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Once again, it's early morning. Same as the past few lessons had been, though the light was significantly fainter what with the winter months and all. So rolling out of bed might have been harder, eating might have been slower and venturing to the classroom might have been more effort than it seemed worth. Especially when the classroom was divided right down the middle with a cold, stone grey wall. A single wooden door had been placed right in it's center. Of all the things, this hardly could have looked like anything exciting or worth an early morning rise, it was just that type of wall.
What perhaps saved the classroom were two odd things. The first, a large, round bowl-type structure right beside the bowl, filled with the queerest colored water. It was a pale blue, and reflected light as if it was coming from the bottom of the bowl. Sabel stood close by the bowl, looking rather serious, as a Defense Professor might.
The second odd thing, or perhaps more remarkable, was that if one looked up they would find that the ceiling seemed like it was moving. If one looked closer, they would be able to discern that the movement was not the brick or the boards, but snitches. Hundreds of them, milling above, some zipping back and forth among the others.
There are however, no brooms or ladders or really, anything that looked like it could fly.
Just a bowl and a serious looking Professor.
There are however, benches available for sitting if one is tired of the floor.
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SPOILER!!: Other half! <3
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Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline
With the younger students and others that chose to deal with the attacking snitches over the killing curse, Professor Dakest began speaking in earnest about the curse in question. One had to wonder what had brought someone to create a spell that was nearly undefensible and killed others. Certainly a dark wizard for sure. Benny listened intently to what was being said by the professor regardless, taking the information in at simple face valuable that hopefully would never really be needed by him in real life.
As for the penseive memory, Benny was even less sure if he wanted to go and view it and remained seated at first. He watched his boyfriend go up when it was his turn only to come out of the memory looking shaken. "Then I wont," he mused before nodding at the idea of being partners for the rest of the activity. "Sure..."Even though he knew it wasn't a question. The Gryffindor got up to his feet so they could get to it once Adi was ready, the seventh year reaching discretely to take the other boy's hand and give it a squeeze of support.
See? Adi knew that this was something Benny definitely did not want to watch. He nodded and gave his boyfriend a smile as he squeezed the reassuring hand. Always there for him, the dragon was. "I'll be alright.'' Especially now that he was back beside the bestie.
Alrightey, time to get started on the activity.
There was no way that he could shake that memory out of his own and it was useless to try given what the activity entailed. "Is it okay that you defend first?'' Adi already knew that there would be agreeing on Benny's part but even if the boyfriend didn't want to do that, he was quite okay with switching. Regretfully, he dropped their linked hands as he stepped away. They needed some distance to do the spell casting, right?
"Here goes, Benny.'' Adi's wand was raised and he traced out a line to the side followed by a flick forward with it as the incantation was said in his head. ''Persequoris!'' There went the green light going towards Benny. He momentarily forgot it wasn't the real curse but after what he had just seen in the memory... The Hufflepuff couldn't help but feel horrified as he watched the light shot at the Gryffindor, his face probably having an expression to match.
On the one hand, Sabel nearly instantly regretted his choices for this lesson as soon as he saw the first faces come out of the pensive. On the other hand, it solidified his decision and the intentions behind it. At least now, they would know. At least, with that knowledge, they would hopefully be better prepared, less startled and more readily able to defend themselves.
He wasn't here to teach them what was easy. He was here to teach them what would keep them alive.
SPOILER!!: Zeke
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Originally Posted by HeraRaising
Zeke had opted to stay with the group to view the Killing Curse memory. He knew enough about it, but he had never been allowed to witness it until now, not even in memory form. A part of him wonder what his mum might think of this… she wouldn’t be pleased. Knowing that she wouldn’t approve hadn’t led him to change his mind, instead it had cemented his resolve to stay. He knew there were nasty things in the world, and he knew he could have met that fate on more than one occasion. He couldn’t be shielded forever, he had to see it for himself.
He hadn’t offered any insights into his knowledge of the curse, everyone had beaten him to the more obvious statements and he didn’t feel as if elaborating or providing his own perspective would be appropriate.
Mentally he took notes as Sabel spoke. Wand cores could not be predicted so unless one had prior knowledge that was known to be accurate… they oughtn’t depend on that. Intercepting the curse with a spell of your own, possible, but risky yes… and lastly, physical barriers. He would forever remember that.
For a long time, he had thought that dodging was a good strong strategy, but after what had happened in his first duel, he realised that he was lucky. Lucky to have dodged into the path of a spell himself. The vision of Kyroh in the flames still hadn’t left his mind. Only Sabel’s words of running pulled him from his thoughts. Turn tail and run? Would he be able to do that, if it came to it?
…
When they were instructed to move up, Zeke was among the first on his feet, but they slowed as he made his way forward. He’d had plenty of experience with pensieves, so he knew what to expect as far as viewing memories was concerned, but as for the Killing Curse, he hadn’t a clue.
When it was his turn, he leaned forward and let the memory absorb him into the world.
….
Very quickly he realised he wasn’t in the classroom, and though he didn’t know WHERE he was, he knew he wasn’t in a good position. Everything was telling him to fight, or to run, but his feet didn’t move. The floor was littered with bits of debris, plants and pots from what he could tell, but he didn’t want to look down, he needed to look ahead. There a figure had his attention, his undivided attention. This was it? This was where and how it was going to happen? He didn’t know WHY it was happening, but that was irrelevant, he didn’t know much of anything that was being said, but before he knew it, the figure sent a zap of light, closely followed by the green.
…
He’d stopped breathing, and everything in him was telling him to react, only… the memory played that out for him. It wasn’t really him after all, but it felt as if it was. Upturning the table, Zeke braced himself in the hopes that the curse wouldn’t hit, that it would be blocked by the object. The environment, use the environment. All too quickly, he was being sent back, and it was frightening. A part of him knew he hadn’t been hit by the curse, but it was all so startling and all so real, that the impact could not be ignored. And then…… it was over.
Zeke inhaled a deep breath before expelling it slowly, his eyes were wider than usual as he worked to process what he had just seen. Swallowing, he stepped out of the way so that the next could have a turn.
And now they were supposed to practice defending against something like that? …
Did anyone want to partner with him? Because right now he was lost for words.
It was one thing to ask students to look at a memory, another to see how they were after witnessing said memory. The thing was detached from him by now, but to the students it was very real. Very terrifying. And while that was good, it was really not so good.
Reaching out, Sabel put a hand on Zeke's shoulder to steady him as he moved out of the way. No words were needed.
SPOILER!!: Yoongi
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Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi
Looking to his side, he was surprised that Zander had decided to stay. And the Head Boy didn’t look so good. He knew bits of what had happened to him some time ago as he hadn’t been at this school yet but the ghostly face the guy made , made him feel uneasy. Like he knew something that they all didn’t….and he probably did. “Dude, are you okay?” he whispered as to not disturb the class and the others giving and receiving answers. He casted a final concerned look at him before turning his attention to the pensieve.
Should he go and see? It would be a curious thing to witness. Yoongi frowned at himself. Did he just think that? That someone dying could be a curious thing to see? Merlin’s Beard he needed help. But yes, he wanted to see the memory. He was about to open his mouth and ask the Professor who’s memory it was when the man said that it they didn’t need to bother asking. Hmpf, killjoy.
SPOILER!!: memory
Standing up from the bench, Yoongi walked over to the pensieve and when it was his turn he took a deep, calming breath before placing his hands on the bowl and stuck his head under water. He had never ever been in a pensieve memory before and he had expected to fall in the memory dripping wet from the water but he wasn’t. The world began to swirl around him and he knew that there was no going back now. He had to life the memory till the end.
He felt himself getting dragged down until he stood in the middle of an asile. The first thing he noticed were the broken pottery and plants around him. Then he looked around him at the blurred edges of the room. Where was this place even? Almost automatically he checked his hands and saw that he was holding his wand.
Realising he was standing in the middle of a crossroads of asiles, he suddenly noticed the shadow of a figure before him. He wanted to narrow his eyes to try and see the shadow better but everything about him or her were completely clouded like the rest of the room. Then he heard the words. Though jumbled like he was listening under water it still made him fearful .
Suddenly, he saw the figure before him move and casting silent spells. The first a zap of light and the second was an eerie emerald green spell. He instinctively knew what spell that was and his heart seemed to stop for a split second before adrenaline pumped through him like he had never felt before. He wasn’t going to die here, he wanted to life.
He moved, trying his best that this was a memory and that nothing could actually harm him but it was still frightening. He had but a heartbeat to make a decision and he flicked his wand to upturn a table full of pots and plants to send it into the path of the killing curse. He shoved it forward, using his wand to blast air at the table, trying to push it into the path of the spell and away from him as far as possible but it doesn’t go far.
The table does make it into the line of the curse and it impacts against it. There was a loud explosion. Though, he thought it would have been a loud explosion because the sound was muffled. The ground shook and whole plants and planks and pots split apart as the curse jets in every direction. He didn’t know it he was hit by an object, or hit by the impact of the explosion but he was being thrown back and his lower back impacted against a shelf behind him. A feeling of intense pain burst through him and he vaguely wondered if he was going to be crippled when the vision in front of him changed and a moment later he was back in his own, safe body in the safe DADA classroom.
The pain was gone but the memory wasn’t. He stepped away from the pensieve, looking positively disturbed. Though his eyes were watery, he wasn’t crying. Actually, his mind was still processing everything that had happened and the more he thought the paler he got. He had to sit down on the ground for a moment because his hands began to shake and he tried to act normal, though that failed so he sat down. Who’s memory had this been? Had this been the Professor’s memory? Was that why it was altered? And had he just lived the Professor’s moments…..or had he been the shadow figure? Maybe none of them and he had gotten the memory from someone else. An Auror or a criminal perhaps? “Prof…” his voice was timid, nothing like him but he just couldn’t bring up to be cheery right now. This was serious. “Professor? Did…did I ..i mean that person , survive or?” He ran a hand through his bright red hair as he obviously still didn’t get what had happened. It had happened too fast. "No wait, you wouldn't have gotten the memory if i had died" he laughed, a thing he did when he got nervous. Curse him for pointing that out in the first meeting. "I mean, that other person..not me" Merlin's Beard he was still shaken up.
Anyways, knowing that Zeke had also been in the pensieve, Yoongi took another few calming breaths before he stood up and walked to his fellow Gryffindor. “Partners?” was the only thing he asked. Maybe someone else wanted to join them, or him if Zeke refused.
Dear Merlin, he hadn't expected the memory to be this jarring. Sabel's hand went from Zeke's shoulder and he stepped forward a bit, to make sure that on Hyland's choice to sit down, he wasn't going to fall over and crack his head.
The boy's words stopped him, and had a small, sympathetic smile forming on his lips. Always with the questions this one. "All three of them lived. There was little injury, and no death."
SPOILER!!: Hady
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Originally Posted by SpiritWolfe Malfoy
Not a sound did she make after giving her answer. There was a lot being said now and each and every thing was being remembered. There wasn't a word that she didn't take to heart knowing that this all was incredibly important. Someday her life or the life of someone else could depend on this. Depend on her and what she had been taught here today. That on it's own was a hard thing to let sink in.
Even though she had chosen to remain and learn about the unforgivable curse Hady didn't expect to be given the choice to go and see the memory. She didn't expect to actually rise up from her spot on the floor and make her way over to the pensieve waiting her turn. Hazel eyes carefully watched each person before her and the looks on their faces as they returned from the memory. Was she sure she wanted to do this?
It might be strange but she felt she HAD to. This was an experience she would never get again and as tragic as this was the clarity of the situation would always be there. When her turn came she tucked her hair behind her ears and took a breath lowering her face down into the clear cool water of the pensieve...
Colors blended together and the room changed as her feet connected with the floor. This was her first true experience with something like this but she knew she was no long in the classroom. She knew that even though this felt completely real like it was all happening to her...it wasn't. No matter how hard she tried to figure out where she was she couldn't, her eyes and mind were quickly pulled onto the figure speaking to her. Nothing that was said to her made sense but she felt that none of it was good.
Time seemed to stand still for her yet at the same time it appeared to speed up. Her heartbeat became quickened as spells were cast her way making her flip a table over to attempt to protect herself. The green flash of light was so bright as it smashed into the table with such force she could feel herself throw backwards into a shelf. Hady saw and heard the explosion of the spell and pots and plants smash around her. She knew it wasn't really happening to her but in that moment, that brief moment the pain was real. The FEAR was real. There was nothing she could do.
And then everything blurred once more and she was back in the classroom. Letting out a slow breath she pushed a strand of hair off her face with a shaky hand and stepped to the side slowly. She wasn't hurt physically but mentally that was the worst feeling she had ever experienced. Other then her parents death more then a decade earlier. Hady blinked once, twice her face blank of whatever she might be feeling as she lifted her hazel eyes to scan the room around her.
A partner. She still had to complete the days task. If someone wanted to work with her that was fine...sorry but she wouldn't be asking anyone just yet.
Then it was Hady's turn, and given the reaction of two other students thus far, Sabel made sure to be close at hand. He had to admire the young girl's strength though, for while she appeared shaken, she was still on her two feet and looking relatively determined.
Still, he put a hand on her shoulder briefly as well. To support. To encourage. Would it have been better if he had told them who's memory it was? No. It didn't matter. It was a mute point in the lesson.
SPOILER!!: Adi and Benny
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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19
Woah! Seemed like a lot of persons opted to stay for the session on the Killing Curse. Benny was included in this. Adi shot him a reassuring look, knowing very well that this would be an uncomfortable topic for him. He was able to see thestrals, after all.
With Dakest answering to all their responses now, the Hufflepuff gave his undivided attention to it all. And then the ways to defending oneself from the dreaded Curse. Did he wanted to see what said Curse looked like? Uh... yeah. He stood up to head over to the pensieve.
Here goes nothing.
Adi ducked his head into the substance that was neither mist nor liquid and soon he found himself surrounded with some chaos though he couldn't see that well because the images were kind of blurry. Suddenly, he became aware there was someone standing in front of him. The Puff squinted as he tried to get a picture of the face but of course that was of no use.
Wait... was Mr Blurry talking to him? Cue the frown! Oh no... it was someone BEHIND him. Adi turned but like the first blur, he could see no recognisable features. And that voice O__O It was so cold. He was half glad he couldn't understand the words. And then things were happening so fast... the green light and more chaos. It seemed like a few a loooong time but then Adi found himself back in the classroom, his eyes immediately searching for Benny. He needed some of his positivity and bounciness back here and his boyfriend could help. Sure, he did have a fascination with death but that didn't mean had to like watching that dratted Curse being shot at someone.
"I don't think you would want to see that,'' he told Benny as he went over to him. That was just his opinion because the decision was not up to him. Oh yeah... "Partners.'' He was referring to the activity- one he wasn't really looking forward to because of what he had just seen. Maybe he should have just gone with the younger students... but then again, he would have missed out on this, the answers to his curiosity about the Curse.
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Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline
With the younger students and others that chose to deal with the attacking snitches over the killing curse, Professor Dakest began speaking in earnest about the curse in question. One had to wonder what had brought someone to create a spell that was nearly undefensible and killed others. Certainly a dark wizard for sure. Benny listened intently to what was being said by the professor regardless, taking the information in at simple face valuable that hopefully would never really be needed by him in real life.
As for the penseive memory, Benny was even less sure if he wanted to go and view it and remained seated at first. He watched his boyfriend go up when it was his turn only to come out of the memory looking shaken. "Then I wont," he mused before nodding at the idea of being partners for the rest of the activity. "Sure..."Even though he knew it wasn't a question. The Gryffindor got up to his feet so they could get to it once Adi was ready, the seventh year reaching discretely to take the other boy's hand and give it a squeeze of support.
Rehman seemed to be the first capabale of moving far on his own two feet, so Sabel didn't stop him, but simply let him go. He kept a close eye on the pair. He wasn't sure how he felt about the recommendation for Atreyu to not see the pensive. An honorable attempt to spare a friend from a horrid memory, for sure, but that was hardly the point during the lesson.
Still, it was hardly the point for him to judge the decisions of his students at this point.
What might be required however, after seeing the faces of some of the students when they began casting the spells, was therapy or private discussion of the situation. Perhaps the Headmaster had been right about all of this. Perhaps, he'd become a little indifferent since his days in the MLE.
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I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.
It didn't escape Sophie's notice that Zander was over there across the way, looking very, very... not good. Not good at all. Silently, almost catlike to not disturb class, Soph rose and made her way over toward Zander where she slipped beside him and gave his arm an encouraging squeeze.
Not just for his sake, but for her own, too.
As Sabel summarized the ways to avoid being killed by this curse, Soph kept her gaze fixed upon the floor in front of her, in a sort of daze. Half-listening, half-zoning out, just... somber. Debating. Did she want to see what was in the pensieve? No. Would the others think she was cowardly if she didn't? Probably. Would Zander go look inside? Probably not. Would it make him feel better if she didn't, too? Probably, but what if he was curious later? What if he would want her to describe it, rather than see for himself?
By the time the actual moment came when they could view the inside of the pensieve, Soph still hadn't made a decision. She'd absorbed all that the professor had said, and was considering partners... when she was suddenly on her feet, her wand still in hand, and she crossed over - not to the pensieve itself, but to Dakest nearby, and she beckoned him to lean down so she could whisper in his ear, which she proceeded to do so with a cupped hand. "I'm not scared 'n m'not a baby. But." Always a "but." "D'you think I should look?" Her specifically. If it was his memory, she didn't want to see. If it wasn't, it wouldn't bother her as much. And she knew that her asking would determine if it was his or not, because he would know why she was asking, and if he told her yes, it wasn't his, but if he advised her not to... then it WAS his, and surely he knew better than to let her in on that kind of memory, right? Because she'd worry and undoubtedly care too much about it?
Ultimately, the level of trust she had for him was so great that she knew that asking would be okay. He wouldn't laugh at her or think badly of her or make her feel bad for being hesitant. He knew her courage, her resilience, her... caring for him.
And that, right there, might be enough for him to advise her not to. Tampered with details or not.
Angel was totally enjoying this lesson but then it turned dark which was really bad and scary though she was fascinated by the subject. She went over to the pensive to watch the killer curse in action, she did as she was instructed and saw the flashing light, well now she knew if that happened to her she could at least say goodbye before it went dark, something she thought must happen when you died.
Angel now had to find a partner, maybe the Professor was up to partnering her or maybe she could find one of her friends, she wondered where Leah had been lately or where her sisters were, though surely she could find someone to work with.
It didn't escape Sophie's notice that Zander was over there across the way, looking very, very... not good. Not good at all. Silently, almost catlike to not disturb class, Soph rose and made her way over toward Zander where she slipped beside him and gave his arm an encouraging squeeze.
Not just for his sake, but for her own, too.
As Sabel summarized the ways to avoid being killed by this curse, Soph kept her gaze fixed upon the floor in front of her, in a sort of daze. Half-listening, half-zoning out, just... somber. Debating. Did she want to see what was in the pensieve? No. Would the others think she was cowardly if she didn't? Probably. Would Zander go look inside? Probably not. Would it make him feel better if she didn't, too? Probably, but what if he was curious later? What if he would want her to describe it, rather than see for himself?
By the time the actual moment came when they could view the inside of the pensieve, Soph still hadn't made a decision. She'd absorbed all that the professor had said, and was considering partners... when she was suddenly on her feet, her wand still in hand, and she crossed over - not to the pensieve itself, but to Dakest nearby, and she beckoned him to lean down so she could whisper in his ear, which she proceeded to do so with a cupped hand. "I'm not scared 'n m'not a baby. But." Always a "but." "D'you think I should look?" Her specifically. If it was his memory, she didn't want to see. If it wasn't, it wouldn't bother her as much. And she knew that her asking would determine if it was his or not, because he would know why she was asking, and if he told her yes, it wasn't his, but if he advised her not to... then it WAS his, and surely he knew better than to let her in on that kind of memory, right? Because she'd worry and undoubtedly care too much about it?
Ultimately, the level of trust she had for him was so great that she knew that asking would be okay. He wouldn't laugh at her or think badly of her or make her feel bad for being hesitant. He knew her courage, her resilience, her... caring for him.
And that, right there, might be enough for him to advise her not to. Tampered with details or not.
Sabel watched as Brown approached, and was slightly surprised to find her coming to him, rather than going straight to the pensive. Craning his head down, Sabel listened to her question. He was quiet a moment before straightening and looking her in the eye.
"I cannot answer that. This, is something you must decide for yourself." He could have no part other than giving them the option, and bearing the weight of the trauma each student endured after. The rest, was up to them.
SPOILER!!: Angel
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Originally Posted by Harry174
Angel was totally enjoying this lesson but then it turned dark which was really bad and scary though she was fascinated by the subject. She went over to the pensive to watch the killer curse in action, she did as she was instructed and saw the flashing light, well now she knew if that happened to her she could at least say goodbye before it went dark, something she thought must happen when you died.
Angel now had to find a partner, maybe the Professor was up to partnering her or maybe she could find one of her friends, she wondered where Leah had been lately or where her sisters were, though surely she could find someone to work with.
His attention drifted to Valentine, relieved in most ways that she didn't appear too shaken. He considered the young girl as she wandered off to find a partner. She was okay, she looked okay.
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I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________
I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.
Sabel watched as Brown approached, and was slightly surprised to find her coming to him, rather than going straight to the pensive. Craning his head down, Sabel listened to her question. He was quiet a moment before straightening and looking her in the eye.
"I cannot answer that. This, is something you must decide for yourself." He could have no part other than giving them the option, and bearing the weight of the trauma each student endured after. The rest, was up to them.
...Really? REALLY, PROFESSOR?
Soph stared up at Sabel very, very seriously, her brows furrowing in concern. After a moment, she sighed, crossing her arms and shifting her weight to one leg as she stood in a sort of pouting stance beside him. He hadn't given her ANY sort of clue one way or another to whether or not it was his memory, and... frankly, that stunk.
Clearly, though, he knew just what her angle had been, and knew just how to get out of it, too.
"That is--," she started to grumble, but paused the moment her ears perked up at someone calling her name. Soph. Soph, it's Mum. Answer your mirror, coming from her bag over on the ground where she'd been sitting.
...Uh? Her expression slightly alarmed, slightly embarrassed, and very confused - because WHAT KIND OF TIME WAS THIS, MOTHER? - Soph gave a sheepish, apologetic look to Dakest and bolted over to answer the two-way mirror, sweeping up her bag and hurrying toward the door, a hushed hiss of, "Mum, I'm in class! Can't this wait?!" audible as she entered out into the hallway to take the call, the door closing behind her.
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SPOILER!!: Bestie
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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19
See? Adi knew that this was something Benny definitely did not want to watch. He nodded and gave his boyfriend a smile as he squeezed the reassuring hand. Always there for him, the dragon was. "I'll be alright.'' Especially now that he was back beside the bestie.
Alrightey, time to get started on the activity.
There was no way that he could shake that memory out of his own and it was useless to try given what the activity entailed. "Is it okay that you defend first?'' Adi already knew that there would be agreeing on Benny's part but even if the boyfriend didn't want to do that, he was quite okay with switching. Regretfully, he dropped their linked hands as he stepped away. They needed some distance to do the spell casting, right?
"Here goes, Benny.'' Adi's wand was raised and he traced out a line to the side followed by a flick forward with it as the incantation was said in his head. ''Persequoris!'' There went the green light going towards Benny. He momentarily forgot it wasn't the real curse but after what he had just seen in the memory... The Hufflepuff couldn't help but feel horrified as he watched the light shot at the Gryffindor, his face probably having an expression to match.
He took the smile and the returned squeeze as a good sign, the lion nodding as Adi tried to assure him that he was going to be fine. The seventh year also noticed a certain younger lion view the memory and not appear too flustered. Was she so uneffected? Benny in turn would be keeping an eye on his boyfriend and bestie both throughout the class and after to see if there was any lasting effects on what the older Hufflepuff had seen in the penseive. But for now, they were going to move on with the practice and simple hope for the best.
At the suggestion of him defending first, the Gryffindor saw no issue in it. "Sure...I can do that," he answered, slipping his wand back out into his grasp. Then as Adi moved away from him, Benny echoed the movement to give a decent amount of space between them. He took the warning to brace himself which was helpful despite the fact that he knew the green spell being used to be nothing like the dangerous and deadly spell they had been talking about. It still made him nervous and his mind was racing through options as spell was cast...wordlessly...the green light zooming towards him.
His instinct made him duck and crouch down to avoid the spell. The spell fizzling out past him. He just didn't trust any spell to create something to be used as a physical shield. And it wasn't like that was a clearly expressed response to the spell anyway. When he finally looked up, the look on Adi's face made him concerned. "Adi?" he questioned as he straightened up to his full height.
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Right, yeah. He nodded his head slowly, remember to breathe. Yeah. He was going to remember that. Yeah. Though the boy still remained right where he was, extremely still with face still paled. This was going to be fine.
”Huh?” He slowly turned his head to the side, hearing Yoongi address him. ”Yeah, fine… I’m fine,” he whispered back, clearly not. But well… Here he was. The Gryffindor turned back to look straight ahead when Professor Dakest went on to address the class as a whole once more. Giving them all the option to look into the pensive…. Which Zander Adair was not going to do. He did notice Sophie Brown make her way over, though. But there wasn’t much he did to acknowledge her presence. Just a slight nod.
As for the pensive, he had already made up his mind. He was never going to look into a pensive ever again. Not if he could help it, anyways. The last time he looked into one… No. He wasn’t going to do that. He already knew what death looked like. And that was the whole point of this right, to educate? So he already knew. Didn’t need another look at something like that. He wondered what Sophie would choose to do, though.
Seeing her make her way over towards the pensive though, he remained still. Her choice. Zander kind of wished she wouldn’t go look at it, knowing how painful those kinds of memories could be. What surprised him was the fact that she wasn’t going to the memory, she was going for the Professor? He watched her curiously, already deciding that he wanted to ask her if they could partner up together. So he stood there, watching from the benches.
…. What?
Why would her mother be calling her in the middle of class? Surely Mrs. Brown knew that an early morning such as this one meant an indecent time for a mirror call. He was both curious and concerned and also still remained in his spot, feet glued to the ground. He’d wait for her to return so they could start on the activity together.
But why in Merlin’s name would her mum be calling in the middle of class?
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Angel was totally enjoying this lesson but then it turned dark which was really bad and scary though she was fascinated by the subject. She went over to the pensive to watch the killer curse in action, she did as she was instructed and saw the flashing light, well now she knew if that happened to her she could at least say goodbye before it went dark, something she thought must happen when you died.
Angel now had to find a partner, maybe the Professor was up to partnering her or maybe she could find one of her friends, she wondered where Leah had been lately or where her sisters were, though surely she could find someone to work with.
Paulina listened carefully as Professor Dakest spoke. Not only was the subject of today's lesson quite fascinating, it was good to know about death and the killing curse. Thank Merlin the spell was illegal and the Death Eaters were history along with Lord Voldemort.
As the activity was announced, Paulina wondered who she could work with. Benny and Adi had teamed up right off the bat and Paulina didn't want to be a third wheel. She knew how close the two boys were and wanted to give them some guy time. She DID see the girl from the lake, however. Her name was Angel; hard to forget since it wasn't common.
"Hey, I'll work with you if you want," Paulina said with a small smile as she approached her.
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Hady felt a hand on her should and looked up to see Professor Dakest. Not a word was said only a nod. Her usual nod mind you. The one that said she was alright. Everything was alright. Nothing at all here to worry about.
Exhaling another breath her eyes once more scanned over her peers. Oh yeah. Still needed a partner. Okay then. With a pair of slow moving feet she made her way towards an empty spot in the room and waited for someone else that needed a partner.
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Oh, she knew that little detail that Professor Dakest wasn’t mentioning in his explanation of ways to avoid the curse. That seventh year Hufflepuff had indirectly mentioned it when she’d brought up Harry Potter, after all. Either way, Brooklyn had remained silent. Calculating, observing. Analysing the reactions as people had started filtering up to the pensieve. Of course she hadn’t kept herself away, stepping up to it once the last person had walked away looking shaken. She wasn’t afraid. Not of a memory. Not even as she’d been sucked in and landed on the floor of the trashed building. She just kept reminding herself that it was a memory. It was like a dream, except it wasn’t really happening to her. It was a learning experience, something she could use.
Except it had been difficult keeping herself entirely separate. As she’d comeback, she’d blinked a few times, but otherwise very little reaction had shown on her face. Only people who had known her well, of which there were very few here at the castle, would have known how shaken she really was. She refused to let anyone else see her feeling weak, but she’d still found herself looking around until her blue eyes landed on Hady. Maybe she was close enough, and if anything, she trusted her not to mess up and hurt her. Since they were supposed to work with a partner, anyhow, and she made her way over to her dorm mate. Not saying a word but hoping she understood.
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Soph stared up at Sabel very, very seriously, her brows furrowing in concern. After a moment, she sighed, crossing her arms and shifting her weight to one leg as she stood in a sort of pouting stance beside him. He hadn't given her ANY sort of clue one way or another to whether or not it was his memory, and... frankly, that stunk.
Clearly, though, he knew just what her angle had been, and knew just how to get out of it, too.
"That is--," she started to grumble, but paused the moment her ears perked up at someone calling her name. Soph. Soph, it's Mum. Answer your mirror, coming from her bag over on the ground where she'd been sitting.
...Uh? Her expression slightly alarmed, slightly embarrassed, and very confused - because WHAT KIND OF TIME WAS THIS, MOTHER? - Soph gave a sheepish, apologetic look to Dakest and bolted over to answer the two-way mirror, sweeping up her bag and hurrying toward the door, a hushed hiss of, "Mum, I'm in class! Can't this wait?!" audible as she entered out into the hallway to take the call, the door closing behind her.
No, it couldn't have waited.
That look. He wasn't going to budge just because she was giving him that look. Especially not when her mirror was going off in class. Why was it in class anyways?
He might have had a word or two to say about it, had Brown not been so active in dealing with it herself. Which apparently included leaving the class. Sabel eyed the door for a long moment. Whatever it was, it had to be important. Brown didn't miss a second of most lectures. It was just Brown.
But there wasn't much he could do. He had to stay with the pensive and the students, and the students were here to learn. And it was possible the last thing Brown needed was someone crowding her. She could have a few minutes. Then someone would be going out if she didn't come back.
SPOILER!!: Zander
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Right, yeah. He nodded his head slowly, remember to breathe. Yeah. He was going to remember that. Yeah. Though the boy still remained right where he was, extremely still with face still paled. This was going to be fine.
”Huh?” He slowly turned his head to the side, hearing Yoongi address him. ”Yeah, fine… I’m fine,” he whispered back, clearly not. But well… Here he was. The Gryffindor turned back to look straight ahead when Professor Dakest went on to address the class as a whole once more. Giving them all the option to look into the pensive…. Which Zander Adair was not going to do. He did notice Sophie Brown make her way over, though. But there wasn’t much he did to acknowledge her presence. Just a slight nod.
As for the pensive, he had already made up his mind. He was never going to look into a pensive ever again. Not if he could help it, anyways. The last time he looked into one… No. He wasn’t going to do that. He already knew what death looked like. And that was the whole point of this right, to educate? So he already knew. Didn’t need another look at something like that. He wondered what Sophie would choose to do, though.
Seeing her make her way over towards the pensive though, he remained still. Her choice. Zander kind of wished she wouldn’t go look at it, knowing how painful those kinds of memories could be. What surprised him was the fact that she wasn’t going to the memory, she was going for the Professor? He watched her curiously, already deciding that he wanted to ask her if they could partner up together. So he stood there, watching from the benches.
…. What?
Why would her mother be calling her in the middle of class? Surely Mrs. Brown knew that an early morning such as this one meant an indecent time for a mirror call. He was both curious and concerned and also still remained in his spot, feet glued to the ground. He’d wait for her to return so they could start on the activity together.
But why in Merlin’s name would her mum be calling in the middle of class?
Speaking of students being here to learn, Sabel didn't miss Zander's lingering concern in Brown's direction or his attention on the door. It was a question as to whether he should send the head boy out after her, but then, it hadn't been a few minutes.
"Adair, why don't you find someone to pair up with." The suggestion was gentle enough, but firm. No, he didn't mean the someone that was currently missing from class. Head boy duties and all. Come Mr. Adair.
SPOILER!!: Paulina
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Paulina listened carefully as Professor Dakest spoke. Not only was the subject of today's lesson quite fascinating, it was good to know about death and the killing curse. Thank Merlin the spell was illegal and the Death Eaters were history along with Lord Voldemort.
As the activity was announced, Paulina wondered who she could work with. Benny and Adi had teamed up right off the bat and Paulina didn't want to be a third wheel. She knew how close the two boys were and wanted to give them some guy time. She DID see the girl from the lake, however. Her name was Angel; hard to forget since it wasn't common.
"Hey, I'll work with you if you want," Paulina said with a small smile as she approached her.
And there was another student opting not to go for the pensive. Fine by him. Likely meant less angry parent letters later. At least she was being proactive and finding a partner.
SPOILER!!: Hady
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Hady felt a hand on her should and looked up to see Professor Dakest. Not a word was said only a nod. Her usual nod mind you. The one that said she was alright. Everything was alright. Nothing at all here to worry about.
Exhaling another breath her eyes once more scanned over her peers. Oh yeah. Still needed a partner. Okay then. With a pair of slow moving feet she made her way towards an empty spot in the room and waited for someone else that needed a partner.
Ah so Lynch was okay? That nod...Sabel considered it for a moment before nodding back and removing his hand. If she thought she was okay, then she was okay. He would trust her.
SPOILER!!: Brooklyn
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Oh, she knew that little detail that Professor Dakest wasn’t mentioning in his explanation of ways to avoid the curse. That seventh year Hufflepuff had indirectly mentioned it when she’d brought up Harry Potter, after all. Either way, Brooklyn had remained silent. Calculating, observing. Analysing the reactions as people had started filtering up to the pensieve. Of course she hadn’t kept herself away, stepping up to it once the last person had walked away looking shaken. She wasn’t afraid. Not of a memory. Not even as she’d been sucked in and landed on the floor of the trashed building. She just kept reminding herself that it was a memory. It was like a dream, except it wasn’t really happening to her. It was a learning experience, something she could use.
Except it had been difficult keeping herself entirely separate. As she’d comeback, she’d blinked a few times, but otherwise very little reaction had shown on her face. Only people who had known her well, of which there were very few here at the castle, would have known how shaken she really was. She refused to let anyone else see her feeling weak, but she’d still found herself looking around until her blue eyes landed on Hady. Maybe she was close enough, and if anything, she trusted her not to mess up and hurt her. Since they were supposed to work with a partner, anyhow, and she made her way over to her dorm mate. Not saying a word but hoping she understood.
It was hard to read some students, hard to gauge just how well they were doing. Some had good game faces, he would give them that. It'd be a good skill to have.
He was used to seeing them though, finding the tight little lines that spoke much more than the overall expression. That was why his gaze lingered on Andrew for a long moment. Just to make sure that her pretense for being okay didn't only last a few feet.
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Paulina listened carefully as Professor Dakest spoke. Not only was the subject of today's lesson quite fascinating, it was good to know about death and the killing curse. Thank Merlin the spell was illegal and the Death Eaters were history along with Lord Voldemort.
As the activity was announced, Paulina wondered who she could work with. Benny and Adi had teamed up right off the bat and Paulina didn't want to be a third wheel. She knew how close the two boys were and wanted to give them some guy time. She DID see the girl from the lake, however. Her name was Angel; hard to forget since it wasn't common.
"Hey, I'll work with you if you want," Paulina said with a small smile as she approached her.
Angel smiled as she heard Paulina speak to her. "Hi, I'd love to work with you." Angel couldn't wait to see what she could do, she didn't want to go first however because she was a bit nervous about this subject and she was still shocked about seeing the death and she had a feeling the Professor was keeping an eye on her, saying that she wanted to speak to him later about a few things and she would do it straight after the lesson.
Angel looked at Paulina for a few seconds before speaking. "Would you like to go first?" Angel wanted to be defending first, she didn't really feel like the idea of practicing the attacking spell first.
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SPOILER!!: Adi's dragon <3
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He took the smile and the returned squeeze as a good sign, the lion nodding as Adi tried to assure him that he was going to be fine. The seventh year also noticed a certain younger lion view the memory and not appear too flustered. Was she so uneffected? Benny in turn would be keeping an eye on his boyfriend and bestie both throughout the class and after to see if there was any lasting effects on what the older Hufflepuff had seen in the penseive. But for now, they were going to move on with the practice and simple hope for the best.
At the suggestion of him defending first, the Gryffindor saw no issue in it. "Sure...I can do that," he answered, slipping his wand back out into his grasp. Then as Adi moved away from him, Benny echoed the movement to give a decent amount of space between them. He took the warning to brace himself which was helpful despite the fact that he knew the green spell being used to be nothing like the dangerous and deadly spell they had been talking about. It still made him nervous and his mind was racing through options as spell was cast...wordlessly...the green light zooming towards him.
His instinct made him duck and crouch down to avoid the spell. The spell fizzling out past him. He just didn't trust any spell to create something to be used as a physical shield. And it wasn't like that was a clearly expressed response to the spell anyway. When he finally looked up, the look on Adi's face made him concerned. "Adi?" he questioned as he straightened up to his full height.
Oh, no! It was going to get Benny!
Adi really was thinking that it was a genuine Curse heading for his boyfriend and the thought that his Boggart would become a reality flashed in his head. But then Benny was expertly dodging the spell. WHEW! Take THAT, 'Killing Curse'!
"Hmm?'' Adi's brown eyes had been fixated on the spot where the spell had died but now they found Benny's blue ones. Oh... he had noticed something was wrong. "Thought for a moment there that the curse was real,'' he explained. "Also thought my boggart was about to come through.'' He couldn't help those thoughts. Benny was both his weakness and strength. But ugh! Adi needed to get himself together!
He gave the Gryffindor a small smile. "I'll be fine.'' He'd probably need some squishy hugs or cuddles later but right now they had an activity to get done. "I'm ready when you are.'' Yep, yep!
Henric 'bravely' stepped up next and put his head into the pensive. It took a moment for him to realise that he wasn't in the classroom anymore, he was in some kind of a dark room. It was hard to see in this darkness but he knew he wasn't alone. Merlin, what was going on in here?! Could the faceless people see him? Well...obviously not. But...what were they talking about? Their voices muffled, he couldn't understand what they were saying. Suddenly a flash of green light was seen bursting out of the man's wand and Henric stumbled back in shock! A messy scene was taking place before him now and he couldn't do anything but watch with wide-eyed fear. He shielded himself as the table exploded in front of him. Bloody hell! Get him out of there!
By the time he opened his eyes again, he was back in the classroom. Safe and sound. Henric was breathing so hard, he felt his heart beating rapidly against his chest. Woah...what did he just experience?! He blinked away the tears that formed on its own in his eyes and tried to think that it was only a memory...just a memory.Calm breaths...Henric.... Merlin...this was how it felt like...being so close to the brink of death...
Sickly pale but otherwise expressionless - though anyone with a trained eye would see the lingering cold darkness in her eyes - the Head Girl re-entered the classroom, set her bag down by the wall, and took a brief moment to survey the current classroom scene before crossing over toward Zander, her wand in hand.
And she was very, very deliberately avoiding Dakest's gaze.
"Ready to do the thing?" The... homing thing? The activity? Whatever Dakest had wanted them to do that Soph no longer recalled the details of anymore, nor did she seem to care? Whatever it was?
All that mattered was getting through the class without anyone getting on her case so she could leave with Zander at the end and not get them penalized for leaving class. One thing at a time.
Henric 'bravely' stepped up next and put his head into the pensive. It took a moment for him to realise that he wasn't in the classroom anymore, he was in some kind of a dark room. It was hard to see in this darkness but he knew he wasn't alone. Merlin, what was going on in here?! Could the faceless people see him? Well...obviously not. But...what were they talking about? Their voices muffled, he couldn't understand what they were saying. Suddenly a flash of green light was seen bursting out of the man's wand and Henric stumbled back in shock! A messy scene was taking place before him now and he couldn't do anything but watch with wide-eyed fear. He shielded himself as the table exploded in front of him. Bloody hell! Get him out of there!
By the time he opened his eyes again, he was back in the classroom. Safe and sound. Henric was breathing so hard, he felt his heart beating rapidly against his chest. Woah...what did he just experience?! He blinked away the tears that formed on its own in his eyes and tried to think that it was only a memory...just a memory.Calm breaths...Henric.... Merlin...this was how it felt like...being so close to the brink of death...
And here was another one unstabalized by the memory. Sabel reached out and put his hand on Nicolei's shoulder, not to rest it there, but to give the kid a few good, strong claps. "That's right. Just breathe."
Breathe and walk away from the pensive and sit down if needed. That's what his gentle push away from the bowl meant.
SPOILER!!: Sophie
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Originally Posted by feeheeheeny
Sickly pale but otherwise expressionless - though anyone with a trained eye would see the lingering cold darkness in her eyes - the Head Girl re-entered the classroom, set her bag down by the wall, and took a brief moment to survey the current classroom scene before crossing over toward Zander, her wand in hand.
And she was very, very deliberately avoiding Dakest's gaze.
"Ready to do the thing?" The... homing thing? The activity? Whatever Dakest had wanted them to do that Soph no longer recalled the details of anymore, nor did she seem to care? Whatever it was?
All that mattered was getting through the class without anyone getting on her case so she could leave with Zander at the end and not get them penalized for leaving class. One thing at a time.
Then there was Brown. Returning, totally un-Brown like. It wasn't the pale face or the look in her eye that really gave it away, but the fact she didn't look anywhere but the floor where her feet landed. Sabel felt his heart drop into his stomach, but he kept his expression neutral.
Seeing that the pensive was clear for the moment, Sabel walked over to where she had set her bag down and picked it right back up again. Then he was at her side, putting bag back in her hands. His voice was kept low, so not to cause a scene, but there was no question or room for arguing. "Brown. You are dismissed from class."
He wouldn't say baring no penalty, he wouldn't say why or why not, he wouldn't let her argue. If anyone overheard, it would be as if he was punishing her for taking a mirror call during his class. No other reason. He watched her closely.
"You may take Adair with you if you like." This last bit, however, was said in a purely confidential volume.
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SPOILER!!: Dakest
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Originally Posted by Tarantula
Speaking of students being here to learn, Sabel didn't miss Zander's lingering concern in Brown's direction or his attention on the door. It was a question as to whether he should send the head boy out after her, but then, it hadn't been a few minutes.
"Adair, why don't you find someone to pair up with." The suggestion was gentle enough, but firm. No, he didn't mean the someone that was currently missing from class. Head boy duties and all. Come Mr. Adair.
Yes, he was still waiting for Sophie Brown to walk back into class. He knew she would. She never skipped class. She-- Which is why he was so concerned, actually. She never skipped class. She loved DADA and Professor Dakest's lessons. The only time he could recall her running out like that was during the patronus lesson last term and that was because she was really REALLY hurt. So of course he was nervous. His gaze hadn't left the door.
And clearly that didn't go unnoticed. Because he was being called out for it. "Er, I was actually gonna partner with Soph so she didn't come back without one," that sounded logical, right?
SPOILER!!: Sophie and Dakest
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Originally Posted by feeheeheeny
Sickly pale but otherwise expressionless - though anyone with a trained eye would see the lingering cold darkness in her eyes - the Head Girl re-entered the classroom, set her bag down by the wall, and took a brief moment to survey the current classroom scene before crossing over toward Zander, her wand in hand.
And she was very, very deliberately avoiding Dakest's gaze.
"Ready to do the thing?" The... homing thing? The activity? Whatever Dakest had wanted them to do that Soph no longer recalled the details of anymore, nor did she seem to care? Whatever it was?
All that mattered was getting through the class without anyone getting on her case so she could leave with Zander at the end and not get them penalized for leaving class. One thing at a time.
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Originally Posted by Tarantula
Then there was Brown. Returning, totally un-Brown like. It wasn't the pale face or the look in her eye that really gave it away, but the fact she didn't look anywhere but the floor where her feet landed. Sabel felt his heart drop into his stomach, but he kept his expression neutral.
Seeing that the pensive was clear for the moment, Sabel walked over to where she had set her bag down and picked it right back up again. Then he was at her side, putting bag back in her hands. His voice was kept low, so not to cause a scene, but there was no question or room for arguing. "Brown. You are dismissed from class."
He wouldn't say baring no penalty, he wouldn't say why or why not, he wouldn't let her argue. If anyone overheard, it would be as if he was punishing her for taking a mirror call during his class. No other reason. He watched her closely.
"You may take Adair with you if you like." This last bit, however, was said in a purely confidential volume.
The longer she was gone for, the more worried Zander grew. What was taking so long? Why was her mother calling her in the middle of a lesson??? Zander had met the woman before and Mrs. Brown was a very intelligent person... This definitely wasn't on accident.
That's it. He was leaving. He was gonna go after her.
But before he could do just that, the Head Girl was making her way back in? And... Zander didn't have a trained eye, but he did know something was wrong. Almost immediately. The same enthusiasm that she had every DADA lesson was missing. She was holding her gaze to the ground. Her face was paler than usual. Something was wrong.
"We don't have to--" Um. Seeing Dakest walk up behind him, the Gryffindor quickly let his sentence trail off. Heh. Hi Professor. Definitely not gonna tell Sophie Brown that maybe they could just skip the activity all together. NOPE. He was being a model student. YUP. Not doing anything fishy of any-- What?
Dakest could tell too.
Zander had probably never appreciated the guy more. And here he was thinking that Sabel Dakest was just another old grumpy, Professor. The man was kind of brilliant... And Zander finally saw that. He only looked over at Dakest, giving the man a very thankful, humble nod at the last sentiment before turning back to Sophie.
It was her move. Was she going to listen? He wasn't sure. But he was sticking with her. That he was sure of. Something wasn't right.
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Originally Posted by Harry174
Angel smiled as she heard Paulina speak to her. "Hi, I'd love to work with you." Angel couldn't wait to see what she could do, she didn't want to go first however because she was a bit nervous about this subject and she was still shocked about seeing the death and she had a feeling the Professor was keeping an eye on her, saying that she wanted to speak to him later about a few things and she would do it straight after the lesson.
Angel looked at Paulina for a few seconds before speaking. "Would you like to go first?" Angel wanted to be defending first, she didn't really feel like the idea of practicing the attacking spell first.
Judging by some of the reactions from her classmates, Paulina was glad that she had opted to forego the pensive. She didn't think she could handle something like that - not even safe in a classroom. There were some things she felt were best left to the imagination, and so long as she knew how the spell worked and how to defend herself from it she was content.
Time to move on, because they needed to get started.
"Sure, I don't mind going first." Judging that Angel would be ready for it, Paulina raised her wand before making a line sideways and ending with a forward flick. "Persequoris!"
The green light shooting towards the Gryffindor looked like the killing curse, but Paulina knew that it was harmless.
Then there was Brown. Returning, totally un-Brown like. It wasn't the pale face or the look in her eye that really gave it away, but the fact she didn't look anywhere but the floor where her feet landed. Sabel felt his heart drop into his stomach, but he kept his expression neutral.
Seeing that the pensive was clear for the moment, Sabel walked over to where she had set her bag down and picked it right back up again. Then he was at her side, putting bag back in her hands. His voice was kept low, so not to cause a scene, but there was no question or room for arguing. "Brown. You are dismissed from class."
He wouldn't say baring no penalty, he wouldn't say why or why not, he wouldn't let her argue. If anyone overheard, it would be as if he was punishing her for taking a mirror call during his class. No other reason. He watched her closely.
"You may take Adair with you if you like." This last bit, however, was said in a purely confidential volume.
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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack
Yes, he was still waiting for Sophie Brown to walk back into class. He knew she would. She never skipped class. She-- Which is why he was so concerned, actually. She never skipped class. She loved DADA and Professor Dakest's lessons. The only time he could recall her running out like that was during the patronus lesson last term and that was because she was really REALLY hurt. So of course he was nervous. His gaze hadn't left the door.
And clearly that didn't go unnoticed. Because he was being called out for it. "Er, I was actually gonna partner with Soph so she didn't come back without one," that sounded logical, right?
The longer she was gone for, the more worried Zander grew. What was taking so long? Why was her mother calling her in the middle of a lesson??? Zander had met the woman before and Mrs. Brown was a very intelligent person... This definitely wasn't on accident.
That's it. He was leaving. He was gonna go after her.
But before he could do just that, the Head Girl was making her way back in? And... Zander didn't have a trained eye, but he did know something was wrong. Almost immediately. The same enthusiasm that she had every DADA lesson was missing. She was holding her gaze to the ground. Her face was paler than usual. Something was wrong.
"We don't have to--" Um. Seeing Dakest walk up behind him, the Gryffindor quickly let his sentence trail off. Heh. Hi Professor. Definitely not gonna tell Sophie Brown that maybe they could just skip the activity all together. NOPE. He was being a model student. YUP. Not doing anything fishy of any-- What?
Dakest could tell too.
Zander had probably never appreciated the guy more. And here he was thinking that Sabel Dakest was just another old grumpy, Professor. The man was kind of brilliant... And Zander finally saw that. He only looked over at Dakest, giving the man a very thankful, humble nod at the last sentiment before turning back to Sophie.
It was her move. Was she going to listen? He wasn't sure. But he was sticking with her. That he was sure of. Something wasn't right.
Sophie wasn't going to back down no matter how concerned Zander looked, and as he started to protest her urging them to start the activity, he was trailing off, and Soph turned to see why.
...Ugh.
Darn Auror.
Soph knew right away that his statement wasn't a punishment. He wasn't mad that she'd left class and come back - she'd done that before, and he'd never questioned her then - even though this time she'd disrupted class, but she knew well enough that he was seeing right through her stone cold facade and was putting her out of her misery.
Misery, or... whatever this chilling numbness was.
Taking her bag back from him, she slung it over her shoulder wordlessly, then took Zander's hand in hers and started walking back toward the door with him... then promptly stopped and looked back at Dakest, the memory resurfacing of the hug they'd shared when the professor got his bad news at the end of the summer. A hug that she hoped made him feel less numb, less broken by whatever the news was that he had received - and, for a moment, emotions threatened to creep in and cause her to initiate one of those from him in a role reversal this time, but she had her wits enough about her to know where they were. In class. He had a job to do. And she wasn't sure she wanted to feel less numb, or to feel things at all.
Numb was good. Numb was safe. Numb was keeping her together.
She couldn't find her voice, though, to thank him for understanding or say anything at all. Without any more from Sophie Brown besides an empty look directed the professor's way, she was gone, taking Zander Adair with her.
So they get to choose whether they wanted to stay here to view Killing curse memory or leave with the younger students. Stay of course. Her brother and uncle probably wouldn't be too happy when they heard about this but then again this world wasn't filled with sunshine, rainbow and unicorn. There's some ugly things in this world and she need to see it. She didn't want to hide behind her brother and uncle anymore. Like her father said she's not a baby anymore.
When some of the students who stayed to view the Killing Curse memory gave the Professor insight about Killing Curse, Candice decided to stay silent because everyone already said what she wanted to say. So no need to repeat it again.
Then Dakest explained to them the best way to defend themselves from the Killing Curse. Shared wand cores, that's a lucky bet. Using other spell to intercept and hit the killing curse. But the Professor said its a bit risky. Okay. And the last one was dodging, or blocking the curse with a physical barrier. Physical barrier. Riiiiight. She'd remembered that.
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Its pensieve time.
She wanted to see what's in the pensieve. How bad its. She just wanted to know. So the Gryffindor walked over to the pensieve. She took a deep breath before she ducked her head into the pensieve.
First thing she noticed was she's not in the classroom anymore. Where was she? It look like an aisle but she didn't recognize it the aisle she's in. She couldn't see clearly. She can only see her hands, he wands, the floor beneath her feet and some closer plant leaves. Other things were just foggy. Then there's a shadow. A person? She couldn't tell if the person was a he or a she. She heard a voice. Not a very clear voice. She didn't know what it said. Then suddenly the figure was casting a silent spell. The first a zap of light and the second was an eerie emerald green spell. Killing Curse. Then after that its just CHAOS everywhere. She could feel the fear. The adrenaline pumping. But there's nothing she could do. Its just a memory but it feel SO real.
Then all too quickly she was back into the classroom where she was safe and sound. No foggy background. No plants. No foggy figure. Just her, her classmate and Professor Dakest.
SIGH.
She walked away. FAR AWAY from the pensieve.
Partner. Yes. She need that. When Candice finally managed to control her breathing, she looked around the room to find someone who still partnerless like her. It look like Nicolei still couldn't find a partner. She walked toward the Hufflepuff. "Hey, let's partner up."
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Henric felt a hand on his shoulder and looked up to find it was Professor Dakest's. He smiled weakly back,"Thanks professor..." He needed the strong reassurance that he was alright. He stepped away from the pensive and walked slowly back to his seat. It took him a few minutes to stabilize himself once more. Henric hands were still shaking. He quickly folded his arms on his chest. Yup...no one saw that. B-but..why was he still shaken up by that memory?
As more students started experiencing the same terrible memory in the pensive, Henric watched them quietly with careful attention. Fear stricken faces was seen in each of their faces and he couldn't help but feel a little sick inside. Soon after the pensive viewing was over, they were told to partner up for the activity ahead.
He looked around the room for an available partner but heard someone calling him from behind. He turned his head around to she who? Oh,Candice.He wasn't surprised. Besides... everyone else seemed taken. Shrugging,"Yeah sure, Candice...do you want to start casting the homing spell first?"he asked her.
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SPOILER!!: Brooklyn
Oh, she knew that little detail that Professor Dakest wasn’t mentioning in his explanation of ways to avoid the curse. That seventh year Hufflepuff had indirectly mentioned it when she’d brought up Harry Potter, after all. Either way, Brooklyn had remained silent. Calculating, observing. Analysing the reactions as people had started filtering up to the pensieve. Of course she hadn’t kept herself away, stepping up to it once the last person had walked away looking shaken. She wasn’t afraid. Not of a memory. Not even as she’d been sucked in and landed on the floor of the trashed building. She just kept reminding herself that it was a memory. It was like a dream, except it wasn’t really happening to her. It was a learning experience, something she could use.
Except it had been difficult keeping herself entirely separate. As she’d comeback, she’d blinked a few times, but otherwise very little reaction had shown on her face. Only people who had known her well, of which there were very few here at the castle, would have known how shaken she really was. She refused to let anyone else see her feeling weak, but she’d still found herself looking around until her blue eyes landed on Hady. Maybe she was close enough, and if anything, she trusted her not to mess up and hurt her. Since they were supposed to work with a partner, anyhow, and she made her way over to her dorm mate. Not saying a word but hoping she understood.
As her gaze swung from person to person they locked on a pair of blue ones. A familiar pair that seemed to speak the same as hers. They wouldn't say a word about their previous trial with the pensieve for none was needed. Hady silently met her fellow snake halfway.
She knew it wasn't needed to be agreed upon. The girls would be partners for this activity. If anyone could be trusted right then to not harm her it was Brooklyn. "Mind if I get us started?" The question was spoken flatly as she fingers the smooth wood of her wand her fingers moving to grip it tightly in her hand then. Right now she just wanted to get this over with. The memory was to clear in her mind and what was needed to block it out there wasn't time for. That being, she only had one choice. Move forward.
Hady took several large steps backwards as she got herself a safe distance away. There would be no messing this up. No injuries. Taking in a breath only to let it out slowly she raised her wand when she saw Brooklyn was ready. There was a line to the side and a forwards flick from her wand, "Persequoris!"
As the green light from the tip of her wand shot towards the other Slytherin girl Hady almost wanted to look away. She knew it wasn't what it was intended to look like but with the memory on her mind it was a bit nerve rattling.
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Oh, no! It was going to get Benny!
Adi really was thinking that it was a genuine Curse heading for his boyfriend and the thought that his Boggart would become a reality flashed in his head. But then Benny was expertly dodging the spell. WHEW! Take THAT, 'Killing Curse'!
"Hmm?'' Adi's brown eyes had been fixated on the spot where the spell had died but now they found Benny's blue ones. Oh... he had noticed something was wrong. "Thought for a moment there that the curse was real,'' he explained. "Also thought my boggart was about to come through.'' He couldn't help those thoughts. Benny was both his weakness and strength. But ugh! Adi needed to get himself together!
He gave the Gryffindor a small smile. "I'll be fine.'' He'd probably need some squishy hugs or cuddles later but right now they had an activity to get done. "I'm ready when you are.'' Yep, yep!
Adi had seemed lost for a moment or two as Benny called his name questioning and concerned. The thought confirmed by the hmm that was the first answer before brown eyes met blue. His boggart...oh. "Well it didn't...and I'm perfectly safe," the Gryffindor assured his other half. Yeah, definitely glad he hadn't looked else his mind make a similar connection. Dueling against one another was one thing, they wouldn't be comfortable shooting hurtful seeming spells at each other.
Right...it was his turn to cast offensively.
A nice, innocent homing spell that just had the same color as the deadly curse. "Persequoris!" he cast, moving his wand in a side line plus quick flick forward like Dakest had demonstrated and they all had practiced. The light shot towards Adi and Benny awaited the reaction from his boyfriend.
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It was one thing to ask students to look at a memory, another to see how they were after witnessing said memory. The thing was detached from him by now, but to the students it was very real. Very terrifying. And while that was good, it was really not so good.
Reaching out, Sabel put a hand on Zeke's shoulder to steady him as he moved out of the way. No words were needed.
Sabel's gesture was appreciated, though not necessary. He could stomach it, he was determined to stomach it. Because while it was nothing at all as 'glamourous' as he imagined casting such magic would be, it certainly had its own powerful aura. It wasn't necessarily something that was unattainable, but it was something one wouldn't WANT to attain... not... not easily at least.
Zeke was happy to move on, get his blood pumping and his limbs moving.
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Yoongi did managed a small smile as he looked at Zeke before moving his gaze to the pensieve. "Some memory huh?" he said vaguely, scratching the back of his neck. He looked around when the younger Gryffindor agreed to be his partner and shrugged his shoulders. "I'll cast first" he said. "I think we first need to move out of the way though..." didn't want the spell to hit any of the other students by accident.
He walked away, figured Zeke would follow him while taking his wand out of his wrist holster as he did so and when he found a good spot he swiftly and abruptly turned around, made a line to the side and a flick at the Gryffindor "Persequoris!" green light flashed out of his phoenix feathered wand and in his direction.
"Yep," was all Zeke could muster as a reply. It really was something. Something alright.
Nevertheless, Yoongi would cast first, so he would have to be prepared. Nodding, the fourth year followed Yoongi away from the others to some open space to work in... his wand still clenched between his fingers.
While he was anticipating Yoongi to make the first move, and while he was thinking of ALL the different ways he could defend himself, he didn't anticipate that it would come BEFORE they confirmed their positions. All too quickly there was a flash of green screaming toward him, and he didn't have time to process his reaction.
Instead of using his wand, his best chance of defending himself, his best chance of survival... he threw himself to the floor. Fat lot of good that did him too, because he still felt the sting of the green light. "Ouch!" Geeeeez dude! The impact on the floor had hurt too, but that was the last thing on his mind right now, because technically, he was as good as dead.
He was about to say as much, when he picked himself up off the floor, not even bothering to brush himself off before sending green sparks with the honing spell at the fifth year, "Persequoris," with a line to the side and a forward flick of his wand.
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