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Post by Jeremy Taylor on Oct 23, 2007 1:30:41 GMT -5
Jeremy almost yelled at Hannah for poking him again when he saw the button in her hand. He wasn't sure why she was showing it to him, but there was no way he was going to be able to turn it into anything.
The Professor placed a wand on Jeremy's desk and the small Ravenclaw glared at it, not expecting the man to have a spare. It didn't really matter. Jeremy wasn't going to touch it. Even if he had known how to use it properly he still had no idea where this strange wand had been.
"Someone else's wand doesn't work right for you," he tried, his last ditch effort to not have to perform magic. If worse came to absolutely worst he'd blame his lack of beetles on the fact that the wand hadn't picked him so of course it wouldn't do anything.
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Trixi Turner
Slytherin
Third Year
Do I look like a people person?!
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Post by Trixi Turner on Oct 23, 2007 3:18:30 GMT -5
Trixi smirked as the button smacked into the back of Hannah's head. It was halarious. The girl seemed to be trying to ignor Trixi and the fat girl, but Trixi knew if they kept throwing things she would eventually snap. She was mighty fun to annoy. However it wasn't very long after she had thrown it that her table and chair suddenly lifted in the air. "Woooaahhh!" Trixi cried suddenly, freaking out at suddenly being in the air. She wobbeled on the chair in midair and almost fell off. The only reason she didn't was because she had grabbed the sides of it with her small hands. But the panic was obvious in her bright blue eyes. As the chair she was on hit the floor Trixi fell off it onto the ground. However the blonde haired girl made absolutely no effort to get back on the chair. She wasn't about to get back on something that the man could levitate again. No siree. Trixi looked at the man with a look of shock beginning to mingle with a slight sence of anger.
She heard his words, his options of choosing to cause more trouble and being sent to Raynor, or to write lines. At that moment both options were rather quite tempting, though she was still kind of afraid of professor Raynor. However at that moment the small girl climbed to her feet, a scowl forming, however her height and the cuteness of her look completely ruined the whole angry and scary look she was going for. "What'd you do that for??" Trixi demanded upset. "You coulda killed me!" She pouted and looked up at the very tall man. Completely forgetting he had levitated her counterpart too. But that didn't matter, it was very rare that her mind thought of anyone but herself. The youngster didn't make her choice on what she was going to do, but instead looked indignant about the fact he had just levitated her. A pout was obvious on her small face. Sure it was an overexaggeration but she didn't see it that way. Perhaps he had been hired by Hannah to kill her. Afterall, Hannah had tried to kill her once before, she wouldn't put it past her to try again.
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Post by Brenton Douglas on Oct 23, 2007 11:50:30 GMT -5
A moment wasn't soon enough, not when he was excited to do something. No, he could hardly use a wand properly, but that didn't mean he didn't try, and he wasn't going to tell anyone else he wasn't any good at it. After all, who liked someone who couldn't do magic well with a wand? He didn't think anyone. Impatiently he jiggled his knee as he waited for the teacher to give bid-eared kid a new wand, that kid was too much. First he beat him to classes and next he didn't even have a wand. That was almost laughable, but Brent wouldn't laugh outloud about it. And why was he making such a fuss over the wand, at least he had one now, he'd probably even show Brent up with that, too.
Brent jumped a little when a girl sat down near to him (claiming Maddy since she only said a spare table), he recognized her as being from classes all last term, but he didn't know anything else about her, much like anyone else in his year. However, she looked like she could be of more than a commoner, so he offered a somewhat friendly smile to her, but he was too impatient to start to give a good greeting, and he was worried about how dumbo was going to show him up, yet again.
When the commotion started, Brent snickered. Miss Trixi would be someone who'd get in trouble. Another commoner, but one that made him laugh at least. It was kind of scary though, seeing her and the Hufflepuff commoner pulled up front like they were though. Brent hoped the teacher didn't do that to people who weren't any good with magic.
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Post by Fyona Richards on Oct 23, 2007 15:41:25 GMT -5
The force of the object hitting the back of her head was enough to make Fyona jump and let out a surprise yelp. She turned around to see who the culprit was and knew instantly that it was the bratty blonde haired Trixie in the back. Of course, who would do such a juvenile thing right? Picking up the button and toying with it in her hand Fyona found she had one of three things she could do. She could retaliate by throwing the button back, wait until after class and deal with her then, or she could let it go. Fyona was opting to take the second choice since she would rather not get thrown out of class or anything. It turned out that the professor made her choice for her by levitating the two girls to the front of the room. Fyona would have much rather handled the situation on her own so she sat unhappily as the teacher dealt with them.
Apparently he had options of his own for them to choose but knowing Trixie -not so much the other girl- she would take neither. And low and behold! Being the predictable sort of person that she was, trixie opted to pout and act...What? Cute and angry? Fyona let out a barely audible smirk. Trixie and cute were two words that did not belong together. Still playing with Trixie's button Fyona waited to see how the professor would handle this. She hoped that the girl wouldn't get away with this ostentatious display of indignation. If Trixie hadn't thrown the button then perhaps Fyona could careless about this whole thing, but the hard-edged blonde just couldn't let things go.
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Post by hannah on Oct 26, 2007 4:17:40 GMT -5
Hannah's eyes momentarily left Jeremy for a bit, as she watched the awful Huffle girl and the evil Slytherin fly through the class to the front of the classroom. Hannah smirked at the two girls, though she was secretly glad that she didn't join in, no matter how much she wanted to throw the stupid button back at the awful Huffle girl. This Professor looked like he wasn't to be messed with. If he could make the two girls fly to the front of the classroom... what's to say he couldn't make them fly straight to Raynor's office? Hannah shuddered at that thought of going to Raynor, she was even more scarier than this Professor.
Eyes now turning back to Jeremy, getting the gist that he didn't have a wand to use. "You can use mine if you want" Hannah told him, taking out her wand and placing it on the table. As much as she was feeling irritated with him, he was still her friend and she was thinking her wand would work for Jeremy, only because it had worked for Drew when he didn't have one when the Deva attacked.
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Post by Devin Brady on Oct 28, 2007 1:27:32 GMT -5
((I'm waiting for Elizabeths response then I will post))
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Post by plumbum on Nov 7, 2007 0:33:27 GMT -5
This wasn't good. Not good at all. The professor didn't need to punish Elizabeth anymore. He'd done enough with the whole flying desk thing. It was a bad time to show the class just how easily it was to make the girl sick. Motion sickness was the worst and flying through the air, several feet above her classmates if even for a few seconds, was more than enough to make Elizabeth's stomach lurch. She hadn't toppled out of the desk as Trixie had, but sat in her chair, ashen faced and willing herself not to puke.
As she sat listening to the professor, Elizabeth looked for the nearest trashbin, mentally rolling her eyes at the options given. It was obvious which option would be picked and that option did not involve a cramped wrist or a trip to the Deputy. Elizabeth didn't have any time to respond, though, before she forced herself up from the desk and darted for the trash.
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Claire Desrosiers
Slytherin
Third Year
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Post by Claire Desrosiers on Nov 10, 2007 20:55:40 GMT -5
Claire was almost late to class, but thank goodness she was able to slide into the classroom and sit herself down in a spare seat before the bell rang. Nothing much seemed to be going on at the moment but that was only because the young snake didn't see what Trixi and the huffle were doing or plotting. So far, the only clue as to what the lesson itself contained was a button and considering it was Transfiguration class, they were going to transform it into something. By the time Claire saw two of the same buttons flying through the air and hit their intended targets.
Widening her eyes at the sight of the the hit, Claire kept the expression when Trixi and fat girl levitated through the air straight to the front. Well, you couldn't say that this class wasn't entertaining. Claire knew she wouldn't want to be the one sitting with the professor staring at you the whole time.
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