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While your everyday classroom would be set up with desks, chairs and maybe even an indication as to what the lesson was going to be about, this classroom was different. The chairs were gone, the desks had vanished and the only ‘new’ thing about this class were the two boxes sitting by Professor Hirsch’s desk. One box, sealed, was sitting on the floor by the desk and the other, open and empty, was sitting on the man's desk itself.
With the desks and chairs gone, the Defence Professor has placed comfortable mats and cushions around the room. Each cushion has a small name tag on it and every inch of the floor is covered with the same mats that can be found in the Defence Training Room, if anyone has had a peek in there. If you look up at the board, you'll find out exactly what it is you're meant to do with your name tags...
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Take a name tag and write down your name, house and year before sticking it on your chest.
... And no fake names, please. He'd know. He would.
Speaking of, Professor Hirsch himself can be found leaning against his desk, his arms crossed across his chest and his legs crossed at the ankles.
So come in, grab a cushion, and wait for the lesson to begin.
OOC: Please make sure you're familiar with Hirsch's rules as well as the SS site rules before posting. Class will continue in about 21 hours time (Saturday 16th at roughly 3-4pm GMT). Hope you have fun! ^^
OOC: Class has already started but you may still jump in if you want to! Please don't post your charrie arriving, simply pretend as though they were there the entire time.
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Defense Against the Dark Arts!!!!!
This class was going to be AWESOME! Ariadne planned to be awesome at it, too! She'd grown up hearing all about the dangers of the Wizarding World, and she was armed with a wand and ready to defend herself! She wondered what they'd be doing today--werewolves? Grindylows? Dark wizards? She was thinking they were starting out with the BIG STUFF. Maybe they were. Who knew.
Ariadne entered the room and immediately began searching for a desk to call her own. Searching...searching...searching... Where were all the desks?! Ariadne glanced down and noticed all the mats and cushions around the room with name tags placed next to them. Hmm...OKAY THEN! Ariadne chose a mat then began getting her name tag ready. After sticking it on her shirt, she glanced up. "Hello, Professor!" she said.
"Hey Haddie!" Kitty answered her energetics friend greeting with a wave and a smile. Then she leaned back on her comfortable cushion and waited for the lesson to begin, feeling lazy and peaceful.
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Charlotte Kettleburn had a mission. Her mission was a continuation of the previous year, in which she would PROVE TO EVERYONE SHE WAS BETTER THAN AVA. She was cheerful about this though. It was fine because Ava was her friend so it was a safe sort of rivalry to have. Not quite the archnemesis she was looking for but STILL.
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Char Kettleburn (But you can call me Sharky)
Gryffindor (But I should have been a Ravenclaw)
Second year (But I'm almost thirteen and very grown up)
She filled her name tag out and stuck it on and then went to sit do-- hang on, where were the seats and desks? OMG WERE THEY GONNA DO SOMETHING FUN STRAIGHT AWAY WOULD THIS NEW GUY BE HER FAVOURITE PROFESSOR ALL OF A SUDDEN WHAT WAS GOING TO HAPPEN OH LOOK BOXES WAIT WERE THEY SUPPOSED TO SIT ON THE CUSHIONS? OH SHE COULDN'T SIT THIS WAS TOO EXCITING ALREADY!
She couldn't even DECIDE who to sit by so she just HOVERED in the centre of the room looking EAGER.
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be careful who you give it to :: they might not give it back to you
Oliver made his way into the DADA classroom in a fairly good mood for once. He was still sore as ever (not nearly as sore as Kali though), but since he only had to walk up to the 1st floor from the dungeons, he wasn't in nearly as much pain as he was in when he had gone to Astronomy.
And all would have been well if there had been desks and chairs like a normal classroom, but no. This class was different. Of course. Oliver knew exactly what cushions meant. THEY MEANT GETTING UP WOULD BE HARD. Thanks, Professor Hirsch. Really.
Sighing loudly, Ollie walked past the professor, waved without saying anything because the frustration was real, and sat down on what he thought to be the only cushion in the room that wasn't so ridiculously close to the ground. He pulled out a quill from his bag and wrote down his information on his name tag and stuck it on.
Melbourne Johanson had not even said a word yet. She was just sitting at her desk staring at Professor Hirsch…what was with the Professors here? Was it a prerequisite to be beautiful and have nice faces? Faces that looked so, so dreamy?
SHE WAS NOT DROOLING.
That was the truth.
Nope. Neither was she craning her neck and barely blinking at him.
Gosh.
His glasses made him look so smart and ugh…he was, just asdasdasd…amazing. Could she try and see if HE was single too? Like she was planning to do with Professor Draper…really, her sister could well with ANY of them and he looked so so so young compared to the other Professors here and that was hnnnnng….amazing.
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Amelia Johanson
Gryffindor
First Year
Nope she wasn’t doodling Professor Hirsch’s face on her notebook. Nope. Nothing like that all. "Hello Pro-professor hnnng Hirsch" she smiled and chewed on her lip.
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IT'S NOT AN ACT OF LOVE __________________________________________________ ___________ ____________
IF YOU MAKE HER ____________
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It was always nerve wracking going to the defense against the dark arts class. Mostly 'cause he wasn't good at it, like most of his classes. He also made sure to wear pants today. No skirts, like Flamsteed said. FOR NOW. Clutching his bag, Lance made it to his usual seat in the defense room BUT HIS SEAT WASN'T THERE. Whyy. Pursing his lips, his eyebrows rose at the sight of the cushions and mats. And a parchment thing. What.
One glance up to the front of the room though answered that question.
As well as the appearance of the professor.
OKAY, sitting down. Squinting at the board, he flopped down on one of the cushions, muttering the words under his breath until he got through it all. SIMPLE ENOUGH. Just a matter of getting his quill and ink out and a few scribbles and then a--
Yeah thats what crazy is, when its broken you say theres nothing to fix++++++++++++++++++++ +++++++And you pray that everything will be okay, while you're making all the same mistakes
Name tag still in her hand Mel simply stood there watching Professor Hirsch. Yep. He was pretty. She wasn’t even paying attention as she lifted her name tag and smacked it straight onto her forehead….maybe that would distract people from her blushing? And oh…Ace…he was there. She grinned over to the fluffy haired friend and took a seat near him.
”the people here look insanely pretty” she whispered to her friend as she kept looking at the Professor and then quickly scanned the rest of the room. Yep. It was something in the water.
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IT'S NOT AN ACT OF LOVE __________________________________________________ ___________ ____________
IF YOU MAKE HER ____________
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The visit to the defense training room hadn't given Olivia a clear view of what to expect in the actual classes. Except maybe room design. For as she returned to the first floor corridor they both resided on and stepped inside the appropriate doorway, it was clear they had the same designers. Though technically the classroom seemed more relaxed with mats AND cushions.
Professor Hirsch was there as well as a handful of students that included familiar faces such as her dorm mates Rachel, Kitty, Katherine, and Haddie, and the older years she had met already; Esme and Hady. "Hey guys," she greeted them all with a friendly smile before taking a random spot amongst them all. "Hello Professor," the first year then greeted the man before writing out her name tag and placing it on her robes. There.
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He loved the smell of DADA in the morning, it was grand. What was even better, was he didn't have to wear his stuffy school uniform. Brilliant. Figuring they'd be doing something active, or at least remotely so, Zeke had dresses in trackies and sneakers, with a plain white shirt and his grey hoodie over the top. He only hoped the new Professor wouldn't disappoint, the man had BIG shoes to fill. Sabel was and would continue to be something of a mentor to him.
Entering the classroom, the Gryffindor wasn't the least bit surprised that the setup had changed. It usually did. Professor's liked keeping them on their toes. The mats were familiar, and so he tread on them with confidence, the cushions though, he thought were unnecessary. With a smile, nod and a "Gooooood day, Professor," Zeke surveyed the class before picking a cushion on which to park himself.
Name tags first though...
Setting his bag down beside him and retrieving his quill, Zeke scrawled his details along it and fixed it to his chest, and then to fill the time, he began stretching out his legs.
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Melbourne Johanson had not even said a word yet. She was just sitting at her desk staring at Professor Hirsch…what was with the Professors here? Was it a prerequisite to be beautiful and have nice faces? Faces that looked so, so dreamy?
SHE WAS NOT DROOLING.
That was the truth.
Nope. Neither was she craning her neck and barely blinking at him.
Gosh.
His glasses made him look so smart and ugh…he was, just asdasdasd…amazing. Could she try and see if HE was single too? Like she was planning to do with Professor Draper…really, her sister could well with ANY of them and he looked so so so young compared to the other Professors here and that was hnnnnng….amazing.
Nope she wasn’t doodling Professor Hirsch’s face on her notebook. Nope. Nothing like that all. "Hello Pro-professor hnnng Hirsch" she smiled and chewed on her lip.
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It was always nerve wracking going to the defense against the dark arts class. Mostly 'cause he wasn't good at it, like most of his classes. He also made sure to wear pants today. No skirts, like Flamsteed said. FOR NOW. Clutching his bag, Lance made it to his usual seat in the defense room BUT HIS SEAT WASN'T THERE. Whyy. Pursing his lips, his eyebrows rose at the sight of the cushions and mats. And a parchment thing. What.
One glance up to the front of the room though answered that question.
As well as the appearance of the professor.
OKAY, sitting down. Squinting at the board, he flopped down on one of the cushions, muttering the words under his breath until he got through it all. SIMPLE ENOUGH. Just a matter of getting his quill and ink out and a few scribbles and then a--
SLAP! on his chest.
Moving into the classroom, Marsha grinned as happily walked around a few of her classmates. She waved a happy welcome to their Professor as she found Lance - OH, and Melon - sitting close by each other. Which made things easier for Marsha in all honesty. Taking the quickest way through the pillows, the Welsh girl plopped down on a pillow between Lance and Melon.
”Hi Lance.” She grinned at the trousers he was wearing - the Professor had requested comfortable shoes and clothing after all…. and then looked at Melon with a grin. ”Hey Melon.” She said with a smile though…
Her badge… Really?
Looking at her cousin, she looked at her eye contact and sighed a little. ”Mel…” She poked her shoulder. ”You might want to edit your badge, Melon. You are not your sister.” Sigggghhhh. Honestly.
Looking back to Lance, she giggled and rolled her eyes as she filled in her own badge before putting it on her sweater.
we're so not swooning over the males on the 1st floor. Nope, nope. Okay, yes we are!
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There was no need to tell Tia twice about Defense lesson; one it was a practical course and a NECESSITY for everything in the Magical World. Two, she'd SEEN him at the opening feast and though she hadn't gotten the chance to personally meet him yet, she wasn't about to miss attending a lesson with a pretty face instructing them.
Though she was a bit taken aback by the lack of desks and chairs, but the cushions didn't seem terribly uncomfortable and she guessed they would be up and moving after a short while anyway. Write their names and house and year on a name tag, and stick it to their robes. Wasn't that sort of redundant though to write their houses down when they were all wearing their uniforms with their house crests? Can she change her surname to Hirsch? Except that would be too blatant and he did say no fake names, but it didn't say no to future names. Except she didn't know whether her future name would be Hirsch or Finch yet, but one of them .... Sigh. Except if they turned out to already have a wife like Quigley claimed.
Enough with the daydreaming though. Name tag.
"Hello Professor Hirsch, welcome to Hogwarts." Tia smiled brightly at the young man, taking a tag, as she took a seat on of the cushions before beginning to neatly fill it out and stick it to her robes, just above her Head Girl badge.
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TiaMarie HiFin Mancini
Ravenclaw
Seventh Year
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Henric strolled into the classroom with a smile on his face."How are you, Professor Hirsch?" He greeted the new defence against the dark arts professor. He wondered what sort of defence spells they would be learning today. Henric noticed there were two boxes in the middle of the classroom, one sealed and the other opened. His curiousity perked. Hopefully, the sealed one wasn't a boggart or anything dangerous. But knowing this class, high chance it would be.
He headed to one of the available seats at the corner of the room before settling himself down comfortably. It felt nice to be able to stretch his long legs out and hug the cushion whenever he wanted. Heheh.
As more students began filling the seats around him, Henric made sure he didn't forget to give them an occasional nods and greetings. He guessed it was a prefect thing to do even though he barely knew some of them at all. He wished he was more like Adi sometimes, sociable and outspoken. Henric sighed, knowing he would find himself minding his own business more often than not. Anyway...
Picking up a nametag, he wrote down:
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Henric Nicolei
Hufflepuff
Sixth Year
He then pasted it on top of his shiny prefect and Man United badges.
"Nice..." He grinned, patting it lightly on his chest.
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Moving into the classroom, Marsha grinned as happily walked around a few of her classmates. She waved a happy welcome to their Professor as she found Lance - OH, and Melon - sitting close by each other. Which made things easier for Marsha in all honesty. Taking the quickest way through the pillows, the Welsh girl plopped down on a pillow between Lance and Melon.
”Hi Lance.” She grinned at the trousers he was wearing - the Professor had requested comfortable shoes and clothing after all…. and then looked at Melon with a grin. ”Hey Melon.” She said with a smile though…
Her badge… Really?
Looking at her cousin, she looked at her eye contact and sighed a little. ”Mel…” She poked her shoulder. ”You might want to edit your badge, Melon. You are not your sister.” Sigggghhhh. Honestly.
Looking back to Lance, she giggled and rolled her eyes as she filled in her own badge before putting it on her sweater.
Mel had been so distracted thinking what would Mika do that she hadn’t noticed the tag…until Sha had brought it up and her face was now definitely quite red. “Drat I was thinking about her and why she hadn’t told me about all the people here being so…pretty” she added the last word after a slight pause and carefully ripped the name tag from her head.
OW THAT HURT LIKE A…..owwwwww.
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Amelia Johanson
Melbourne Annika Johanson
Gryffindor, First Year
She wasn’t blushing still. “Thanks Sha,” she smiled over to her and grinned over to Lance. “Hi Lance! I like your name…Lancelot its all cool and unique and Arthurian….do people ask if you know a Guinevere?” She asked excitedly changing the topic from her name tag gaf.
Sticking it on her shirt this time so it would hurt her head this time around she just grinned. “he’s cool, he helped me in Astro” she nodded toward Lance. “we were a ball-stealing team” yes they were they were EPIC.
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IT'S NOT AN ACT OF LOVE __________________________________________________ ___________ ____________
IF YOU MAKE HER ____________
Henric strolled into the classroom with a smile on his face."How are you, Professor Hirsch?" He greeted the new defence against the dark arts professor. He wondered what sort of defence spells they would be learning today. Henric noticed there were two boxes in the middle of the classroom, one sealed and the other opened. His curiousity perked. Hopefully, the sealed one wasn't a boggart or anything dangerous. But knowing this class, high chance it would be.
He headed to one of the available seats at the corner of the room before settling himself down comfortably. It felt nice to be able to stretch his long legs out and hug the cushion whenever he wanted. Heheh.
As more students began filling the seats around him, Henric made sure he didn't forget to give them an occasional nods and greetings. He guessed it was a prefect thing to do even though he barely knew some of them at all. He wished he was more like Adi sometimes, sociable and outspoken. Henric sighed, knowing he would find himself minding his own business more often than not. Anyway...
Picking up a nametag, he wrote down:
He then pasted it on top of his shiny prefect and Man United badges.
"Nice..." He grinned, patting it lightly on his chest.
Ah DADA class....one of her preferred classes. It wasn't Professor Dakest but hopefully this professor would still be interesting. She wore all black and had her hair braided into a long ponytail for this morning. This subject tended to include activity and loose hair and baggy or flowing clothes just tended to get in the way. The boxes were highly suspicious, but then...most things in this class tended to be. She usually just went with the flow and waited to see what would happen in most cases, so her curiosity was just peaked. The floor mats didn't surprise her however and honestly looked far more comfortable than desks.
Ilia entered the classroom with a pleasant smile and bowed to the new teacher. "Good day, Professor Hirsch." She greeted as politely as she could and briefly ran her gaze across the board to take in its words. Simple enough.
Alright, now where was her person? She scanned the room to see if he had arrived yet , Bingo. Once she laid eyes on him, she swiftly made her way to the mat beside him. Sitting down she smiled over at him brightly. "You look enthusiastic." Her words came with a smile, trying to tease him to put him into a good mood.
Name tag.....she picked up the blank object and neatly jotted down what she was asked to.
Its time for DADA lesson. Its one of the lessons she's looking forward to this term. Mostly because of The Professor. Ehem. Speaking of the HAWT Professor, he's already there when she entered the classroom. Hello Professor McSteamy!
And yes she did notice the absent of chairs and desks but that's not important to her. "Hello, Professor Hirsch. Welcome to Hogwarts." She hadn't had a chance to welcome the Professor, better late than never right? The Prefect gave him a curt nod and flipped her hair before she went to search for an empty cushion. She choose the one at the front of the class. Its a perfect spot to stare at Professor McSteamy. She picked up the name tag and wrote her name and stuffs before she stick it to her robes above her Prefect badge.
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Dot still wasn't a fan of name tags, and at this point in the scheme of things, she was starting to think that maybe Daxton had the right idea of it. Maybe it made a lot of sense to rebel outright and wear your rebellion on your badge.
And then she remembered that she wasn't much for rebellion over silly things AND she was a prefect and meant to be a good example. What a life.
Dot nodded politely at the professor as she took her seat on a mat. "Hello, professor." He was too handsome to be trusted with their lives, but then again... so had Dakest. And look, they were all alive, so that hadn't been a terrible decision. She picked up the name tag with a sigh and began to fill it out.
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Prefect Charlotte Wojack-Gusey
Sixth Year
Slytherin
Professor Pretty Face. Right. Good. She could deal with that. Norah gave him a polite smile as she entered, noting with far too much satisfaction that she didn't feel any warmth in her cheeks or ANYTHING, which probably meant they were pink-free. Did everybody see that? TOTALLY CHILL. It was a miracle. Or maybe she'd just gotten enough practice from spending all that time with Yoongi and HIS pretty face. She'd have to pay more attention next time.
With name tag in hand, she scanned the room, giving Dot a little wave before plopping herself down on a mattress next to a baby firstie (Katherine). A bottle of purple, broken quill, little bag of sparkles (in case there was an emergency), and single shoelace tumbled from her bag upon impact with the floor, and she gave the younger girl an apologetic grin as she rushed to stuff it all back in again, finally looking at her name tag once she had sat up and blown a curly strand of hair from her eyes with a small huff of air. "Nice to meet ya, Katherine Mary Moss." Katherine Mary Moss. Her name alone was more proper than Norah's entire existence could ever wish to be. Not that she ever DID wish to be proper, but y'know. Theoretically. She looked at her palm to make sure there were no remains of her breakfast left on there before sticking it out for a handshake. Top notch socialization, right? RIGHT.
Using her purple ink and a quill that WASN'T broken, she scribbled the necessary information on her own name tag and stuck it to the front of her robes. Nice.
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Janelle was rushing to get to Defense Against the Dark Arts class. She hadn't left as early as she meant to and now she was trying to beat the clock. Entering the classroom, she gave a sigh of relief. She wasn't late, which was good.
Looking around, Janelle noticed a lack of desks. In their place, mats could be found on the floor of the room. Walking over to an empty mat, she noticed the Professor and offered her greetings. "Hello Professor", she said cheerfully. Seeing that there were instructions for them to follow, Janelle began to write a nametag. Once she'd finished, she stuck the nametag on her robe and sat down. Taking out her necessary materials, Janelle waited for class to begin.
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Janelle Guidry
Ravenclaw
Fourth Year
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It wasn't as if Dima hadn't seen at least a dozen students get jelly knees when the apparently oh-so-attractive Hirsch passed by, and he was prepared for nothing less during his classes. But hopefully, the dramatic swooning and fainting could be kept to somewhat of a minimum in a lesson?
Although, being realistic, he had low expectations. This was Hogwarts, after all.
He greeted the professor with a light, "Good morning, sir," at his desk before heading to a cushion. It was labeled following Hirsch's guidelines in his scrawl, and then he took a seat near Norah, attempting to guess which folks would be the ones with hearts in their eyes today.
Not difficult.
At all.
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Carl walked into the D.A.D.A. Classroom, his eyes wandering around. There were no desks or chairs, which was okay for him. His very first Charms lesson was like this too and he enjoyed it very much. What caught his attention however, was the two boxes sitting by Professor Hirsch's desk. "Hello, Professor." He smiled, turning to the man.
Then, Carl headed over to find a comfy mat. Choosing one near the front of the classroom, he sat down and looked up at the board. Name tag. He liked those. So, he took out a quill and made his name tag, which he stuck onto his hoodie.
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Yoongi had been wondering how the new Professor was as he walked towards the DADA classroom. He was still slightly sad that Dakest had left however. He had liked him and had learned loads so he hoped these new lessons were going to be exciting as well.
As he entered the room and saw that there were no desks or chairs, just mats and cushions, the Head Boy looked around for a few seconds before he spotted the new Professor. ....Soooo... was this one of Candic's dreamy, steamy or whatever she had called them, men? Mweh there was nothing special about this one either.
"Hello Professor" he greeted with a smile before he turned around to find a place to seat. As he did so, he spotted Norah sitting with Kath, wearing Ravenclaw robes. He waved at them both because it would be rude to only wave at the Prefect but he did gave an extra wink at Norah as he walked passed her. A moment later he took a seat next to carl and poked him on his shoulder. "So you got Hufflepuff huh?" he said as he wrote his name tag.
Katerina sat up all straight and proper watching for the professor to start the lesson. Nametag stuck to her forehead. It wasn't long before a Gryffindor girl sat on the mat beside her. The blonde grinned at her, not really paying that much attention to her until......
Haha. Kat was a trend sitter! First and only time that would or has happened.
She grinned wider than the first time at the girl. "Hi, I'm Kat!" Pointing at her name stuck to her forehead. Reading her name tag too, the girl was also a first year. Kat beamed.
"Trixie." The Gryffindor replied with a smile and also pointing to the tag stuck to her forehead. She shuffled a little closer to the Hufflepuff so that they could talk quietly. Trixie had no idea how strict the Professor was.
"So what do you think we will be learning today?" Trixie hoped it was something exciting like battling Boggarts or Vampires. Never mind that she hardly knew any magic at all.
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Bastien was looking forward to this lesson more than any of the others at Hogwarts because he wanted to compare it to dark arts at durmstrang. Honestly, he didn't think it would hold up, but he could still have fun, yeah? And find out about the dueling club. If Hogwarts had one this year.
Please please, Merlin have one.
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Charlotte Kettleburn had a mission. Her mission was a continuation of the previous year, in which she would PROVE TO EVERYONE SHE WAS BETTER THAN AVA. She was cheerful about this though. It was fine because Ava was her friend so it was a safe sort of rivalry to have. Not quite the archnemesis she was looking for but STILL.
She filled her name tag out and stuck it on and then went to sit do-- hang on, where were the seats and desks? OMG WERE THEY GONNA DO SOMETHING FUN STRAIGHT AWAY WOULD THIS NEW GUY BE HER FAVOURITE PROFESSOR ALL OF A SUDDEN WHAT WAS GOING TO HAPPEN OH LOOK BOXES WAIT WERE THEY SUPPOSED TO SIT ON THE CUSHIONS? OH SHE COULDN'T SIT THIS WAS TOO EXCITING ALREADY!
She couldn't even DECIDE who to sit by so she just HOVERED in the centre of the room looking EAGER.
He didn't bat an eyelash at the lack of proper seating, nor did he care about it. The third year liked sitting on the floor just as much as he did in chairs. And if he thought anything of the girls practically falling over the professor it was impossible to tell by his serene expression.
What he DID notice was his cousin not sitting. He gently hooked his arm with one of hers and lead her to the front of the class. "Hey, Sharky." He read the name tag, and he spotted people he recognized, but it was Rula that he sat them by since she was already in the front and his BFF. She got brief grins.
Pulling out his name tag he wrote with his wand:
Bastien
Slytherin
Third Year
That was all the professor needed to know. Speaking of him, the blonde boy inclined his head in the man's direction as a form of greeting.
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Bastien was looking forward to this lesson more than any of the others at Hogwarts because he wanted to compare it to dark arts at durmstrang. Honestly, he didn't think it would hold up, but he could still have fun, yeah? And find out about the dueling club. If Hogwarts had one this year.
Please please, Merlin have one.
He didn't bat an eyelash at the lack of proper seating, nor did he care about it. The third year liked sitting on the floor just as much as he did in chairs. And if he thought anything of the girls practically falling over the professor it was impossible to tell by his serene expression.
What he DID notice was his cousin not sitting. He gently hooked his arm with one of hers and lead her to the front of the class. "Hey, Sharky." He read the name tag, and he spotted people he recognized, but it was Rula that he sat them by since she was already in the front and his BFF. She got brief grins.
Pulling out his name tag he wrote with his wand:
Bastien
Slytherin
Third Year
That was all the professor needed to know. Speaking of him, the blonde boy inclined his head in the man's direction as a form of greeting.
SHE WAS BEING KIDNAPPED! KIDNAAAAPPED! By her cousin, but STILL! Charlotte might have gone ahead with a dramatic reaction just for the fun of it but the fact that Bastien always was willing to call her Sharky, plus the fact that he was GOOD AT SPELL THINGS AND COuLD HELP HER BE THE BEST TO SHOW EVERYONE AVA WASN'T BETTER THAN HER meant that she was more than willing to be herded to the front. She smiled at Rula (knowing that Rula was to Bastien as Davie was to HER) and squished down right where Bastien had brought her.
Except, heeeeyyy.
"You forgot your LAST NAME, Bast!"
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be careful who you give it to :: they might not give it back to you