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Post by sinsu on Aug 15, 2007 22:57:28 GMT -5
Sighing Sinsu looked around the classroom. Well at least she had been entertained for a while. Noticing a window seat which was open she picked up her bag. Serina had disapeared back into it when the window had shattered. Apparently loud noises annoyed her as much as Dee. Yawning she sat down and gazed out the window debating with herself weather it would be worth skiping class or not. Realizing she had already made too much ruckus to slip away quietly she muttered under her breath about being stupid.
After a few minutes she pulled out her note book and a herbology book. With a ferver she began to flip between pages jotting things down. Randomly it seemed she'd pull out books from her bag which seemed to not have a bottom in it for each time she reached into it she seemed to reach deeper and deeper. Suddenly a look of confusion crossed her face as she came apone a particularly difficult plant she couldn't decide how best to crossbreed it.
She reached into her bag so far it seeme that her whole arm disapeared before she pulled out a potted plant. After poking it a few times it began to move and she examined a few of its leaves. Apparently she had forgotten she was in another classroom. She was in her own little world now.
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Post by Dylan Cooper on Aug 17, 2007 21:38:41 GMT -5
Dylan found the Charms classroom a little earlier than necessary, and with it, several people, minus the professor. The walk up to the third floor had been rather uneventful compared to the usual standards of odd happenings at Hogwarts, and for this he found that he was actually quite relieved. His eyes noted a certain lack of a broken window and he furrowed his brow slightly, remembering a crash that he'd heard and wondering what on earth had happened. Scouting for an appropriate seat, he took the usual things into consideration. The view of the grounds that he got, the proximity to the door and teacher’s desk, and the vantage point of the board. Choosing a seat near the middle of the front row (he simply detested sitting behind people that he couldn’t see over), he saw Dee seated in the row, a seventh former in his house that he’d never really talked to. He knew who she was of course, if not by reputation alone, but she was too advanced for him, despite being in many of his classes.
Sitting a few seats down from the older Ravenclaw, he slid his bag onto the desk before him and took his seat, unzipping the backpack and removing his Charms books and necessary equipment all in the next few movements. Dropping his now re-zipped bag onto the floor beside him, he dipped his favourite eagle feather quill into some jet black ink and headed up a fresh sheet of parchment with the words: Charms Class # 1 and the date. He wondered briefly when the professor would arrive, and checked his watch for about the fourth time in 10 minutes, noting that class should begin soon.
OOC: changed, sorry about the mistake xD
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Post by Alessandro Darko on Aug 17, 2007 22:32:09 GMT -5
OOC: The window was repaired shortly after it was broken Welcome aboard Dylan! He raised his gaze from his Advanced Transfiguration book and noticed a fourth year fellow Ravenclaw enter the room. He had never really noticed the boy before, but as he watched him, he reminded him of himself on his first day of class. Studious, prepared, and anxious, as he noted the boy looking at his watch every so often. Alessandro smiled and looked back down into his book. Having enough of any subject he closed it and replaced it into his sidebag at his feet and pulled out some parchment and a quill. He began to write a letter to his mother: Dear Mum, This year has been rather interesting. I've been doing a lot of research in the library lately. I'm being that good Ravenclaw that you know me to be. Studious and always trying to stay on top of things...He paused for a moment and thought on what else to regale her with. ...I'm making some interesting new friends by interesting situations you wouldn't believe. And I can't believe you didn't tell me about Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. I knew about the Chamber of Secrets and all that, but everyone seemed to know about her but me! It's okay, I played it off like I forgot....Oh yeah...One of the things I'm really drawn to lately is the Dark Arts....Is there any history in our family of anything pertaining to such matters?He finished his letter and rolled it up and put it in his bag. His eyes began to wander around the room and finally he said within a sigh "Is our Professor going to show up for the class at all?" and slumped back into his seat.
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