Seventh Years - Lesson 3

[Leon Snow]

First day.... first day of teaching.

The new Charms professor was indeed nervous that this was his first time ever teaching in a school. He tried to hide his emotions inside to make him not let people eat on his fear. He flickered around the classroom making everything perfect. He cleaned up the dust, without magic, from everything and lined the desks up neatly and perfect. Everything was ready for the students to come in.

On the board it said:

Welcome to Charms class.
Your in for something today!
I am your new professor, Professor Snow
When you come in, please tell me your name and year, then sit in a empty desk

Then he waited for the students.

[Krissy Fleming]

New lot of classes, new teacher. It always seemed the way. Teachers seemed to come and go in and out of this school like birds, they seemed migratory and only stopped for a short while before continuing on their journey. At least this charms professor wasn't also the Hufflepuff head of House like many of the last ones had been. That had been the case for many of the previous professor's, and it had not worked out well for them. It seemed this charms professor was lucky as he was only a charms professor. However he had started teaching at rather an awkward time. Krissy herself wasn't yet ready for classes in her own mind although the flooding of new knowledge into her mind might be a relief compared to the thoughts that generally flooded through it.

However it did not mean she was really paying much attention as she entered the classroom and headed straight for the back of the room without even a glance at the blackboard, but instead just a mumbeled "Morning professor". Krissy took her seat right at the back and put her bag on the table, resting her head upon it. Perhaps she could just go back to sleep.

[Leon Snow]

First Seventh year that walked in was.... uhh.... "Morning, miss. I didn't catch your name?" he asked her nicely. It was his first day and he wanted to learn the names of people quick. He then noticed something when he said Seventh year in his mind. He wondered why he asked students to put their years down. Maybe he was just too lazy to erase and write it down? No, he did it because that's who he was, or just plain insane, one of the other. He waited for the response of the Seventh year.

[dragos]

Dragos was eager to get to Charms. Even though he was now a prefect, that didn't mean he was going to abide by all the rules. The Slytherin skateboarded down the corridor, making a fair bit of noise as the wheels rolled over the floor. At least he wouldn't be late.

Stopping at the entrance, Dragos kicked his board up into his hands and carried it into the room with him, hiding it under his cloak on the side of his body that wasn't facing the new professor. The boy's lips mumbled as he read the instructions and turned to Professor Snow.
"Dragos Miloševic," he introduced himself, wondering how many times he was going to have to repeat that before he had to spell it out.

[deanq]

Welcome to Charms class.
Your in for something today!
I am your new professor, Professor Snow
When you come in, please tell me your name and year, then sit in a empty desk

Dean nodded slightly as he read this upon his arrival to his charms lesson. He shook his head slightly at the new professor. He wasn't so sure this guy could last, but he would give him a fair chance.

Dean put his bag down on a desk and glanced at the professor, waiting for Dragos to introduce himself before making his way over to the man. He sighed slightly and walked over, saying, " Dean Quinn, Slytherin seventh year. " He had only been asked for his name and year but decided to give his house out as well. It was important, afterall. Dean wondered that the professor really should already know his year. Afterall, wasn't it a class for seventh years?

[Leon Snow]

((This class is over. Since I do not have the power to lock this yet, this message shall stay. The next lesson shall be posted soon.))