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"Speaking of fools, you could no doubt write a whole book about them, couldn't you Miss Pleiades." Now Mary had the full attention of Professor Swagglebone as he made this way towards her, his staff hitting the floor was like thunder rumbling. "I trust I wont be hearing about extra curricual activities from you this year." He leaned down from his height to look Mary straight in the eyes. "The muggles have an idiom I think you and the rest of your friends need to hear. As a dog returns to his vomit, so a fool repeats his folly. Folly is something I wont abide to, not in this school, and certainly not in my own house. The school itinerary is open to all to see and that is what we are going to follow. Have. I. Made. Myself. Clear?"

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Professor Fantasma seemed genuinley relieved at Julius saying that and wiped some sweat from his brow with a handkerchief. "Oh thank goodness, I am h-happy to hear that. I just hope we can have a nice rapport between one another. I-I know that Headmistress U-Umbridge has, aaaah, turned Muggle studies into-" He cleared his throat before continuing. "Anti-muggle propaganda studies...but that's not what I want, a-and not what all of you want either." Finnegan was sweating even more now has wiped it away with his handkerchief for a second time. "B-but what she doesn't know about w-wont hurt me, her...right?"

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Oh, lovely. Swagglebone was on her once again... A few years of grinding against each other's gears had certainly set the half-blood and her head of house against each other, and this year was going to be no different it seemed as she shot him a derisive glare as he leaned down to bluster eye-to-eye. Resist the urge to flick his nose, Mary, you're better than that... "Fools repeat their folly because they love the foul taste, eh? What a brilliant revelation on why our courses are so lacking at the moment, Professor, did you bring up such concerns during the last faculty meeting as well?" Having leaned back against the couch's back to relax fully, the near-senior-level student couldn't help but shoot a wily grin the way of Swagglebone, mulling over just how much trouble this year was going to see because of him trying stop antics that didn't even exist. He always seemed to be on a witch hunt of some kind, rambling on about the standing of the house, and it just happened that she was his favorite target...

"As clear as you can be, even if I'm going to be oh so troubled to entertain myself without the chess club since you don't want me to have any sort of extracurricular activities to amuse myself with," And as long as he was his favorite target, she would make certain that she had every chance to poke at whatever buttons he might have. If he was going to push her buttons and interfere with her self-education, then like hell was she going to miss chances to drive him up the wall.​
 
Rio waved Keith goodbye, then turned to Adele. "Thanks for the offer, but I think Izzy and I will be studying together this year." Ah, yes... studying with Isolde, where they (or he, at least) never really got any studying done. Ugh, he wanted to see her...

But hey, at least their new arrival was a familiar face. "Evenin', Professor McGonagall," Rio greeted, trying desperately to keep a straight face despite Keith's embarrassment and Melody's laughing fit. "Everything is going just fine. It's like I never left."

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"I am...glad you think that Mister Myre, and a good evening to you as well."
Though having a friendly smile on her face Professor McGonagall sounded rather strain from saying it, or perhaps she was just tired? "Though I would encourage you Miss Cristala to no laugh at other people's misfortunes. Some are just more tired than others."

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Oh, lovely. Swagglebone was on her once again... A few years of grinding against each other's gears had certainly set the half-blood and her head of house against each other, and this year was going to be no different it seemed as she shot him a derisive glare as he leaned down to bluster eye-to-eye. Resist the urge to flick his nose, Mary, you're better than that... "Fools repeat their folly because they love the foul taste, eh? What a brilliant revelation on why our courses are so lacking at the moment, Professor, did you bring up such concerns during the last faculty meeting as well?" Having leaned back against the couch's back to relax fully, the near-senior-level student couldn't help but shoot a wily grin the way of Swagglebone, mulling over just how much trouble this year was going to see because of him trying stop antics that didn't even exist. He always seemed to be on a witch hunt of some kind, rambling on about the standing of the house, and it just happened that she was his favorite target...

"As clear as you can be, even if I'm going to be oh so troubled to entertain myself without the chess club since you don't want me to have any sort of extracurricular activities to amuse myself with," And as long as he was his favorite target, she would make certain that she had every chance to poke at whatever buttons he might have. If he was going to push her buttons and interfere with her self-education, then like hell was she going to miss chances to drive him up the wall.

"33 points off from Slytherin."
Was his only response to Mary's first question, and for the second part he'd grin rather widely to reveal his jagged and yellow teeth. "If there is work that you need. I am sure there are many janitorial duties in the school that can use your massive talents for the betterment of our living. You can handle a broom, can't you Miss Pleiades?" Then grin returned to his usual stone face. "It is not for students to question teachers, even less so to question a hero such as headmistress Umbridge."



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"I am...glad you think that Mister Myre, and a good evening to you as well." Though having a friendly smile on her face Professor McGonagall sounded rather strain from saying it, or perhaps she was just tired? "Though I would encourage you Miss Cristala to no laugh at other people's misfortunes. Some are just more tired than others."

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"33 points off from Slytherin."
Was his only response to Mary's first question, and for the second part he'd grin rather widely to reveal his jagged and yellow teeth. "If there is work that you need. I am sure there are many janitorial duties in the school that can use your massive talents for the betterment of our living. You can handle a broom, can't you Miss Pleiades?" Then grin returned to his usual stone face. "It is not for students to question teachers, even less so to question a hero such as headmistress Umbridge."



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"Oh, did you cut the janitorial staff as well, sir? That explains the awful smell of decay in this place," Mary countered without even batting an eyelash at the the point deduction, even if the sight of his rotting teeth set her on edge out of disgust. Even the threat of detention cleaning the halls didn't bother her as much as the old creep's teeth did, just smiling at him with gritting teeth, "And as for handling a broom? Well, given I have to deal with this mess of a thing you call an educational program... Yeah, I'm about as adept at it as any other student."
 
"Oh, did you cut the janitorial staff as well, sir? That explains the awful smell of decay in this place," Mary countered without even batting an eyelash at the the point deduction, even if the sight of his rotting teeth set her on edge out of disgust. Even the threat of detention cleaning the halls didn't bother her as much as the old creep's teeth did, just smiling at him with gritting teeth, "And as for handling a broom? Well, given I have to deal with this mess of a thing you call an educational program... Yeah, I'm about as adept at it as any other student."

Professor Swagglebone didn't miss a beat. "67 points off Slytherin. And that smell you are breathing in is the disappointing failures of this house. Lingering on from last year." While it seemed like the professor was keen on beating on his students, but the annoyance in his voice, was it tied to the anger or just disappointment? He slammed the staff to the floor to emphasize his next words. "This is not house Pleiades, this is house Slytherin. A unit. Not an individual. The sum of our parts. If one of our parts are broken then we'll have to mend it. Sadly we are a very stubborn species aren't we?"

He awkwardly patted Mary on her head. "Eventually however... everything falls in it's place. Malcontents or no." As he lifted his hand Mary could feel something on her head, if she felt over her hair she'd find what appeared to be a small piece of folded paper.
 
Slytherin



The people conversing in Slytherin suddenly heard a very tired and raspy sounding voice. "Yes, imagine that is what happens when people cannot keep their words to themselves." At the entrance to common room stood a very lanky and tall figure clutching an ornate staff. The crevasses on his face were deep as canyons and his eyes so sunken you'd think you were starring into darkness. The students knew him as Kristoff Swagglebone, the Head of Slytherin House since last year. Much like Snape before him he as well was their Potion Master. Unlike Snape who seemed to show favoritism to his own house at least, Professor Swagglebone picked no sides. He was nasty to everyone.

His staff slammed into the ground with a hard thud as he moved in closer towards the students. "Am I to expect yet another year of questioning authority." He said eyes narrowing as he looked through the common room. "Was not last years debacle enough, or do you wish to sink this house even further down into the abyss? What are we? Gryffindor?" As Professor Swagglebone waited for an answer, the other three houses would have similar visits.

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Gryffindor



"Not so fast Mr Carter!" The voice came from the entrance of the common room. "I know we are all tired but there are a few things that we need to run through before you can go to your very deserved sleep."

200


Stepping in was none other than the head of house Gryffindor Minerva McGonagall. "I hope both old and new students alike have started to acclimate and found their proper places in the dorm?"



Hufflepuff



"If gambling wasn't illegal on school grounds I would gladly take you up on that offer!"
A woman looking like being in her early 30 suddenly had appeared in the room. She had long raven black hair and that smirk on her face made her look like a fox who had stumbled into a hen house by pure happenstance. The students knew her as Gloriosa Maximus, the head of house Hufflepuff and their teacher in Herbology, yet another new recruit from when Headmistress Umbridge came into power. "And the reason why I would take you up on that offer Yaser, is because I've heard that Holyhead Harpies are in prime form this year. Not even the Montrose Magpies can withstand them this year!"

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Ravenclaw



"D-Did someone say Nikki?"
The room was interrupted by an unfamiliar and older voice. Turning around they found the new teacher in Muggle Studies at the door. "I am...very sorry to barge in at this late, but I..." The man sheepishly staggered further into the room with his ill fitting robe and one could assume with those glasses on that he was practically blind with out them. He seemed to be in his early 40s and perhaps if someone could get a brush through his hair you'd get a clearer look of his what seemed to be rather handsome face. "I am Professor Finnegan Fantasma, I will, well, I am your new teacher in Muggle studies and the new head of house Ravenclaw. I-I trust
that's not going to be a trouble?"

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"You must be having a laugh, miss!" Yaser cried in exasperation. The very thought of the Holyheads taking on the Magpies was enough to bring a smile to his lips. He could respect the team, sure; they were the first all-female Quidditch team and had gotten themselves a fair number of League wins over the years too. They had a few strong players lined up too, but they just lacked to consistency to play with the Big Leagues. They had the resolve to claw back stalemates from near defeats, but they lacked the raw skill to hold a candle to his precious Magpies.

Fine... maybe finding a Harpies supporter didn't baffle him entirely, but it still shocked him at anyone still thought that their team could hold a candle to his. They were just setting themselves up for disappointment "What the Harpies would call a good year is what Magpies would call a terrible one. We've got 32 league wins under our belt already, and this year without a doubt will bring us 33. Heck, I'm pretty sure they put the gambling rule in place to protect the Harpies fans in seasons like these; they start off well in the qualifiers, but fizzle out by the end. They can hold their own against the Catapults and the Wasps any day, but the Bats are sure to knock them out even before they meet the Magpies. Just you watch."
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"That's how it starts. Everyone's a hero in their own story, but before not everything can be justified with a 'them and us'" Yaser rolled his eyes. What a great start to the year. Still, Ross was right; it probably wasn't going to war over. If this guy wanted to throw his soul away, then that was his choice. Yaser's only moral responsibility to make sure he didn't drag anyone else down with him "C'mon, man. The first years are looking up to us. Try to remind them that they've walked into Hogwarts, not Knockturn Alley..."

"Wisteria is right. Let's change the topic to something totally inoffensive..." He pretended to ponder for a few moments, despite already having the conversational ammunition loaded into his canon. He would break the ice in the only way young wizards could-- through Quidditch "Like how the Montrose Magpies are going to smash it in this year's League. I'm talking a clean sweep-- their seeker is going to nail it every single time" He tipped his head towards Stan "And that something I'll bet on"
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Stanley was more than happy to change the subject off of his "business endeavors." It was of no concern to anyone else around him, really. He made money where he sae the opportunity, and that was that, really.

Though, he couldn't help chime in when Yaser mentioned betting. "How much are you willing to bet?" He asked with a smirk.

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Slytherin



The people conversing in Slytherin suddenly heard a very tired and raspy sounding voice. "Yes, imagine that is what happens when people cannot keep their words to themselves." At the entrance to common room stood a very lanky and tall figure clutching an ornate staff. The crevasses on his face were deep as canyons and his eyes so sunken you'd think you were starring into darkness. The students knew him as Kristoff Swagglebone, the Head of Slytherin House since last year. Much like Snape before him he as well was their Potion Master. Unlike Snape who seemed to show favoritism to his own house at least, Professor Swagglebone picked no sides. He was nasty to everyone.

His staff slammed into the ground with a hard thud as he moved in closer towards the students. "Am I to expect yet another year of questioning authority." He said eyes narrowing as he looked through the common room. "Was not last years debacle enough, or do you wish to sink this house even further down into the abyss? What are we? Gryffindor?" As Professor Swagglebone waited for an answer, the other three houses would have similar visits.

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Gryffindor



"Not so fast Mr Carter!" The voice came from the entrance of the common room. "I know we are all tired but there are a few things that we need to run through before you can go to your very deserved sleep."

200


Stepping in was none other than the head of house Gryffindor Minerva McGonagall. "I hope both old and new students alike have started to acclimate and found their proper places in the dorm?"



Hufflepuff



"If gambling wasn't illegal on school grounds I would gladly take you up on that offer!"
A woman looking like being in her early 30 suddenly had appeared in the room. She had long raven black hair and that smirk on her face made her look like a fox who had stumbled into a hen house by pure happenstance. The students knew her as Gloriosa Maximus, the head of house Hufflepuff and their teacher in Herbology, yet another new recruit from when Headmistress Umbridge came into power. "And the reason why I would take you up on that offer Yaser, is because I've heard that Holyhead Harpies are in prime form this year. Not even the Montrose Magpies can withstand them this year!"

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Ravenclaw



"D-Did someone say Nikki?"
The room was interrupted by an unfamiliar and older voice. Turning around they found the new teacher in Muggle Studies at the door. "I am...very sorry to barge in at this late, but I..." The man sheepishly staggered further into the room with his ill fitting robe and one could assume with those glasses on that he was practically blind with out them. He seemed to be in his early 40s and perhaps if someone could get a brush through his hair you'd get a clearer look of his what seemed to be rather handsome face. "I am Professor Finnegan Fantasma, I will, well, I am your new teacher in Muggle studies and the new head of house Ravenclaw. I-I trust
that's not going to be a trouble?"

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Kit was more than glad they changed the subject. With talk about Quidditch he simply crossed his legs on the couch he was sitting in and leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees and his chin in his palms. Rio, being the Quidditch fanatic he was would of loved to have been in the conversation.

Upon the arrival of Professor Maximus, he gave a small laugh at her first statement. "Hello, Professor Maximus." he greeted.

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Ian Miles

Ian watched the interaction and didn't bother to comment. He knew that if he let his emotions get the better of him, he would say something stupid. With 110 points off, he rather not go all the way up to even 200. He actually couldn't remember if those points put Slytherin in the positive or negative for the year. Either way, it didn't matter, it was still 110 points off. He took a deep breath and turned to Swagglebone. " If I may ask, what is our interiary for the year?" He asked, knowing the normal classes and Muggle studies, but for the life of him, couldn't remember if there was anything he was missing.

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Hufflepuff



"If gambling wasn't illegal on school grounds I would gladly take you up on that offer!"
A woman looking like being in her early 30 suddenly had appeared in the room. She had long raven black hair and that smirk on her face made her look like a fox who had stumbled into a hen house by pure happenstance. The students knew her as Gloriosa Maximus, the head of house Hufflepuff and their teacher in Herbology, yet another new recruit from when Headmistress Umbridge came into power. "And the reason why I would take you up on that offer Yaser, is because I've heard that Holyhead Harpies are in prime form this year. Not even the Montrose Magpies can withstand them this year!"

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All this disagreement and grief didn't seem to bother Ross as smirked at Professor's worlds. Being the seeker for Hufflepuff, and hotshot, Ross shook his head. Chuckling, he stretched his legs where he sat.

"Come on! They're gonna implode, Professor. The Hapries on paper look good, I'll give you that. There defense is great and the offence is solid, but let me ask you, have looked at all the details? They looked towards their seeker way too often to get the team out of a jam because their offence stalls too much, and he's average at best. And their defense? While it's great really great, if it's a tough game and it slides, it's over, the team checks out. It's a house of card. It's the little things that'll do you in."

Ross looked away slightly as he turned Wistreria. He had seen the girl since last year. The meet when a few upper classmen got a little too "touchy feely" for their own good. Since then, the two were fairy close. She was smart and if Ross need help with something, she'd help him. Ross looked at the girl, smirking. Ross didn't waste any time picking up where they left off.'


"Yo "Wissy",what's up? You miss me or what? Not even a hi?"

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Lloyd shook his head politely at the prompt for tea, but he seemed attentive enough to listen to the Prefect describe her summer activities. He'd smile and nod, recalling his own summer activities. "Oh, mine was quite the same. I didn't have the opportunity to indulge in much service around the neighborhood, I had to study. It was kind of frustrating, really. It's not a 'great' summer when the most notable event was paying respects to distant friends-of-friends after an unfortunate gardening incident. I'm in no place to be judging anyone for cultivating Mandrakes in this day and age, but. . .oh, you know. The usual humdrum!"

"I used to collect those Chocolate Frog Cards, but I've lost the time to commit to the trade. I. . .think I have a few silvers lying around back at home. Though, you should hold on to that, Juno! You never know, that information might be useful to know. . .ah, even if it is about vile beans."

"Anyway, I--"



Lloyd froze, as if he's just heard a Mandrake himself.

". . .Nikki?"

Lloyd didn't even need to turn around to recognize that voice. Though he did turn around anyway. He had to. Nikki managed to get a full view of his face - that was most definitely Lloyd Whitaker. The blonde hair, the lavender eyes, and the strange resemblance between him and David Bowie (she'd know that after living as a Muggle for so long, right?). A good sight to behold for anyone, of course, but it was particularly relevant now due to Lloyd remembering an earnest, troubled girl from his first year. One he'd found some enjoyment helping out despite what everyone said about her being a Squib. One who had, despite her failures, showed every character trait of an aspiring wizard.


Though, Lloyd wouldn't have seen it that way back in his first year. She was just a clumsy friend of his. Then she vanished abruptly - it wasn't completely unexpected, but it made the tiniest scratch on Lloyd.

And now she's suddenly materialized here, like from thin air.

"Nikki! I -- wha -- how did you. . .? Where have you been?" Lloyd stuttered like a fool, trying to piece together how the seemingly hopeless girl suddenly resurfaced six years later, now appearing before him in the same house, in the same class. She

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The moment Lloyd turned to face her, Nikki had to hide her big dumb grin, and tried to stifle her laughter. "Oh my God it is you! And you-" she stuttered as a snicker forced its way out of her, "haven't changed a bit,"

With only half her mind intent on listening to Lloyd while the other half took its time taking in his uncanny celebrity likeness, Nikki responded to his question only after an uncomfortably long pause. "Tsk, you're a Ravenclaw, you can put the pieces together can't you Starman?" she giggled at her own joke, not immediately realizing the bit of Muggle humour might be lost on Lloyd, "All the Slytherins calling me a Squib? All my private talks with teachers? All my trips to see the principal?" Nikki listed three pieces just off the top of her head, "Did you see me use any magic?"

Professor Fantasma seemed genuinley relieved at Julius saying that and wiped some sweat from his brow with a handkerchief. "Oh thank goodness, I am h-happy to hear that. I just hope we can have a nice rapport between one another. I-I know that Headmistress U-Umbridge has, aaaah, turned Muggle studies into-" He cleared his throat before continuing. "Anti-muggle propaganda studies...but that's not what I want, a-and not what all of you want either." Finnegan was sweating even more now has wiped it away with his handkerchief for a second time. "B-but what she doesn't know about w-wont hurt me, her...right?"

Fantasma caught Nikki's attention as he entered, and garnered a response with the mention of a particularly inflammatory name for a class. "Anti-Muggle Propaganda Studies?" Nikki repeated to the professor with a pointed inflection.

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This was some good candy.

Content to stay on the sidelines and listen more than talk, Caleb allowed himself to soak in his fellow lions like rain upon parched earth. He had missed this he realized to himself with some surprise. Hogwarts, despite its weird name and strange headmistress had a place in his heart. It wasn't quite home, but you couldn't spend some years here and not feel something for your fellows without being a sociopath. He was surprised at his fondness for his house right now.

Adele, Keith. Melody and Rio.

He let out a breath and with it, his worries as he cracked the candy in his mouth. Another years beginning. They would face it bravely, one and all.

At their head of house appearing, Caleb would shift smoothly to his feet at attention. A little bit of discipline instilled by Chinese tradition regarding their elders as well as his personal respect for their head of house.

He wondered what would happen idly, if his grandmother met her. He prevented a shudder of fear that ran down his spine at that errant thought. Never mind.

Some things must never be.




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Professor Swagglebone didn't miss a beat. "67 points off Slytherin. And that smell you are breathing in is the disappointing failures of this house. Lingering on from last year." While it seemed like the professor was keen on beating on his students, but the annoyance in his voice, was it tied to the anger or just disappointment? He slammed the staff to the floor to emphasize his next words. "This is not house Pleiades, this is house Slytherin. A unit. Not an individual. The sum of our parts. If one of our parts are broken then we'll have to mend it. Sadly we are a very stubborn species aren't we?"

He awkwardly patted Mary on her head. "Eventually however... everything falls in it's place. Malcontents or no." As he lifted his hand Mary could feel something on her head, if she felt over her hair she'd find what appeared to be a small piece of folded paper.

"Maybe the only working part is the one you stubbornly insist is broken, Professor," Mary snapped off right back, a low growl escaping her as the old fart patted her head for some weirdo reason, messing up her hair. Actually, what the heck had he done to it to cause that nagging scratch on her scalp. With a scowl shot the professor's way, she focused upon raising a hand up to seemingly readjust her hair to the perfect frame for her face that she liked. Hopefully no one would notice the slight widening of her eyes as she plucked the paper from her locks, hiding it in her balled up fist that lowered quickly back to her side.​
 
Ian Miles

Ian watched the interaction and didn't bother to comment. He knew that if he let his emotions get the better of him, he would say something stupid. With 110 points off, he rather not go all the way up to even 200. He actually couldn't remember if those points put Slytherin in the positive or negative for the year. Either way, it didn't matter, it was still 110 points off. He took a deep breath and turned to Swagglebone. " If I may ask, what is our interiary for the year?" He asked, knowing the normal classes and Muggle studies, but for the life of him, couldn't remember if there was anything he was missing.

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"And suddenly a member of Slytherin has lost their skill to read and think, or perhaps both? One can never be too certain."
Professor Swagglebone tapped Ian lightly on the head with his staff. "The only one you need to worry about is Potions, because that's the only one that matters. Perhaps also as a 7th year Mister Miles some consideration to put into your N.E.W.T. exams perhaps?"

"Maybe the only working part is the one you stubbornly insist is broken, Professor," Mary snapped off right back, a low growl escaping her as the old fart patted her head for some weirdo reason, messing up her hair. Actually, what the heck had he done to it to cause that nagging scratch on her scalp. With a scowl shot the professor's way, she focused upon raising a hand up to seemingly readjust her hair to the perfect frame for her face that she liked. Hopefully no one would notice the slight widening of her eyes as she plucked the paper from her locks, hiding it in her balled up fist that lowered quickly back to her side.​

"Or perhaps..." The professor once again turned his attention towards Mary. "We just have to find a place where that broken part fits in? Hmm? Failing that we can continue to pound and form it until it finally fits in place."

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"You must be having a laugh, miss!" Yaser cried in exasperation. The very thought of the Holyheads taking on the Magpies was enough to bring a smile to his lips. He could respect the team, sure; they were the first all-female Quidditch team and had gotten themselves a fair number of League wins over the years too. They had a few strong players lined up too, but they just lacked to consistency to play with the Big Leagues. They had the resolve to claw back stalemates from near defeats, but they lacked the raw skill to hold a candle to his precious Magpies.

Fine... maybe finding a Harpies supporter didn't baffle him entirely, but it still shocked him at anyone still thought that their team could hold a candle to his. They were just setting themselves up for disappointment "What the Harpies would call a good year is what Magpies would call a terrible one. We've got 32 league wins under our belt already, and this year without a doubt will bring us 33. Heck, I'm pretty sure they put the gambling rule in place to protect the Harpies fans in seasons like these; they start off well in the qualifiers, but fizzle out by the end. They can hold their own against the Catapults and the Wasps any day, but the Bats are sure to knock them out even before they meet the Magpies. Just you watch."
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All this disagreement and grief didn't seem to bother Ross as smirked at Professor's worlds. Being the seeker for Hufflepuff, and hotshot, Ross shook his head. Chuckling, he stretched his legs where he sat.

"Come on! They're gonna implode, Professor. The Hapries on paper look good, I'll give you that. There defense is great and the offence is solid, but let me ask you, have looked at all the details? They looked towards their seeker way too often to get the team out of a jam because their offence stalls too much, and he's average at best. And their defense? While it's great really great, if it's a tough game and it slides, it's over, the team checks out. It's a house of card. It's the little things that'll do you in."

Ross looked away slightly as he turned Wistreria. He had seen the girl since last year. The meet when a few upper classmen got a little too "touchy feely" for their own good. Since then, the two were fairy close. She was smart and if Ross need help with something, she'd help him. Ross looked at the girl, smirking. Ross didn't waste any time picking up where they left off.'


"Yo "Wissy",what's up? You miss me or what? Not even a hi?"

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"Because!"
Professor Maximus started with a huge grin on her face. "The star Seeker of the Montrose Magpies Lenox Campbell just ended a long term relationship and he was utterly devastated. With out a good Seeker you can kiss any wins goodbye, is what I always say, the one time I've said it!" She chuckled at the two boys. "You can have your bleedin' facts and statistics, but let me tell you that means nothing in the way of a broken heart."

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The moment Lloyd turned to face her, Nikki had to hide her big dumb grin, and tried to stifle her laughter. "Oh my God it is you! And you-" she stuttered as a snicker forced its way out of her, "haven't changed a bit,"

With only half her mind intent on listening to Lloyd while the other half took its time taking in his uncanny celebrity likeness, Nikki responded to his question only after an uncomfortably long pause. "Tsk, you're a Ravenclaw, you can put the pieces together can't you Starman?" she giggled at her own joke, not immediately realizing the bit of Muggle humour might be lost on Lloyd, "All the Slytherins calling me a Squib? All my private talks with teachers? All my trips to see the principal?" Nikki listed three pieces just off the top of her head, "Did you see me use any magic?"



Fantasma caught Nikki's attention as he entered, and garnered a response with the mention of a particularly inflammatory name for a class. "Anti-Muggle Propaganda Studies?" Nikki repeated to the professor with a pointed inflection.

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"The h-headmistress doesn't like Muggles. F-forget I said anything...I don't know anything just rambling on and on. Oh! You are Nikki T. Hilton-Lynn are you not?" Professor Fantasma asked turning his attention towards Nikki. "Y-You're the reason why I'm here, actually. I-I've understood that you leaped to the end of the studies yes? D-Do you believe it will be enough or do you need a tutor to h-help gain the f-final knowledge you seek?"

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"Maybe the only working part is the one you stubbornly insist is broken, Professor," Mary snapped off right back, a low growl escaping her as the old fart patted her head for some weirdo reason, messing up her hair. Actually, what the heck had he done to it to cause that nagging scratch on her scalp. With a scowl shot the professor's way, she focused upon raising a hand up to seemingly readjust her hair to the perfect frame for her face that she liked. Hopefully no one would notice the slight widening of her eyes as she plucked the paper from her locks, hiding it in her balled up fist that lowered quickly back to her side.​
When Professor Swagglebone came over, Sam clammed up entirely. He said nothing as he awkwardly sat next to Mary and heard their conversation--along with the loss of points toward their house. Eventually, he sighed and placed a hand on his friend's shoulder. "Hey, don't let him get under your skin," the teen said softly. "No matter what you say, his tune won't change." Since he was sitting close to Mary, he actually noticed the note in her hair--but chose to say nothing about it for now.

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Juno listened attentively as Lloyd began to describe his own Summer, before he was interrupted by Nikki. Letting them catch up on whatever relationship they had before, admittedly tuning out once the unfamiliar older professor appeared (she also didn't feel inclined to spell out the Muggle stigma to Lloyd, wanting to remain tactful), Juno cleared her throat and straightened her posture like a soldier in the presence of a superior, though perhaps not strictly as stiff.

"Ah, good evening, Professor Fantasma. I hope we have an enlightening experience this semester," she said politely, yet firmly. Before Juno could go on to ask why they were being approached at a relatively late hour, or why that would be any trouble for him to be teaching them, Nikki seemed to pose the latter question for Juno already. As Fantasma gave the answer, Juno couldn't help but furrow her brow apprehensively, clasping her hands together.

"Eh? The headmistress...? I'm sure it's just a misunderstanding," Juno responded in response to the notion that Headmistress Umbridge disliked Muggles. After all, she seemed like the type who would discontinue Muggle Studies if that was so, but then... Well, that matter seemed to have been dropped rather quickly anyway, the focus shifting toward Nikki now for a moment. From there, Juno simply had another sip of her Earl Grey, wondering if this exchange was much of her business, but then, if they felt so inclined as to talk in front of the others...

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Rio noticed McGonagall's stress, but he didn't think anything of it. She must be tired, but couldn't show it as she was a teacher. "What do we need to go over, Professor?" For poor Keith's sake, it was best to get things rolling along.

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The moment Lloyd turned to face her, Nikki had to hide her big dumb grin, and tried to stifle her laughter. "Oh my God it is you! And you-" she stuttered as a snicker forced its way out of her, "haven't changed a bit,"

With only half her mind intent on listening to Lloyd while the other half took its time taking in his uncanny celebrity likeness, Nikki responded to his question only after an uncomfortably long pause. "Tsk, you're a Ravenclaw, you can put the pieces together can't you Starman?" she giggled at her own joke, not immediately realizing the bit of Muggle humour might be lost on Lloyd, "All the Slytherins calling me a Squib? All my private talks with teachers? All my trips to see the principal?" Nikki listed three pieces just off the top of her head, "Did you see me use any magic?"



Fantasma caught Nikki's attention as he entered, and garnered a response with the mention of a particularly inflammatory name for a class. "Anti-Muggle Propaganda Studies?" Nikki repeated to the professor with a pointed inflection.

@CrunchyCHEEZIT @Jeremi @Ver @Gummi Bunnies @York @R A V E N C L A W
Lloyd innocently chuckled at the snide celebrity reference. He was born to Muggle parents, after all - can't help but remember listening to Space Oddity before he had gotten accepted into Hogwarts. He already knew the situation about her being supposed a Squib, however. "Well, yes, I knew all about. . .that. I just don't know how you've--"
"And suddenly a member of Slytherin has lost their skill to read and think, or perhaps both? One can never be too certain." Professor Swagglebone tapped Ian lightly on the head with his staff. "The only one you need to worry about is Potions, because that's the only one that matters. Perhaps also as a 7th year Mister Miles some consideration to put into your N.E.W.T. exams perhaps?"



"Or perhaps..." The professor once again turned his attention towards Mary. "We just have to find a place where that broken part fits in? Hmm? Failing that we can continue to pound and form it until it finally fits in place."

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"Because!"
Professor Maximus started with a huge grin on her face. "The star Seeker of the Montrose Magpies Lenox Campbell just ended a long term relationship and he was utterly devastated. With out a good Seeker you can kiss any wins goodbye, is what I always say, the one time I've said it!" She chuckled at the two boys. "You can have your bleedin' facts and statistics, but let me tell you that means nothing in the way of a broken heart."

@Pretentious Pineapple @Takumi @Raptor Jesus @Josh @Kaykay @Cromartous



"The h-headmistress doesn't like Muggles. F-forget I said anything...I don't know anything just rambling on and on. Oh! You are Nikki T. Hilton-Lynn are you not?" Professor Fantasma asked turning his attention towards Nikki. "Y-You're the reason why I'm here, actually. I-I've understood that you leaped to the end of the studies yes? D-Do you believe it will be enough or do you need a tutor to h-help gain the f-final knowledge you seek?"

@CrunchyCHEEZIT @Jeremi @Ver @Gummi Bunnies @York @R A V E N C L A W

Lloyd, much like Juno, incidentally tuned out the sheepish professor's spiel as he was taking in Nikki's explanation. Though, when the professor regarded Nikki and mentioned the words 'leap', 'studies' and 'end', Lloyd had a very clear knowing look on his face. As anyone who knew Lloyd could guess, he usually kept a calm, friendly, and cool exterior even in the face of surprise. This was the one instance where it collapsed, but now that the professor was gracious enough to indirectly explain, Lloyd returned to his aloof self.

Turning back to Nikki, he'd smile. "So you managed to get re-accepted? That's amazing! I never believed those Squib rumors, you know. If I could reach this point, where I'm standing in Ravenclaw robes at the beginning of my seventh year, I knew you could too."

"And, regarding the topic of tutors. . ." Lloyd turned his attention back to the professor. He spoke like a suave businessman masquerading as a wizard, speaking at a public event. "I know Nikki from my first year at Hogwarts, Professor Fantasma. If she's ever in need of tutoring or assistance in her studies, I, personally, would be honored to help her achieve the knowledge she seeks here, among Ravenclaw house."

"We're all here to help one another, right? Who else but Ravenclaw?"

Who else but Lloyd Whitaker?

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When Professor Swagglebone came over, Sam clammed up entirely. He said nothing as he awkwardly sat next to Mary and heard their conversation--along with the loss of points toward their house. Eventually, he sighed and placed a hand on his friend's shoulder. "Hey, don't let him get under your skin," the teen said softly. "No matter what you say, his tune won't change." Since he was sitting close to Mary, he actually noticed the note in her hair--but chose to say nothing about it for now.

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"There isn't enough water and cleaning products in the world for me to try and as you say "get under her skin"."
The professor droned in response. "Keep your friend in check, Mister Rossi and we will all sleep better at night."

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Juno listened attentively as Lloyd began to describe his own Summer, before he was interrupted by Nikki. Letting them catch up on whatever relationship they had before, admittedly tuning out once the unfamiliar older professor appeared (she also didn't feel inclined to spell out the Muggle stigma to Lloyd, wanting to remain tactful), Juno cleared her throat and straightened her posture like a soldier in the presence of a superior, though perhaps not strictly as stiff.

"Ah, good evening, Professor Fantasma. I hope we have an enlightening experience this semester," she said politely, yet firmly. Before Juno could go on to ask why they were being approached at a relatively late hour, or why that would be any trouble for him to be teaching them, Nikki seemed to pose the latter question for Juno already. As Fantasma gave the answer, Juno couldn't help but furrow her brow apprehensively, clasping her hands together.

"Eh? The headmistress...? I'm sure it's just a misunderstanding," Juno responded in response to the notion that Headmistress Umbridge disliked Muggles. After all, she seemed like the type who would discontinue Muggle Studies if that was so, but then... Well, that matter seemed to have been dropped rather quickly anyway, the focus shifting toward Nikki now for a moment. From there, Juno simply had another sip of her Earl Grey, wondering if this exchange was much of her business, but then, if they felt so inclined as to talk in front of the others...

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"Y-Yes a misunderstanding...if anyone asks." The professor replied tapping his nose with a shaky finger.

Lloyd innocently chuckled at the snide celebrity reference. He was born to Muggle parents, after all - can't help but remember listening to Space Oddity before he had gotten accepted into Hogwarts. He already knew the situation about her being supposed a Squib, however. "Well, yes, I knew all about. . .that. I just don't know how you've--"


Lloyd, much like Juno, incidentally tuned out the sheepish professor's spiel as he was taking in Nikki's explanation. Though, when the professor regarded Nikki and mentioned the words 'leap', 'studies' and 'end', Lloyd had a very clear knowing look on his face. As anyone who knew Lloyd could guess, he usually kept a calm, friendly, and cool exterior even in the face of surprise. This was the one instance where it collapsed, but now that the professor was gracious enough to indirectly explain, Lloyd returned to his aloof self.

Turning back to Nikki, he'd smile. "So you managed to get re-accepted? That's amazing! I never believed those Squib rumors, you know. If I could reach this point, where I'm standing in Ravenclaw robes at the beginning of my seventh year, I knew you could too."

"And, regarding the topic of tutors. . ." Lloyd turned his attention back to the professor. He spoke like a suave businessman masquerading as a wizard, speaking at a public event. "I know Nikki from my first year at Hogwarts, Professor Fantasma. If she's ever in need of tutoring or assistance in her studies, I, personally, would be honored to help her achieve the knowledge she seeks here, among Ravenclaw house."

"We're all here to help one another, right? Who else but Ravenclaw?"

Who else but Lloyd Whitaker?

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"O-Oh well good, helpful, even. I'm glad to see this house working together like that. I-It's the year for the N.E.W.T. exams after all. A-And I don't want to see anyone fail just because the options weren't l-laid before them."
He replied to Lloyd.

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Rio noticed McGonagall's stress, but he didn't think anything of it. She must be tired, but couldn't show it as she was a teacher. "What do we need to go over, Professor?" For poor Keith's sake, it was best to get things rolling along.

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"Over? Oh! Oh yes of course, silly me."
Professor McGonagall exclaimed. "As you all know the 7th year students have the the N.E.W.T. exam this year and I figured I'd just say that give it your all, you all want to strive for the best, yes?" All of it seemed a bit odd, not like she had done this any other year. "And of course, school starts in earnest tomorrow, I know I shouldn't have to say it but despite being in different houses interacting beyond your own houses is crucial, so I hope these are things both new and old students will reflect on."

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Ian Miles the Fourth

Ian remained silent, learning at a much age that it was better to hold your tongue then it was to fight a battle that you couldn't win. He allowed him to tap him on the head with very little comment on the matter. He however had paled when he was reminded of the N.E.W.T or as it was commonly known in his family, the most important exam of his life. " I plan on excelling in both," he replied back to him.

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Heh...interacting with different houses. Not a challenge for Rio at all-he got along with just about anybody. "Understood, on both counts. ...is there anything else?" Rio cocked his head as he asked that. He wasn't the most observant person by a long shot, and even he could tell something was out of place now.

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"And suddenly a member of Slytherin has lost their skill to read and think, or perhaps both? One can never be too certain." Professor Swagglebone tapped Ian lightly on the head with his staff. "The only one you need to worry about is Potions, because that's the only one that matters. Perhaps also as a 7th year Mister Miles some consideration to put into your N.E.W.T. exams perhaps?"



"Or perhaps..." The professor once again turned his attention towards Mary. "We just have to find a place where that broken part fits in? Hmm? Failing that we can continue to pound and form it until it finally fits in place."

@Lucky @dark @Neko Shogun @Khan of the Mardu




"Because!"
Professor Maximus started with a huge grin on her face. "The star Seeker of the Montrose Magpies Lenox Campbell just ended a long term relationship and he was utterly devastated. With out a good Seeker you can kiss any wins goodbye, is what I always say, the one time I've said it!" She chuckled at the two boys. "You can have your bleedin' facts and statistics, but let me tell you that means nothing in the way of a broken heart."

@Pretentious Pineapple @Takumi @Raptor Jesus @Josh @Kaykay @Cromartous



"The h-headmistress doesn't like Muggles. F-forget I said anything...I don't know anything just rambling on and on. Oh! You are Nikki T. Hilton-Lynn are you not?" Professor Fantasma asked turning his attention towards Nikki. "Y-You're the reason why I'm here, actually. I-I've understood that you leaped to the end of the studies yes? D-Do you believe it will be enough or do you need a tutor to h-help gain the f-final knowledge you seek?"

@CrunchyCHEEZIT @Jeremi @Ver @Gummi Bunnies @York @R A V E N C L A W
When Professor Swagglebone came over, Sam clammed up entirely. He said nothing as he awkwardly sat next to Mary and heard their conversation--along with the loss of points toward their house. Eventually, he sighed and placed a hand on his friend's shoulder. "Hey, don't let him get under your skin," the teen said softly. "No matter what you say, his tune won't change." Since he was sitting close to Mary, he actually noticed the note in her hair--but chose to say nothing about it for now.

@Khan of the Mardu @Jeremi @Lucky @dark


"Or until it busts and you're left with a wrecked machine."

Sam's words did little to soothe the indignation that his friend felt as she stood up, brushing aside his hand. As much as she wanted to ignore him... It still stung a part of her that wished to get away from this place. "I'll read the itinerary in the morning," Whatever nonsense it had to say could wait, she had other articles that needed to be read, and she would do so in the privacy of the dormitory. Shooting her friend one last nod and the professor a final glare, Mary walked off, heading to the door that hid the path to the girls' rooms so that she could begin unfolding the note behind it.​
 
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