NO.

Merlin.

Did he put his list in his bag before coming!?! OH NO OH NO OH-- oh. Here it is. Hehe. Oops. Freaking out for nothing. Coast is clear.

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Kevin 30 july, 2071
Simon June 5th 2070
CB November 17th, 2070

People were staring at her. People had been staring at her for a while now as she'd come to realize and no matter how many unconcerned looks she returned, they wouldn't stop. What was so fascinating that she'd missed? All along the corridors people were...well they were avoiding her. Merlin.....

Alexa walked into Arithmancy, deciding she'd question it some other time though if she thought the stares would be less intense in here, then she'd only lied to herself. Wow. Eventually she'd crack under the 'pressure' and tell someone to shove off. Just give her a little longer, her patience would run out for sure.

Lex bumped Grayson on her way to her seat, as a sort of 'hi' and that's when she saw his list--herself being on the TOP. Well would you look at that. She grinned. "You admire me, huh?" And a little wider grin too before flopping into the seat next to him. Who usually sat here? She didn't even remember but look, Grayson! And he wasn't staring.

Reaching into her own bag, she flashed out her own list.

Arithmancy wasn't Lux's favourite class by any means, but the redhead was still looking forward to today's lesson. She liked a challenge even if the math sometimes made her brain hurt.

Entering the classroom, she waved to her friends and sat down in her seat. "Hello, Professor Domingo!"Taking out her list, she placed it on top of her desk.

SPOILER!!: List

Victor Bay - July 2, 2067
Airey Flamsteed - December 4, 2046
Cosgrach Culloden - January 26, 2042

Her boyfriend was obviously on the list because he was the best ever, and her two favourite Professors were there as well.

As terrible as it probably sounded Layla had a hard time choosing the list of three people that she admired. It wasn't that she thought so much of herself that she considered herself perfect but it was because it was difficult to pick those people she actually looked up to. There were negatives with everyone and there wasn't a singular person that she wanted to be.

She walked into Arithmancy with a slight frown on her face. The blonde wasn't in a good mood today and it was certainly showing on her face. Goodness knew what the true reason was and the fifteen-year-old certainly wasn't going to divulge it to anyone. She sat in a seat near the door so she didn't have to cross the other students and offered a nod and a half 'I don't want to smile but I have to' sort of smile across to the Professor simply so she didn't appear too rude.

She HAD managed to form a list and she got it out onto the table. It DID have three names and she DID admire them in some way or another. The first was her mother because she had taken them from the council estates of Brixton to an end of terrace dwelling near Clapham Common due to her hard work and persistence. The woman was a good mother too and a wonderful grandmother and Layla couldn't fault her for that. The second was her first born nephew Felix, purely because he lived in a mad house with mental parents and still seemed to retain some normality that his siblings lacked. And he was intelligent for his age too. The final was her cousin Samson because he persisted to make sure that Layla stayed at school and he knew how to treat and react to her when others didn't. He was initially the person to keep her sane in a school full of people she really didn't want to bond with.

As it was she had actually started to form friendships rather than acquaintances, she just wasn't going to admit that yet.

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Vera Rebecca Ackerly - March 23rd 2041
Felix Benjamin Ackerly - January 5th 2079
Samson Trevellious Blake - November 5th 2068

Ian looked to the chalkboard and like a dolt had forgotten to unfold his list. He watched the others taking their's out and decided he too should glance at his. He carefully unfolded it and placed it before him.

As he looked at the list, Ian realized how much he missed his dad.

Marigold hurries into class because she had JUST written down that list and hopefullyyyyy she wouldn't be late. "Hi, professor," she said once she passed her because it was obvious she WASN'T LATE, thank goodness. She got to her desk and pulled out her list of admirable people.

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He was here... and he had his list... it was a good list he thought. Full of promise and stuff like that. THIS lesson, was the lesson he had been dreading the most. Numbers. He hated numbers. But these were MAGICAL numbers... so he hoped it would be easier in some ways to the icky muggle variety math. Algebra would be the death of him if it wasn't. AND on top of that, if this WAS like math math... then he'd end up going home a disappointment because there was no way he was going to take on the subject long term. Nope. He'd drop it like it was burninggggg hot.

But alas, he was here, the Professor was here, and there was no escaping now. "Hello, Professor!Miss," he greeted in a soft tone as he passed the front and made his way to a free table. Once seated, he pulled his list from his pocket and lay it on the table before getting his notes parchment, ink and quill.

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Emily Browne - March 3, 2056
Airey Flamsteed - December 4, 2046
Everard Peverell - No clue. But can we pretend it's January 17, 2040 ???

Checking his list over, he sighed. Emily hadn't come through with his demand, perhaps he should have owled the man himself. Why didn't he think of that sooner???

Three people that he admired? Domingo didn't mention that he can only provide non-fiction people, right?

Well, he’s probably got a long list and giving his top three seemed to be a challenge for the prefect. Ethan made his way to his first Arithmancy class for the term, thinking about the list inside his pocket. A small smile was on his face as he treaded along, and pushed the door open. Oh. Good. There were people already. And by the looks of it, he’s not late. Good. Seriously, if he was, he’d blame the list.

"Good day, professor." After greeting the Latina, Ethan got a seat behind Grayson, and...oh.

It was a good thing that Lex can’t see him now, because the boy gave her a look. She’s not going to mess up Arithmancy too, yes? Shaking his head, he got out his list, together with his book, parchment and self-inking quill.

Ah, the first student of the day. "Good day to you as well." She didn't much look up from her work. He seemed content to stare out the window and ignore her beautiful presence. Fine, his loss.


Well of COURSE he was glad she was teaching this class again. She was fabulosa, was she not? Clearly the best professor for the position. Those Hufflepuffs had a way of stating the obvious sometimes. "Indeed. Hola," was all she said in response.


The first Gryffindor of the day. "Y tú, Señorita Valentine. Have a seat."


Here was a student she did not recognize. New, perhaps? Or simply starting Arithmancy this year. "Hola, señorita. Welcome to class." She watched as the girl took a seat near the front. Eager to learn?


"A new prefect has arrived. Bienvenidos, Miss Guidry." Lolita gave her a nod of approval. She supported this particular choice wholeheartedly.


Frazzled. That was the best word she could come up to fully encompass the behavior of one Tobias Tempus. She greeted him with a simple, "Hello yourself," but nothing more. She didn't have time to expound upon her greeting anyhow due to his moving so swiftly to his seat and proceeding to tear apart the contents of his bag.


Good good, Mr Whitlock. So that would mean that Miss Newell couldn't be too far behind. At least that was her hope and theory. She had put effort into the budding young love last year and wasn't about to see her generous efforts wasted. "Hello, Mr Whitlock," she responded to his own greeting.


A new year, a new Angel? Lolita had seen a lot of growth and maturity through last year and she hoped that trend would continue into this year. "Good day, Miss Valentine." The second one, that is.


"Hello and welcome." She recognized him but couldn't place his name. At least he knew how to follow instructions on the board.


Here was another Gryffindor. And one that wished him well, no less. "I have indeed had a good term so far. Thank you for asking, Mr Adair." She smirked as she watched him terrify himself over the momentary misplacement of his list.


Oh, the Head Girl appeared to have a big head now. "Common courtesy dictates that you greet the professor, Miss Cambridge." Even the most important student leaders.


There seemed to be fewer Hufflepuffs than normal so far, but the arrival of another helped to correct the perceived imbalance. Enthusiasm! She liked it. "Hola, Miss Carrigan. Good start of term, I trust."


And now another Ravenclaw to boost their numbers as well. She didn't like lopsided lessons. More well-rounded viewpoints helped to spice things up more. And Latina chicas were all about the spice.


Add one more hurrying student to the list. There must have been something in the pumpkin juice this morning. "Hello, young lady."


One more young lion trooped through the doorway, but this one looked shy. "Hola, señor. Find a seat, please, we're about to begin."


This lesson had seemed to be getting low on Slytherins, so she was pleased to see Ethan walk through the door. "Good day. Take a seat, we're ready to begin."


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Right, time to start. "Bienvenidos, clase, to another exploration into the magical properties of numbers." They were going to jump right into things today. "I asked you to bring a list of the full names and birth dates of three people you admire. Would anyone care to share with the class one or more of the individuals they have chosen and why?" It was possibly a personal question, but it was also an optional answer.

OOC: The lesson has officially begun. Please do not announce your late arrival to class.

Ethan gave the professor a small grin as soon as his greeting was reciprocated. And…oh. Class is starting? Already? Merlin, he really did just got in there on time! He may not be late for class, but he’d still blame his list. That was really a challenge…and speaking of lists…would he like to share? The prefect pursed his lips and looked around. Not that he’s embarrassed, but his reasons are way too personal for everyone to hear.

So…no. He’d sit this one out. He was rather, more intrigued with his classmates’ lists. Ethan wondered who else was worth of his own registry of admirable people.

Find a seat? Yes... that was his plan... was he, was he late? Or later than was desired? Zeke flopped his forehead onto the desk, onto his parchment and lay there waiting for a moment before the lesson started. What was he getting himself into?

...


When the lady Professor started speaking, Zeke looked up, having to remove his parchment from his face where it had stuck there, but he heard all that was said... even if he didn't understand half of it.

Say what now?

...

The question was easier enough to answer, but he was suddenly realising his errors. His information wasn't complete. Gulp. He quickly took up his quill and inked it, then added a few notes on his page.

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Emily Browne - March 3, 2056 Emily Ellouise Morgan Browne
Airey Flamsteed - December 4, 2046
Everard Peverell - No clue. But can we pretend it's January 17, 2040 ???

And at least he could share ONE of his names and stuff.. ahem. Zeke raised his hand and waited to be called upon before providing his response. "I chose my mum, Professor. Her names Emily Ellouise Morgan Browne, she's strong and clever and she's in charge of the MLE and yeah." He admired her, duuuhhhhh. It was obvious why, no? He thought so. BUT... maybe he could get answers too, now.

"Professor, you don't happen to know Professor Airey's middle name, do you?"

Heh.

Samantha had complied her list of people she admired.



She then raised her hand to reveal one of the people she chosen. "I chose Linda McCartney born September 24 1941 and who passed away on April 17 1998. She was a Muggle musician, photographer and animal rights activist. I admire her because she wasn't afraid to be herself even though she got criticised for everything from being married to Paul McCartney to what she wore."

Cutty, being not one of the more social types to ask when someone's birthday was, hadn't really known a great deal of birthday's off-hand. And if he were being honest with himself, he sort of thought of birthdays as rather stupid and unimportant things. Who cares when you got here, at least you had arrived.

Nonetheless, his list was prepared in the full spirit of 'Well, why the hell not, eh?'.




Try as he might he could not find Bartemius Crouch Senior's birthday. Was it classified information or something?

If Toby HAD properly registered that return greeting, he might have picked up on being addressed as 'yourself' instead of his name, and maybe even reminded the professor of said name. But he hadn't, because his brain was doing the thing today. The thing where it was BOUNCIER than HE was.

Speaking of bounce, Toby was kind of doing just that right now, and quickly fought to keep his bouncing arms and legs down to a dull fidget, especially when Domingo started the lesson. Luckily, she was getting straight to the question asking, which meant he could fling his hand up in the air and focus his energies on answering.

"I chose Professor Botros as one of my list people persons," the Hufflepuff said eagerly, because he had an EXCUSE to sign Botros' praises right now and he was going to take perfect advantage of that. "I admire him because he's super kind, and patient, and probably the nicest person I've ever met, and he saved my life in my first year, so he's a total hero too. He's always got time for everyone and he's just such a great person, y'know? That's why I chose him; he was the first person that came to my head, didn't even have to think about it for very long."

The Gryffindor looked down at his list, trying to come up with something good to say. Honestly, each person on the list had a reason for being there. They were all such important people in the fourth year's life thus far and definitely deserved the spot on there. Simon because the Slytherin was so, extremely smart. Everything Zander wished he could live up to. CB because she was so nice and easy to talk to. Kevin because he had such strength and would never be afraid to speak his mind. Kevin was the type of true Gryffindor that Zander wanted everyone to see him as.

Except, he couldn't come up with the right words and he didn't need to get too sappy in Arithmancy of all subjects, so instead of saying anything this time around, he chose to stay quiet. But he had his reasons, he really did.