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Post by bailey on Jun 18, 2010 16:53:35 GMT -5
Bailey was terrified that Mr Greyback would notice her and give her a detention when Roxy caused a scene and she knew in her heart that Roxy did it to protect her from detention because she had said earlier that she wouldn't let her get into trouble because of her but she had no idea that she would actually keep her out of trouble when it was bailey`s fault for being late but she was grateful for it.She smiled over to Roxy and took a seat next to her.
Leaning in closer , Bailey smiled gratefully at Roxy and whispered to her "thank you so much Roxy .. you're a great friend but you shouldn't have gotten yourself more into trouble for me " she offered her hooded jacket to Roxy as her hair had gotten hit by the tie-dye bomb hit her."oh okay Roxy , be careful and ill talk to you later okey " she whispered and handed the hooded sweater to her "the hood ought to cover the hair , so you wont get too many odd looks " she said softly and smiled a bit more.
She remained in her seat and started to read on the pages before she started to copy it over onto a scroll.She wondered what would happen to her friend Roxy and hoped that it wouldn't be too harsh.She could perhaps see professor Riddle and ask him if he could ease up on her with the detentions.She didn't like the looks that the professor gave some of the students and well she didn't want to be at the receiving end of those looks
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Post by valerie on Jun 18, 2010 21:56:27 GMT -5
Carter hurried to class. She hated that Demitri was the professor. She knew how he was because her father was a death eater and every death eater knew of the Greyback boys. She ran as fast as she could trying not to be late. Wouldn't that just suck. UGH! Carter tried not to overdo it since she was pregant. She was only one month along but she still didnt want to hurt the baby. Her brothers had been obnoxious that morning as usual. She wished she knew where Albus was.
Sighing she peeked in and when she saw class had already started she walked in and sat in the back. She hoped he wouldn't notice her coming in late. She sighed and read the rules on the board. Mr. Greyback she thought. She could live with calling him that. She listened to what he was saying carefully.
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Post by xxsainteh on Jun 18, 2010 23:37:34 GMT -5
  - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -LITTLE DARLING, THE SMILES RETURNING TO THE FACESlittle darling, it seems like years since it's been here- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Late. That was what Kristin was. 15 minutes late for History of Magic. To most that would be a dream, however having Demetri Greyback as your teacher would scare most out of wanting to be late to class. Or at least some people. Some of those stupid plastic girls just drooled all over him. Which is why almost 3/4 of them signed up for the class. The thing with Kristin was she had woken up late. Last night some of her and her Ravenclaw friends celebrated something. She couldn't quite remember what it was, but it was apparently quite important. And some of them picked out some really slutty outfits for Dem. She knew she had to call him 'sir' and 'mr.'. However, she didn't want him to see as a little sex toy. Or at least that's what her brain told her. Demitri was insanely attractive, but evil and cruel. Which was a turn off, but she really couldn't keep herself from denying him his sex appeal. Since Kristin had woken up so late and her so called "friends" didn't wake her up, she had to settle with what they picked out for her the previous night. Although raunchy and very sexual, Kristin actually thought it looked really good. Or at least on her petite body frame. She was sure that the plastics all were in shorter skirts more revealing tops, and bringing him gifts. Typical plastic. As Kristin walked throughout the corridors, and had a few teachers scowl at her for being, she attempted to get to class as quickly as she could. However, with the small stature she had the amount of time she wanted to get there would had another 5 minutes added onto it.
The corridors where quite cold, seeing as it was fall and nearing a few months into being even colder. Thus, the short skirt and extremely deep v-neck shirt made her shiver a bit. Along with all the other disasters she had to deal with throughout the corridor, the clicking of her heels against the floor where almost super sonic because of the silence. Which made some of the professors even more mad, most the women staff also scolded her due to the raunchiness of the outfit. According to the males, it was superb. Kristin finally neared Mr. Greyback's class, taking a few seconds to compose herself before opening the door. Once she turned the knob and pushed it open with no force she saw all of the students had their text books open. One girl seemed as though she was just a little bit late for class as well, but was there before her about 5 minutes ago. Kristin face turned a slight pink, and she quietly started walking towards Demitri. She knew he was going to call her up anyways. She then put her tilted her head down a bit, letting her striking blonde hair fall down. If she had to deal with the whole detention thing later, and she hoped it wasn't going to be... intimate. However, it seemed as though Roxanne Weasley also had detention. And Kristin knew how horribly the Weasley's and the Greyback's got along. But, knowing Demitri's antics he could also schedule her detention and Roxy's detention on either a different day, or a different time.
Kristin looked at Demitri and then quietly said "I'm sorry Mr. Greyback, excuse me for my tardiness." she then added "And for my outfit...". She then took her skirt and lifted it only but slightly and dropped it. "If you give me detention I understand. I didn't mean for myself to be tardy." Kristin was truly sorry, it wasn't too much of her fault that her friends neglected to wake her up at the appropriate time. She had just wanted today to start off well with her first History of Magic class. Kristin looked back up, and straight into Demitri's eyes. Not going to her desk, seeing as she didn't want to upset the professor anymore with her stunts. Kristin then noticed splattered paint everywhere. She wondered whom it could have been. Then, she saw Roxanne. Poor girl, getting hit w/ a paintball. She also noticed three scantily clad, Slytherin girls. Petra Connor Riddle, Carina Dolohov, and Lisa Green. Did all of the school whore's have to be in a clique? "I'm just really sorry Demitri." [/b]. Crap, she forgot to call him Mr. Greyback. Strike two for her. Kristin's eyes widened just a bit. How in the hell could see just throw herself off the bus like that? "I mean, Mr. Greyback."[/b] Even tough Kristin knew that wasn't going to save her from anything she might as well try, shouldn't she? Already being the latest student for the class, improperly calling her professor by the first name. Oh there was no possible way he wasn't going to give her detention. She still stood there, waiting for him to speak, not bothering to pull her hair behind her back. [/size][/sup][/blockquote] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
LITTLE DARLING, I FEEL THAT ICE IS SLOWLY MELTING
little darling, it seems like years since it's been clear
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lyrics; here comes the sun by the beatles
listening to; somebody told me by the killers ?!
word count; 831 ?!
outfit; hurr ?!
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Post by gem on Jun 19, 2010 12:27:05 GMT -5
 { baby don't back down }
A few more people straggled into the room, and Gemma smiled, pleased that she wasn't the last one in. Hearing Dem address her Gem looked up, her smirk growing wider. "Completely understood, sir." Her inflection made the word sir a complete mockery, an indication of how the title didn't actually mean anything to Gemma. "I'll make sure I'm early next time, to make up for it."She continued, her voice light and lazy. As if. Judging by the way this class was going Demetri would be lucky if half the students in here showed up from the rest of the year.
The room seemed to be separated into two types of girls. Those that were shaking in fear of the teacher, head bowed and eyes averted and then those who screamed of desperation so loud Gemma almost felt sad for them. Their skanktastic outfits were completely unnecessary. If Gemma remembered correctly Dem didn't need incentive to sleep around with absolutely everything, and she could almost see the student teacher fantasies that he was probably playing in his head. Gem wasn't sure if she belonged in either of those categories. She was in this class, because thanks to her little vacation, she needed to catch up quickly. She wasn't scared of Dem, and she wasn't scared of teasing back with him, but in truth Gem didn't need the complication of another relationship. Even if the relationship consisted solely of sex. She was busy, trying to balance school, and sneaking out whenever she got a chance to visit Izzy. Gemma hadn't realized how much she was going to miss her daughter, but it truly felt like a physical pang, whenever she thought of it.
Watching curiously as the Weasley girl stood up, walking to the wall, Gemma was just as surprised as everybody else at the slight explosion that took place. Now she understood why she had been so colourful earlier. Though that was nothing compared to how the girl looked now. A majority of the dye had splatter against the wall and the girl, who looked like a walking circus, but a fine mist had settled on the top of Gemma's desk, and she trailed her finger through it curiously. The pad of her finger was now bright pink, and no amount of cleaning seemed to remove a trace of the colour. Watching the girl leave the remove Gemma laughed. The girl had balls, and she had to appreciate her audacity.
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Post by raven on Jun 19, 2010 14:00:51 GMT -5
Raven's stomach was in terrible knots like someone had grabbed it and twisted it around her spine. Had she known that Greyback was going to be the professor of this class, she would have never ever joined. But, she loves history. It's one of the main classes she really excels in. It worried her to no end that she was going to get detention. And if that happened... she shuddered to just think of it. Then something happened that shocked the hell out of her. Roxy made a self-sacrificing move. She actually almost couldn't believe that what she did was to keep the attention off of her and the other girls. It wasn't exactly characteristic of Roxy, her roommate. Then came the worry. What was she doing?! She was commiting suicide, almost literally. It did give Raven a lot more respect for her. Anyone who had that amount of guts to stand up Greyback like that deserved a huge amount of awe and thanks. She looked at her with wide eyes as she smashed her bag against the wall, making it erupt with tye dye, painting the back of her hair. "Thank you," she said quietly, still dumbstruck. She didn't think Roxy capable of being so caring of others, especially when consequences were so terrible. She just hoped that her efforts didn't go in vain and it ended up that they all got detention. Again, Raven grimaced at the terrible thought. She looked up to Mr. Greyback, fear in her eyes, not just for herself, but for everyone in the room. Especially the new girl that just ran in and for Roxy.
OOC: Wow, my muse is really low.
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Post by petra on Jun 20, 2010 17:59:57 GMT -5
“It won’t happen again.” Petra smiled at Demetri.
“I knew it. He’s not taking being a teacher serious.” Petra thought as she got out her book and notebook out of her bag. She looked all around the classroom and could see only girls. Most of them where wearing tight fitted clothes while she was dress in a plaid skirt that came to her knees and her oxford t-shirt that was lazily tucked in. That morning she didn’t have the time to go through her closet to look pretty.
She rolled her eyes as Roxy got splattered with tye dye bombs. She got a little piss when some paint splatter on her as well and her desk. She didn’t really care what the girl was doing but that was immature move on her part. She wiped off some paint that got on her face and look at her notebook that was ruin. “Will Gryffindors ever learn how to control themselves?” She whispered to Carina. She wasn’t in a mood for pranks or jokes. She just wanted this class to end so she can get the hell away from here.
She started printing some of the things down and look at her notebook. She already knew all this. She wanted to know more about it. The different views, he’s view, not some stupid textbook view. She couldn’t even take him seriously. “I know this might sound very rude of me, Mr. Greyback but…are we going to learn something from you or you’re just going to make us copy things from the book all year long.” She didn’t want to waste her time on coping stuff that she could learn on her own. Demetri was her teacher now and he should at least be smarter when it came to his class. She closed her book. “I rather listen to a lecture about the History of Magic then copy this crap down. I could do that in my spare if I wanted to.” She said. She was ready to leave this class and she didn’t really care if she got detention in the process.
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Post by noelani on Jun 21, 2010 1:20:16 GMT -5
 Kaelyn’s head snapped up and she gritted her teeth as Demetri spoke, "You know, Whitmore, people do say hello to their Professor once they enter the room." She sighed, tilted her head to the side for a second, and then looked at him again. She took a deep breath and put on a false smile, ”A thousand pardons, sir,”[/color] she paused for a second and then continued, ”I must have forgotten my manners in my dorm. Good morning, sir!”[/color]. Keeping the smile plastered on her face, she looked down at her sketchbook, debating whether to actually copy what was in the book, or just sketch. She’d already read it once and remembered most of it… was this class really going to be this pointless? She sighed and flipped open her sketchbook and put pencil to paper. Although usually she was lost in her sketch-world, today she didn’t let it overwhelm her. Instead, she watched with some amusement the activities of the class. She couldn’t help but laugh at all the girls dressed rather slutty, majority of them clearly wanting to get Demetri’s attention. And she was sure it was working. Her attention was particularly caught when Roxy stood up and Kaelyn nearly fell off her seat when the tie-dye bombs went off. It wasn’t near her but she could see little speckles of color floating in the air. Girls got balls, that’s for sure, she thought, one eyebrow cocked. No way would Kaelyn ever have the guts to do that, especially with Demetri as the professor. It was pretty much suicide. After a minute or so though, Kaelyn’s attention was lost and she sort of just sat there sketching, wondering what else would happen. It might have been a pointless class, but it was sure to just keep getting more interesting. Once again her interested was picqued when one of the Slytherin girls, Petra, she thought her name was, spoke up and complained about the pointlessness of the class. Another one with balls, she thought, looking from the girl to Demetri, biting her lip and wondering what would happen next.[/center] [[OOC: blargh, sorry, its crappy]] |
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Post by lisa on Jun 21, 2010 4:44:22 GMT -5
 Ahh she didn't like that they had to change their place. it was so perfect in her opinion. Perfect because Demetri had a very good look at them. But oh well they could simply show what they had from the other desk. And because of whom? That little bitch of a prankster, Roxanne Weasley! They would have to destroy her later. She almost ruined their plan of seducing Dem and have their sexy detention.
Lisa smirked watching Demetri trying to be a teacher. It looked hilarious in a way. He wasn't experienced in that and she knew teaching at Hogwarts was another lame excuse to fuck chicks. If he was so horny she could simply give herself away to him to play. She just hoped that good old Dem got back. She didn't want to deal with that weak one. And she was not mistaken because he checked her and rina out. Ah so they got him where they wanted. But it was too easy. So what was the catch?
She barely paid attention to anything else in class but Dem, Carina and herself. But when Weasley informed that she's leaving her head turned to her direction. Good. So no more weasels.
Her smirk disappeared when she heard well know voice behind her. It was Petra. Ah they completely forgot about her getting ready for the class. "Guilty." Lisa said out loud, loud enough for everyone to hear. Oh yeas, she felt a little bit guilty but then laughed. "Sorry Petra love. We were too... well, excited with that class." she turned to her and winked. She then sat on the desk backwards to Dem's desk and crossed her legs one over another. She wasn't going to copy or even read what was in the book. No way. She didn't came here to study.
She then heard what Petra whispered to Carina. She had an urge to reply but she waited for rina to do so. She just laughed and shook her head no. Gryffindorks will be gryffindorks. Lisa slowly turned her head towards Greyback to see his reaction at Petra's words. She had to see his face. Petra had a lot of rights, though Lisa didn't want Dem to teach them a real history of magic lesson.
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Post by Kelsey Rachel LeBlanc on Jun 24, 2010 23:38:15 GMT -5
Late nights were a daily thing for Kelsey now. The only time she would get to see and be with James was late at night. She was at school all day and James had quidditch practice until late at night. They would spend a good part of the night just holding each other and, well, doing married people stuff. When morning time would roll around for her to get up to go to class it almost killed her, especially if she had an early morning class. This morning was no different.
The bright morning sun gleamed into the master bedroom of Kelsey's home with James and hit her in the face as she laid in the king size bed, causing her to stir. Groaning, Kelsey fluttered her eyes opened and looked over to the side of her, seeing James was already gone. That boy could never sleep in. Sighing, Kelsey moved her direction towards the clock and looked at the time. Suddenly, her heart jumped. Her History of Magic class started in five minutes. She was beyond late. Cursing under her breath, Kelsey jumped out of bed and ran to her closet, grabbing one of her new maternity dresses and putting it on. Her pregnant belly was now clearly noticeable and there was no point in trying to hide it. She had outgrown all of her clothing and continued to grown each and every moment. Normally, a girl going on five months pregnant wouldn't be showing this much but Kelsey was carrying twins and therefore was twice the size of a women of five months carrying only one baby.
After rushing to get ready, Kelsey looked at the clock and saw that she was already fifteen minutes late. Cursing again, the Ravenclaw girl grabbed her school bag and jumped into the floo network, grabbing the powder and saying her father's office. Once arriving in the office, she gave a brief nod to her father before running out of the office. He probably new that she was late for class but she didn't really care. Lately she was able to get out of trouble with her father easily. Running down the hall, the pregnant teenager made it towards the stairs and did her best to move quickly up them without falling over.
With this pregnancy came mood swings and boy did Kelsey ever have those. She could be totally happy one moment and completely pissed the next without a single warning. Being late to class did not put Kelsey in a very happy mood and when she swung open the door to the classroom there was no sign of a smile on her face. "Yeah, yeah. I know I'm late. But I'd like to see you be pregnant and try to make it up those blasted stairs," Kelsey said in a moody voice, giving the professor one of her 'mess with me today and I will bite your head off' looks. She made her way to her seat and sat down, taking out her books and placing it on the desk. She really didn't care what the professor thought of her. If he gave her detention she could easily get out of it because her father was the headmaster and she had her father wrapped around her finger. As Kelsey sat there, trying to pay attention to the class, she heard her stomach begin to growl. Great, she forgot to eat breakfast this morning. Being pregnant made the red headed girl more hungry than thirty fat men and not eating was not good for her. Sighing, she placed a hand on her stomach and rubbed it, hoping that this class would end soon so she could go eat.
WORDS: 622 ?!
LYRICS: Symphonies - Dan Black ?!
COMMENTS: crap post ?!
CREDIT: This is a Kelsey creation and totally from her zany imagination! Text thingy was done by her also. Steal it and die.
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Post by alanna on Jun 25, 2010 0:04:53 GMT -5
{{dem's so not off the hook that easily.. if u want me to change anythign, Ru, let me know.}}
Days, months had passed since Demetri had found her in a deserted alleyway, and saved her from the ruffians that had been chasing her. It had been love at first sight for Alanna, when she'd seen Demetri. Right then, Alanna didn't believe that she would be able to fall in love, or lead a stable life, ever; and yet she couldn't explain the very strong attraction she felt for Demetri. So, she had stayed, and offered herself to him, in gratitude. And so began their affair, which was supposed to have been temporary, but Demetri had confessed his feelings for her, and she was falling even more for him.
He had been the one to discover that she had been a witch, and had trained her. She had loved the training sessions with her boyfriend, and what followed next... She had also been there when he received an opportunity to teach at Hogwarts. Sensing his hesitation, she had urged him to take up the job, seeing that he was such a wonderful teacher. Demetri, being the wonderful person he was, (Alanna was still oblivious of the truth) had talked to the Headmaster, and acquired permission for Alanna to join him in Hogwarts, such that she could take any advanced lessons she wanted, and stay with him.
Thus far, Alanna was enjoying her stay at Hogwarts, learning new things, new spells, finding new histories, and all the homework had kept her busy, thereby making her unaware of Demetri's changing nature. She didn't even put a thought to the fact that they were rarely spending time together. He was busy with grading things, or his work outside of Hogwarts, and she was busy with her homework. She never even gave it a second thought, when their lovemaking off late had taken a rougher turn, as she sought pleasure anyways. The only thing she didn't like was seeing him flirt with the students. It made her extremely jealous, like now, when she was rushing to his class, and she could see him ogling at the students. She had been at another class, and had a couple of doubts, which was what had made her a bit late.
Knocking at the door, and flashing a smile to Demetri, while ignoring the gazes of the other students, she spoke aloud, the hint of amusement evident in her tone, "May I come in..", she paused, and then added as an afterthought, "..Sir?"
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Post by ru on Jul 1, 2010 17:55:20 GMT -5
He sighed, watching the other latecomers. He then turned to Kaelyn. "Good girl, Whitmore." he smirked and then glanced back down at what he was doing. "And keep the talking low, girls." he warned. He picked up another chocolate covered strawberry and began licking it, while writing a few things down on parchment. The door opened again. This time, Demetri grumbled. For fucks sake, how many latecomers were there? He glanced up and noticed it was LeBlanc. He could not help but smirk at her pitiful excuse. "Well use a condom next time around," he sighed, turning to the other latecomers. "To all you latecomers, you all get individual detentions. You being De Laserna, Russo, Rowlands and LeBlanc."
The door flung open seconds later. He dropped his quill. It was Alanna. His heart thumped, but then it melted. What was she doing here? He softly smiled back. "Ah, yes dear." It was slightly shocking. What was she here, watching him on his first day? That was slightly embarrassing. He slowly got up and moved over to her. He moved in and pecked her lips. "Ah how i missed you ever so much." he whispered, his hand trailing down and groping her tight ass. He let go and glanced at everyone else. He turned back to Alanna. "Why don't you have a seat, dear?" he motioned to a chair. He then walked over to the blackboard. "Alright, babes. Put down your quills. I'll do some real teaching," he sighed a the thought. He wasn't in the mood but he didn't want to get fired.
He began writing while talking. "The History of Magic. This is the study of the pasts. Today, we're going to study about," he paused, hesitatingly. "One of the most powerful dark wizards whom ever stepped on the earth." he paused again. "Tom Riddle - also known as Lord Voldemort."
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Post by raven on Jul 2, 2010 0:38:59 GMT -5
Raven watched quietly as more people filed into the class. If she's quiet, she's either embarrassed or scared. In this case, she was scared. She turned her head back down to the paper and began writing, but her hand was shaking so her already sloppy writing was more illegible than usual. "Please don't let him check for penmanship," she thought. She was thinking about switching out of the class. She just loved history so much though... But was it worth this? Feeling this fear everyday, scared that she will do something, anything wrong that would get her a detention. Then she looked up when she heard her last name. She realized what he had said her eyes popped open. Each an individual detention? That's what scared her the most. She would have been comfortable with her roommate, Roxy by her side. A small whimper escaped from her lips at the prospect of spending a whole detention with Demetri... alone. No witnesses... She looked back down, shaking harder than before. She couldn't even pay attention to what was going on.
Raven looked up again as one more new student entered. But when she saw the girl, she noticed that it wasn't a girl at all, but a woman. She wasn't a student, that was apparant. But if she wasn't a student, who was she? The only reason she had looked up in the first place was because she heard Demetri talking, afraid, and a little hopeful, he might be talking about revoking the detention. Sadly it wasn't. She saw him approach her and shuddered he kissed her, and she accepted it willingly. She knew she could never do that. Even if he forced her to do anything, she wouldn't ever be happy about it. She looked over at Kaelyn because she was closest, fear in her eyes.
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Post by petra on Jul 3, 2010 12:30:10 GMT -5
Petra didn’t bother to knowledge the late comers though she knew one of them was Kelsey Potter. The other girl she didn’t know and didn’t really care to know her. She sat there quietly waiting for him to say something to what she had said earlier but apparently he wasn’t interested in what she said. It didn’t really matter to her so she didn’t speak again. She turn to Lisa and whispered, “You know I will like this class better if Ty was teaching History of Magic. Actually I will have much more fun like the type of fun your were having just know with Carina.” She hinted to the little they plan. Ty and her did had a thing last year but it didn’t last too long and she didn’t mind the fact it didn’t last long. She met Caylum soon after that but she still rather have the other Greyback sibling as a teacher.
Petra’s interests perk up when she heard and a far too familiar name, Tom Riddle. The young Riddle enjoyed to hear about her family. It was quite exciting and pleasuring to know she was a part of the Riddle family that’s was well known in the Wizarding world. “Never mind. I’m starting to like his class.” She whispered to Lisa and turned her attention back to Demetri. She was proud of her family’s name and didn’t mind to show it.
She did however had a feeling that this class was going to get interesting. Only three slytherins where in this class and all three had alliances with the DE or didn’t care. The rest was Gryffindors, Hufflepuffs, and Ravenclaws. They tend to side with the DA side and that meant they was going to be some controversy in the class room.
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Post by marcflint on Jul 16, 2010 9:59:55 GMT -5
“What.The.Hell?!” was the first words Xenia Bella Brapee uttered when she awoke that morning. That was before the rush to get ready for her first class. She'd slept in - overtime. She was already ten minutes late, plus another five for getting ready, and another five for running to the classroom. That made 20 minutes late in total. What was first on her timetable? The one that was definately going to give her a detention. History of Magic with Professor Demetri Greyback. Damn! Demetri Greyback! Sure to give her a detention. Scowling, she jogged down the stairs, making sure to take as much caution as nessacery. That was typically more than usual. Xenia was a danger magnet. Even the softest, most gentle thing or person walking on the Earth, Xenia could find something that would put her in danger or rather, the danger would find Xe. Arriving at the HoM classroom, Xenia quickly ran a hand through her hair, then entered, fiddling with the ring on her finger. She looked at her Professor, wearing a look that said, Look, I don't give a shit if you give me a detention, okay? I didn't mean to sleep in. It was a scowling sort of look. He began to talk about Voldemort. Xenia shuddered as she walked near the back of the room, sitting alone, looking put out, moody, and annoyed, paying only partial attention to Demetri. outfit.
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