Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

[Bachi234]

Elizabeth nods to Grail and continues walking, "Almost there," she said without any hint of enthusiasm.

 

[Phoenixtears1]

Professor Zaerr's shoes skidded accross the hardwood floor as he arrived in his classroom. He quickly shoved the half torn parchment into the chest near his desk, then addressed the students already in the classroom, "Hello, and welcome to Defense Against the Dark Arts. I'm Professor Zaerr."

 

[Renight]

ooc: By the way, Renight, dress robes are not at all required, and it would most likely make your character look a little goofy. School uniforms are just fine.

Professor Zaerr was practically sprinting down the empty corridor. He was trying to make it to breakfast in time to quickly grab some pumpkin juice, and then head straight off to his first class. He had oversleapt, his late night travels the previous night had not done him any good. That's the last time I let a house elf do the important work. He thought miserably.

ooc: Thats the point lol!

 

[Bachi234]

Elizabeth walks into Professor Snape's dungeon classroom and takes a seat in the middle of the room. She waits to see where Grail will sit, "Hey, wanna just sit next to me?" She says, smiling up at him.

 

[Renight]

Salem walked to Mrs.Sprouts herbology class. after about 20 minutes, he was about to fall asleep when hagrid came in and asked mrs.Sprout if he could see me for a second. Salem walked out, Hagrid said,"There is a dead unicorn in the forbidden forest, why don't you cheak it out?" Salem agreed. After a hour and a half he told hagrid,"That unicorn was not killed by any animal I know." Hagrid nodded grimly and sent Salem back to herbology.

 

[Bachi234]

Elizabeth walked out of Snape's classroom, practically falling over from the amount of homework he had given them. "Well, guess it's off to transfiguration then."

 

[Phoenixtears1]

As the students filed out of class, Professor Zaerr steathily slipped the tattered parchment from his desk. He looked at the markings along it and sighed, knowing that he needed this task to end soon. The letter, though aged, was dated just over a year ago, a time that Mavis wished to forget.

 

[Renight]

(Is this forum dead?)

 

[Bachi234]

(I guess it doesn't have to be...)

 

[Phoenixtears1]

(Is this forum dead?)

(I guess it doesn't have to be...)

ooc: sorry about the long delay.... but, exactly! It doesn't have to be.... respond.....

 

[lightonahill514]

((is it too late to join?))

 

[Phoenixtears1]

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[lightonahill514]

Name: Starr Connelly
Age/Year: 15/5
Wand: oak, 13 3/4", rather bendy, single unicorn hair from the tail of a female unicorn
Backround: Pureblood; 2 brothers - one older, one younger; Both parents alive; Entire family in Hufflepuff except her;
Appearance: Metamorphamagus, but her actual appearance consists of flaming red hair in a short, pixie cut and clear, light blue eyes.
House: Gryffindor

((theres my character. i'll start writing later, as i have to go right now ))

 

[Renight]

I was walking too snapes room. Inside I sat near a few other Hufflepuff's, but I was totally clueless. When he asked how large to cut the onions and dragon dung, I simply shoved it all into the cualdron. It started exuming tan fumes and we had to get out, for if we breathed in it we would sing some stupid Muggle folk songs. So anyway Snape gave me quadreprol homework. And I still had the second half to go! But I knew that at the end of the school day I could blow them away.

 

[Phoenixtears1]

Professor Zaerr jumped as he heard a slight rapping on the door. "Come in!" He said, his tone harsh, yet full of relief. A first year slowly entered. Blast it, he thought, they're still frightened of me.

The boy, named Nicholas, as far as Zaerr could remember, handed over an essay Zaerr had assigned about a week ago. Sighing, he grabbed the paper from the boy's hands with slight frustration. The boy quickly ran out, giving a half-hearted "thanks", obviously surprised his late homework was accepted.

Zaerr leaned back in his chair and let out yet another sigh. The past week's events had left him rather tense. Perhaps there's something I could do that would relax me. Slowly, ideas began to form in his head. I believe there's a Hogsmeade trip soon, I'll head there for some relaxation at The Hog's Head.

 

[Mewtwo]

((I shall revive this forum!May I join?))

 

[Grail378]

Elizabeth walked out of Snape's classroom, practically falling over from the ammount of homework he had given them. "Well, guess it's off to transfiguration then."

((I am sooo sorry))

Grail smiled softly as he came out of the lesson , carrying his own homework. Having sat next to her for the lesson, he smiled softly then at her and nodded.
"I'll see for lunch then?"
He waits for her response a soft smile on his lips as another student runs by them, making his hair wave slightly in the breeze.

 

[Bachi234]

"Of course," she responds, smiling at the thought of getting to spend lunch with her new friend. "I guess I'll see you then."
She turns to walk away but then quickly flips around, causing her hair to fly through the air. "Oh, and have fun in Runes." She grins once more at him and then turns and heads for transfiguration.

 

[Phoenixtears1]

The rest of the week passed by quickly for Professor Zaerr. He was excited for the hopefully relaxing trip to Hogsmeade.

On his way to lunch, a sharp voice interrupted his thoughts, "Mavis, Professor Dumbledore wishes that you chaperone the next trip to Hogsmeade." As Professor McGonagall said this, all thoughts of joy left Zaerr's mind.

"Oh. All right then. I suppose I could do the job. What does it entail?" Zaerr asked, dissapointment seeping into his monotonous words.

"You'll be assigned to The Hog's Head. Just make sure no students get out of control."

"Fine. That sounds fine," he said to the quick pace of McGonagall's footsteps as she walked away before recieving a complete answer. "Brilliant," he grumbled. "Just lovely. Now I get to spend my free-time with rowdy students." Professor Zaerr continued to complain as he marched into the Great Hall for lunch.