DADA 1.1

[scobee]

Ryan looked a little shocked when Trixi hit Braxton, though he couldn't say that he didn't deserve it. It looked though like Braxton was alright and didn't take much offense to it. At least this time they weren't going to start a fight. Some how he didn't think that that would go over very well, especially considering who the professor was at the moment. Sming at the pair of them and there antics he didn't know whether to laugh or hit Braxton when he made a kissy face at them. He figured that he would let Trixi take care of the hitting and he just laughed.

[summer]

Summer made her way through the corridors until she reached the DADA room. She sighed slightly as she opened the door. Once the door was open her eyes widened as she saw the lady that had been so made at the first years. "Hi," she said to the Deputy, in a sweet tone. What else could she do? She figured that she'd just say hi to her, because either way if they we're going to be in trouble a hi wouldn't help them. She shrugged and then turned to the students that were already there and to the empty seats. As she looked up the first person she saw was Jet. She smiled at him as she walked up to the sit next to him. "Hi Sally," she said leaning over her desk slightly, when she noticed her fellow Huffle was already there. "Hi Jet," she said as her smile faded, it looked like something was bothering him. She could tell from his facial expression. "How are you today?," she asked, to see how his day had been.

[Trixi Turner]

Trixi was suddenly confused. Why in the world was Brax making kissy faces at her? Ewww... that was gross. She would never kiss him. Trixi wasn't quite sure what to do. Those faces kinda made him look like a fish. Maybe they weren't kissy faces but fish faces. But Trixi was still left with the worry about why Braxton was making fish faces at her. She couldn't still smell like the lake, she had showered last night. The confusion showed clearly on Trixi's face as she watched Braxton for a moment, still not sure about the kissy fish faces. So not knowing what else to do Trixi said the only thing she could think of. "You look like a fish" she said to Brax. The comment would probably seem very odd to the boys. Trixi had, momentarily, forgotten about the old lady at the front of the room.

[scobee]

Ryan just laughed hysterically. He had gotten what Braxton was intending with the kissy face and knew that if it ever clicked with trixi she would kill poor Brax. He didn't understand why she couldn't put two and two together to get Braxtons meaning. It went right along with what Braxton had just said. Then it clicked with him. Trixi hadn't heard the comment that Braxton had made about them being a cute couple and that Trixi loved Ryan. She had just hit Braxton for another reason. For some reason he found this to make the situation even funnier and when Trixi told Braxton he looked like a fish he couldn't stop laughing.

[spicer]

Braxton just looked at her stunned. Just how thick was she? He knew she was thick, but not that thick. I mean it was a common insinuation. He knew that Ryan had gotten what she was talking about, but was torn between explaining it to her or just letting it go. But when she said he looked like a fish he just had to laugh. He probably did, but that didn't effect him in the slightest. "Probably," Braxton said with a smile, "But that wasn't my initial intent. After all you and Ryan do make a good couple, and i was just trying to point that out. "

[Trixi Turner]

Couple? Trixi looked at ryan wityh a confused look. Why would Brax think they were a couple? Wait... they were kissy faces?! Trixi suddenly remembered she had hugged Ryan. Trixi's face looked shocked for a moment. No. Her and Ryan weren't a couple. Eww.. Brax had been making kissie faces at her. Trixi reached behind Ryan once more and smacked Brax accross the back of the head. "Were not a couple fish boy!" Trixi said to him with a look of amazement. Trixi didn't really know what else to say. Brax was weird. Really weird.

[spicer]

"Right," Braxton said rolling his eyes as he looked in Trixi's direction. "That's why you call him Ry-Ry and hug him every chance you get. You just can't keep your hands off of him." Braxton added still laughing slightly. It was fun to tease Trixi, well except for the fact that he was going to have a headache by the time he was done from all of the hits to the back of the head. But that was just a small price to pay for his own amusement. He just hoped that Ryan wouldn't take it to badly, after all he was just having fun.

[hannah]

Staying up all night for Hannah didn't exactly make her tired, no, it had done quite the opposite and made her hyper. After the whirlwind of emotion's that Hannah went through last night, scared, happy, lonely, sad and then finally happy again, the last of the emotion's had stayed with her and Hannah bounded into the DADA room, pleased with herself that she had so far hadn't gotten lost.

Bounding over towards the empty seat next to Braxton, Hannah took out her quill and a piece of parchment, so she didn't notice that that old lady was in the front of room either, but she had heard Braxton's last comment about someone not wanting to keep someone's hand's off someone. "Who can't keep their hand's of who?" Hannah asked, turning around to face Braxton, now wondering who would want to put their hand's on someone, what if they caught something off them?.

[spicer]

"Oh hey Hannah," Brax said with a smile looking back in her direction. Then turning back to Trixi he said with a wicked smile, "Trixi can't keep her hands off of Ryan there. She was just hugging him a couple of minutes ago. Not to mention at the feast when she was all over him in the mud." Oh he was having fun messing with her. There wasn't anything more amusing to him at the moment then messing with Trixi.

[sally15]

Sally thought Jet seemed a bit glum when he said hello." Maybe he was just having a ruff day?"Sally thought to herself. It was, afterall, all new to them and could take some time to get used. A familar Hufflepuff face then greeted Sally, it was Summer. Sally smiled, she hoped Summer could cheer Jet up.

Summer seemed as concerned about Jethro as Sally felt. How are you today was the question Sally had ment to ask too. She looked from Summer and then back to Jet. "Yeah Jet, are you alright you seem a bit down in the dumps"

[Trixi Turner]

"Thats a lie and you know it!" Trixi said a bit louder than she probably should have to Braxton. She smacked him in the back of the head again. She decided she liked this way of hitting him because Ryan was inbetween them so Braxton couldn't lunge at her and he also could only do the same thing back, but she was ready to duck if he tried. Why did he feel the need to tell big head there. That just wasn't nice. Stupid fish-face. "I don't want my hands anywhere on him!" Trixi declaired. Her patience had its limits and it was beginning to break.

[spicer]

"That's why you keep leaning over him like that," Braxton said with another smirk rubbing the back of his head slightly. "You know you just like to touch him. After all why else would you keep finding reasons to do it?" Then thinking that he could still mess with her, but in a different way he turned his attention back to Hannah. Smiling and laughing a little bit he added, "Yeah Hannah you should have seen them earlier. It was so cute, she was actually hugging him."

[Maddyson Cross]

Maddy had found it rather hard to find her way to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. She had left quite a long time after Sally and Summer, giving Maddy no-one ti follow or talk to. She had ended up asking one of the prefects, where to go. As she walked in, there was a lot of people in there. Seeing all the other grades, this was BIG! She wandered in, saying a small hello to the professor she recognized as the lady that was angry at them. The incident where they had ran off, was not a good one and they were all expecting the consequences.

She walked over to the table, that was filled with her friends. She sat down in the empty seat next to Sally and turned to the people. "Hey Jet!" She said happily. "How's Gryffindor?" Soon after saying that to him, she unpacked her equipment. Wand and Books. She rested her wad in a special case she had bought at a supplies shop in her local muggle town. It was meant to be a pen case but her wand fit in it perfectly. She had cover her school books with special, transparent contact. She patted Jet on the back. "Hey what's wrong?" She said sweetly. "Sal, Sum. Wat's wrong with him?" She then asked the girls in a caring sort of way.

[scobee]

Ryan wasn't too pleased where this line of conversation was going. He was pretty sure that Braxton was only messing with Trixi, but he really wished that he would keep him out of the mix. After all he didn't consider Trixi as a girlfriend and didn't really like the idea of that rumor being spread around. Not wanting to get dragged into it though he just sat there with a look on his face that clearly said he would have liked to disappear at that exact moment. When Hannah came though he couldn't ignore it any further. Telling Trixi and messing with her was one thing, but to tell someone else not even in the conversation was a different thing. "He's only messing." Ryan said in Hannah's direction hoping that she wouldn't take Braxton too seriously and believe him.

"Brax cool it." he said in Brax's direction in a bit of a serious tone. Besides being slightly embarrassed he was also not wanting to get hurt in the fight that was sure to come if they kept this up. He was pretty sure that Trixi was at or near her breaking point.

[plumbum]

Elizabeth stopped just inside the door and looked around for a seat. She caught sight of the professor at the front of the room and nearly laughed. The woman was as tall..er..short? Whichever way one looked at it, Elizabeth stood at the same height as the teacher. Unlike teachers at her last school, though, Elizabeth got some sort of weird vibe telling her not to try anything with Raynor. That could have just been the whisperings of older students, though. Elizabeth would have no qualms about testing how much of the tales were truth, and which ones were fiction.

Letting her bag fall down to her side, the large first year made her way to a chair in the back; her usual spot for observing the classroom. The first thing she noticed, oddly, was that the gawky boy who had invited her to run off with the others at the feast, was no there.