Class Number 1 (Students)

[ru]

First few weeks on the job and Demetri was feeling rather excited than bored. He pulled out his usual suit from the closet. He slowly put on his clothes with a tiresome attitude. He walked out of his room, with his chest stuck out quite proud. He had a glint of evil in his eyes that day. The atmosphere that danced around him was dark as well. Demetri was back. He smirked at the thought. He liked it. People feared him. But the only odd thing was that he was not a Death Eater. He was planning to become one but he did not stand the thought of being a dog to some woman. The women should have been the dogs for the men. He, again, smirked at the thought. It was true, and many thought of this as true as well.

He reached the classroom. Ah, he sighed. He pushed open the door and took a step inside. He quite enjoyed the fact that the classroom was quite dark. It was morning anyway. Early morning. 8 AM to be precise. He had a double with a bunch of losers. He hated students - especially idiotic ones. But he didn't mind the sexy school girls in their short skirts and revealing shirts. But some, he had to admit, were a bit annoying. He picked up his wand and started writing a few things on the chalkboard. He first started with his name.

Demetri Greyback.

You either call me Mr. Greyback or just 'Sir'. If you call me by the first name, I will by far rape you give you a detention. We're learning whatever I think is appropriate to learn. You don't speak unless you are spoken to. If you don't like it, your loss. You're the one who chose to sign up for this class.

He sighed and plopped down on the chair, waiting for them to arrive.

[yumi6]

Asha glared. She hated this uniform. Skirt on the short side, blouse hanging limply in an attractive way. She didn't want to look attractive (though, when you were a vampire, especially the type she was, it was inevitble). She wasn't a normal teenager. She was an eternal teen, and she didn't want to spend all her time getting chatted up by immature teenage boys. She wished she could find someone her kind that was her age, yet not immature. That made her chuckle. Like that was ever going to happen.
School was back on, and that made her smile. It gave her the magic of feeling normal, feeling human, the thing she would love to be. She scowled at herself. She'd agreed to this. She couldn't spend eternity just hating herself, feeling nothing but remorse. She thought of nothing and listened to the repetetive 'clacking' sound her heels gave off as they hit the marble floor. She was early, she reminded herself as she hugged the folder to her chest. But when she didn't need to sleep, going early to her first class kind of made it priority.
She turned into the History of Magic classroom and didn't look at the Professor as she made her way to the desk, waiting for someone, probably Kaelyn, to sit beside her. Before she began writing she looked up at the board and scanned her eyes at the board, chuckled and ignored the speak when spoken to rule.
"My apologies for being early, sir," she prounonced the word quickly as her words became enticing when spoken with her voice, soft, smooth, irrisistable - like velvet, "I have things to write for my next lesson." she cast her eyes to her paper and began to write, leaving elegant script on the paper.

[emme]

History of magic had never been a class that the youngest Dolohov had wanted to sign up for. Until this year. When she heard the news that non other than the infamous Demetri Greyback was the teacher, the urge to join the class overwhelmed her until she had to do non other than, join the class. Maybe it was a little selfish, or maybe she just wanted another attempt to torment the young man. Who knows, but this was going to be an interesting. That could be told just by the outfits Lisa and the Young Dolohov had chosen this morning for non other than the class. Rina's not as sluttish as Lisa's but hey, who ever said Carina was as sluttish as her friend. Hell she was no where near as sluttish, but she was happy with her outfit. Getting her shirt on, she turned winking at Lisa before picking up her wand sticking it through the strap of her heel turning and grabbing the small metal basket with a ribbon around it containing non other than chocolate strawberries, a very devious grin on the Dolohov girls lips as she walked out of the common room with her friend up to the History of Magic classroom.

With her heels clicking against the ground pushing the over sized door open, Rina's blue eyes scanned over the room, not even bothering to read the rules on the chalkboard, like she would follow them anyways, but instead locking on the girl standing in the room. Her eyes narrowing for a moment as she just rolled her eyes walking across the room and right over to where Dem's desk was placed, leaning over the edge sitting the little basket with the strawberries in it smirking up at him. "Figured you might want a treat." Leaning down scooting them to him bending down just a bit letting her shirt fall before winking at the man turning around walking with that normal sexy strut, her hips swaying as she went and took her seat next to Lisa, kicking her feet up onto the table crossing one leg over the other looking over at him then to board. Reading quickly and scoffing looking at Lisa. "I hope he doesn't want me to call him Mr. Greyback... Because that isn't going to work."
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[lisa]

Ah that was going to be interesting. Who would think that Demetri Greyback obtain a teaching position at Hogwarts? No way it would be Lisa. But since it happened she had no resistance to use it somehow. That's why she and Carina prepared their sexy yet formal outfits. They obviosuly weren't there to learn about history nor the magic. But they didn't care. Why should they? it wasn't the most important subject ever! Lisa looked at her friend and nodded with acceptance. They looked perfectly tempting yet quite good enough as for students.

Lisa followed Carina out of their dorm and common room. They headed to the fourth floor where the history of magic classess took place. They walked in one affter another. Lisa nodded at Rina and so she walked over to Dem's desk while she herself took a place in very visible place from perspective of Demetri's place. She crossed her legs one over another revealing her long legs. She took a short glance at the blackboard and limited herself raiseing an eybrowe instead of laughing out loud. And obviously Carina thought the same as she due to what she said as she sat next to her. "Ha Ha! I can't wait for detention." she said and smirked.

>>OUTFIT<<

[roxy]

Roxy was in one hell of a mood when she woke up that morning. She had double history of magic, and it was by far her least favorite class. The only reason she took the class was because she had heard that her three favorite victims would be attending. Carina, Lisa, and Petra were three slytherin girls that thought they were better than everyone else which made Roxy want to torture them even more.

Towards the end of the summer Petra's father, who Roxy had hated at first yet came to like after he risked his life to save hers, told her about the teacher. He was a dispicable man that was into raping young defenseless girls. He had even raped his own sister. Jack had told her this to try and talk her out of going to the class. What he had done was inspire her to pull a few of her best pranks on the teacher himself.

Roxy took a long shower not caring if she was on time to the class or not. She had already decided that she did not care what happened if the teacher gave her detention she would go to Jack and have him use his sorces to switch it from being with Mr. Greyback to be with him instead where she knew she would be safe. After her shower she dressed in her school robes.

She headed to her class not taking very long to get there. She was disapointed to see that she was the third there she had wanted to be lator. She entered the room, and she dropped a multi colored ball at the front of the room. She then went, and sat directly behind Carina. "Hey slimy." As she spoke the ball burst spraying everything in it's path tye dye. Roxy used Carina as a shield.

[emme]

This class was going to be much different. Cariana could already tell. Just by glancing up at Dem every few minutes as her and Lisa continued to talk and laugh back and fourth, about who knows what. Its just what they do, but before her laughing commenced much more her eyes shot up as she watched a very praticular Weasely walk through the door. Yes there where actually a few that Rina got along with. Dominique, this girls cousin, was actually one of her best friends, and they had tattoo's to prove it. But Roxy, no she couldn't say the same. Glaring at the girl, her eyes lingered on the dropped ball that the young girl dropped, before smirking as she sat down. "Weasley." She nearly hissed before looking at Dem, then back to the ball before getting this very uneasy feeling about it, defiantly after the Weasley sat behind her. Biting her lip and narrowing her eyes, she quickly got up moving herself and pulling lisa out of the way. Just about the time the colored paint/tye dye whatever the hell it was covered the entire area that they had been sitting in, along with a lot more, a splatter of paint landing on Rina's arm and a low growl nearly breaking through her lips.

"That little bitch!" she cursed looking at Lisa, then the girl sitting right behind where they just where. Shaking her head back and fourth as she took her hand rubbing the colored mess off of her arm before turning to Dem giving him a you better get this girl out of here look before locking her eyes on Roxy. "Looks like your little plan backfired.... It's what you get for tryin to prank me again. Doesn't work twice." Smirking and looking at Lisa for a moment she walked over and took a new seat a few rows away from the mess, but still in Dem's site reputting her legs on the desk laughing very darkly looking at the mess in the room.

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notes: had to get rina out of getting colored -.-

[roxy]

(Just a quick reaction)

As Carina got up, and pulled Lisa away Roxy's eyes went to the tye dye bomb wide with panic. True the two girls had not been the prime target of this prank it was the teacher, but now she was in the line of fire. "Shit!" Was the only word that came out of her mouth as she pulled her bag up from the floor and hid her head behind it. The bomb went off, and her arms and robes were tye dyed she had only been able to protect her face, and hair. She looked towards the teacher as Carina spoke knowing that she was already in trouble she rounded on the girl. "Sounds like a challenge. Well I accept. Watch your back bitch."

[bailey]

The morning was beautiful and the sun was shining brightly on the grounds and the castle as well.Bailey woke up in a cheerful mood and gladly picked out her uniform and wore it with a smile.She spent some time on her hair and make up but it wasn't much makeup she wore.She just put on some mascara and some eyeshadow and a lip-balm that tasted like strawberries.Her first class was history of magic and they had a new professor.He was rumored to be quite young and well she hoped he was handsome and kind.

She strolled down to get breakfast before class.She enjoyed her meal that consisted of some sandwiches and a cup of cocoa and then she went and brushed her teeth rather quickly before realizing that she was a few minutes late for her first class.She ran up the stairs and to the classroom."oh I'm so sorry sir i forgot the time , i do hope I'm not awfully late to class " she spoke with soft and gentle words.she found a seat in the back of the class and looked around and saw that Roxy had pulled one of her pranks again before she looked up at the professor for the first time since she entered the classroom and that feeling of happiness and belief that today was a good day faded away rather quickly as she realized that her new history professor was no one else but the infamous Demetri Greyback, the one who had raped so many girls.

Please .. don't let him give me detention ..i don't want to be hurt by him .. oh dear god i don't want to be broken .. no no no this cant be happening ..why did they hire him as a professor? why ? i don't want to be here now anymore .. i want to hide now ..hmm how fast can i run out here? her face was full of fear and nervousness and probably everyone could tell.She longed to be home with her parents and siblings and as far away from this man as she could possible be.

[noelani]

Kaelyn had woken up bright and early, something quite unusual for her. If she’d had it her way, she would have just slept in and skipped her History of Magic class. But she’d had a rough night and frankly, she had no desire to miss this class and risk getting a detention with Demetri Greyback. That was the last thing she wanted to do. So, somehow, some way, she had managed to get herself up bright and early. She’d spent a decent enough time in front of the mirror to know that she wished her uniform wasn’t so short and revealing, and had also decided to go without any make up. She had no desire to draw attention to herself.

Although she had woken up early and was now almost to class, walking with her bag over her shoulder, Kaelyn couldn’t help but feel like she was going to be late. She knew she wasn’t actually late, but her mind was buzzing with ‘what-if’s’ as she walked up to the door of the classroom and peered inside. It was a bit dark, but her eyes scanned the room, falling first on the man himself, seated in his chair. Her eyes rested on him long enough to take note that if she hadn’t already heard about him and developed a disdain for him, she might actually have found him attractive.

Her sight quickly passed over him and turned instead to her fellow students. She skipped over the Slytherin girls, eyebrows raised at the tie dye mess by Roxy, and paused on the young Hufflepuff. Kaelyn shot her a comforting smile, before letting her gaze stop on her best friend. Taking a deep breath, she walked further into the room, passing by Demetri without a glance, and then planted herself semi-gracefully into the chair by Asha.

”Morning,”

[/color] she muttered barely audibly, as she pulled out her book, quill, and then placed her sketchbook next to them. It was going to be a long class, and oh was she glad to have Asha there with her. After reading the board several times carefully, wondering exactly how this man had managed to get this position, she took a deep breath and sighed, resisting the urge to bang her forehead on the table.
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[rury]

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Helena had only signed up for the History of Magic because she knew it was going to do her well in the future. She knew a new teacher had been teaching the class but she didn't particularly know who. She got dressed into her normal, boring uniform. She tugged on the tie. The only thing she disliked about the uniform was the tie. She rubbed her arm as she stared at herself in the mirror. She bit the bottom of her lip quite nervously. She had a girlfriend now. People found that awfully odd but she really didn't care. It was her year to shine.

She simply began making her way to her class. Her hand slowly moved to door and pushed it slightly. She took a few steps inside. The first thing that caught her eye was her brother. Wait, what? What was he doing here? He wasn't supposed to be here. Her eyes slightly widened and heart beat quickened. She couldn't turn back now. She began making her way into the classroom ever so slowly. She turned toward Carina and Lisa. She lost respect for both - especially Carina. She didn't like her anymore. She had turned into a total plastic bitch. She sat quite far away from them. She kept her stare on Demetri. Oh, crap. He was back. She glanced at Roxanne and softly smiled, and carried out the same action with Kaelyn and Bailey. All she gave Carina and Lisa was a small glare, but that disappeared quite quickly. She heard what their group did to the people they did not favor. And Helena knew she was getting on their list.

[gem]

{ baby don't back down }

Bending down to fasten the last buckle on her shoe Gemma huffed in irritation. She would sleep in on the first day of classes, and now she was late. Not to mention that Gemma wasn't the type of girl to skip on get ready in the name on promptness. She had taken her time getting ready, figuring that she was late already. What would another ten minutes mean? Straightening Gemma slung her bag over her arm, hurrying out from the dormitory. The common room was up in the highest tower, and she needed to get down to the fourth floor quickly. Gem was slightly out of breath as she reached the proper corridor and she paused a moment outside the door to collect herself. Running her hands down the front of her skirt Gem smoothed out any wrinkles, making sure that her blouse hung properly on her frame. As a finishing touch Gemma adjusted the strands of pearls that hung from her slender neck, making sure that they fell just so. Her breathing had steadied once again, though her chest still feel and rose a little harder than it would had if she hadn't just ran down several flights of stairs.

Opening the door Gemma was surprised at the state the classroom was already in. A Weasley, who's name Gemma couldn't recall, sat splattered in a vibrant array of paints. She didn't know the two girls seated away from her, but she was vaguely familiar with other two, who were standing, in an obvious attempt to avoid whatever had just happened. She only knew Carina as Blaze's younger sister, and hadn't really ever talked to her, and she was even less acquainted with her friend with the colourful tresses, but Gem managed to direct a small smile in their direction before selecting a seat.

Folding lean legs underneath her chair Gemma finally directed her gaze up to the front of the room. Blaze had told her that Demetri had gotten a job, but she hadn't realized he'd be teaching her until now. It was weird. If Gemma hadn't left school when she had she would have graduated along with him. It was unsettling, being taught by the same people she had gotten into mischief with during her fifth year. Quirking an eyebrow at the new professor, a term Gemma couldn't use with a straight face, Gem fixed a little smirk on her lips, wondering if he'd make note of her tardiness.

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[petra]

Petra couldn’t believe she woke up late and not to mention Carina or Lisa didn’t wake her up. They didn’t even check if she had woken either. She barely had enough time to change, put her hair in a ponytail, and makeup. She was never late for anything but she had to be late to his class. She’s really going to hate History Magic. She rather be dueling and learning her dark magic spells or something like that.

She ran through the empty hallways aware that every student was in class already. She should have just skipped the class and not gone today but then her father would have found out but she might would have got in deep trouble.

She finally made it to History of Magic door and opened it. She could see the writing on the board and read it quietly. “Did honestly wanted us to call Mr. Greyback.” She thought dryly to herself. She really didn’t like Demetri during his Hogwarts years and she didn’t understand how he became a teacher.

“Sorry I’m late…sir” She said though it took a lot of her to place a smile on her face and call him sir. She saw Carina and Lisa already sitting down and smiled at them. She looked back at Demetri. “It’s always good to see you again.” She said with a polite smile and walk off towards both of her friends.

“Thanks for waiting for me.” She whisper to Carina and sat by her. “Hi Lisa.” She said with a smile.

[ru]

Okay, so first one in. Asha Duchannes. Well that was sad, because he didn't have to give her a detention, but Demetri was dying to. Well, he just wanted to torture her really for being such a bitch to him the other day. He smirked at the thought but it quickly wore off when she spoke. His eyes slightly narrowed, but he relaxed. He wasn't going to waste his time on the Gryffindork. Well, at least she called him 'sir'.

His eyes turned away from her and onto his next soon to be victim. Well his thoughts changed on the victim part when he noticed it was Carina. It was a sexy Carina, one he had rarely seen. He watched closely as she walked over to him, holding a basket of chocolate covered strawberries. He noticed how she bent down a bit to scoot over the basket. He chucked an eyebrow at this as a playful smirk crept upon his face. "That's quite nice of you, Carina." he chuckled slightly. He noticed how Lisa came in as well. Ah, first day on his job. They were just teasing him. He rolled his eyes at this.

Then Weasley came in. He was going to cross her off his list but he couldn't do that. Poor fool. He raised an eyebrow at her actions. He watched the scene for a bit, admiring both Lisa and Carina's asses, not really noticing what was going on. His gaze slowly moved upwards towards Carina's 'you better get this girl out of here look'. He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Well, pardon me, miss Weasley. But it seems that, five minutes in, and you've already earned yourself an after school detention." Oh, blegh. He didn't want to watch over a Weasley. But it would be fun to torture her a bit - perhaps do his dirty work.

He watched as a few other people came in - one being his own sister. He nodded at them. Ah, Gemma. He had spent his years with her. She was quite a close one and he did fancy her once. He was going to enjoy teaching her. He glanced at Kaelyn. "You know, Whitmore, people do say hello to their Professor once they enter the room." he then turned to Gemma. "Tardiness is not very proper, Miss Ackerley, either. Second time and I'm going to have to give your little butt a detention." he softly smirked, slightly teasing her.

He then glanced at Riddle. Ah, she called him 'sir'. Good girl, he thought. At least she had manners for merlin's sakes. "Ah, as I told Ackerley, take it as a warning that the second time will not go unpunished." he softly said. "And it's lovely to see you as well." Ah, now that most of the students were there, he was going to begin. He couldn't help but notice that there was not one trace of male in the classroom except for himself. This was going to be interesting, he thought with a grin. He slowly pushed himself off the desk, taking a chocolate-covered strawberry from the basket. He brought it to his mouth and slightly licked it, but then popped it into his mouth. With that, he walked over to the front. "Ah, now that you're all here, ladies, we're going to start with erm.. lets see," his thoughts trailed off. He suddenly sighed, Just turn to page 432 and start copying whatevers there." He moved to his desk and sat behind it. Pulling out his quill, he began writing a few things down.

[raven]

Raven into the room, breathing hard. She had slept in too late, and her hair was in a slight dissarray, the buttons on her shirt buttoned wrong and her skirt a little bit higher than it should be. She looked at everyone already there. That kind of stopped her in her tracks. A lot looked kind of slutty. She looked at the teacher and that really surprised her. Demetri Greyback. It had her looking down at her outfit the first time. Oh no, this was Demetri Greyback and this was how she was dressed? Fantastic... I'm, uh, sorry sir. I slept in... She quickly took her seat by a Ravenclaw. Kaelyn, she thought her name was. But at that moment she didn't really care. She was actually kind of scared. That was something she didn't want to feel in a classroom, but it was too late now. She combed her hands through her hair and tried to fix her shirt, but couldn't really unbutton it right there in front of everybody. Especially the teacher.

OOC: Sorry it's so short! My friend just got here and is bugging me to get off, xD

[roxy]

Roxy noticed when Bailey came in late, and immediatly she feared that she would end up getting a detention to. Then before she could even think of how to keep Demetri from noticing a few more girls entered late. When Raven her own dorm mate came in very late she knew that she would really have to cause a scene to protect these girls from the monster at the front of the room.

She shot Bailey a look of a person who was walking into their own exectution. As she turned away her facial expression changed into that of a person who was about to have some fun. She stood up so quickly that her chair toppled over loudly. "I'm not doing detention with you tonight." She declared very loudly. "You must have something wrong with you to think that you can book me on such short notice."

Roxy stood as tall as she could as she slowly walked around her desk clutching her bag in her right hand. "You went here last year you should know better. Schools been in session how long, and you think that I'm free. I have detention with Proffessor Riddle tonight for stealing his bow truckle and letting it loose in the dungeons." She knew that she would probably pay for admitting to this prank in front of so many slytherins, but she knew it had to be done.

Now she was coming up on the part that she most feared. "I've got detentions to last me till the end of the month so you can just get in line or you can give proffessor Riddle a list of things that you'd like me to do. I'm sure he wouldn't mind I think he's running out of chores to give me." She gritted her teeth as she got close to the wall a good ways away from everyone, and she slapped her bag against the wall.

Immediatly on impact the dozen tye die bombs in her bag went off spraying the wall, ceiling, and her back. The amount of tye dye paint that hit her was so much that the hair on the back of her head had been blown up, and stayed that way. She could feel her hair standing up, and knew that the three slytherin girls she hated so much would never let this one drop. "If you'll excuse me I think I need to go take a shower." Without waiting to be excused she just turned, and walked straight out of the room.