DADA 5.2

[Tamis Raynor]

The floor was not bare, but nor were the desks there. There were no pillows, cushions, or chairs. Not only did it sound like a cheesy off-take from "How the Grinch Stole Christmas", be it looked like he had raided the classroom too. The only decor to be had was the portraits of various famous wizards pretending to sleep in their frames. But alas, an eye would pry open occasionally, sending a side-long glance at the woman seated on the floor. Until she bristled with irritation and outright returned the stare. Then the peeping eye miraculously snapped shut again.

This charade had been going on for some time now. They way the Deputy's left eyelid twitched, there would soon be empty walls if they kept it up. Though this was better than what she had put up with earlier. Go away for six weeks and they went had an uproar about her 'replacements' being less chatty. Buggers.

However, if Tamis had not thought Banks would get considerably jealous, she might have kissed Ryder. The fifth years had made excellent progress with Hex deflection, which would make todays class all the easier. Still, knowing the fifth years... there would be a few admitted to the Hospital Wing before the class was up.

[Drew Thornton]

As was usual, Drew had been running through the halls between classes. The high speed made it so much easier to make a skid stop into the classroom, sliding through the doorway on the soles of his shoes.

And thus the Ravenclaw prefect made his grand entrance, complete with the standard goofy grin on his face. It only got wider as he saw Professor Raynor was back in front of the class. Hailey had been pretty good, but it hadn't been the same.

"So we're discussing the evils of dirty diapers this week, right?" he asked, plopping front and center on the floor and letting his books and things lie where they landed.

[Tristan Howard]

For the second day in a row, no sugar for Tristan. He decided to go on a 'No Sugar Diet'. He couldn't bet on anyone to see if he could go on forever because he knew he'll have to eat chocolate or whatever in the next three days. He then ran up to the second floor. He then looked around and saw the classroom. "WOO HOO! I did it!" he said yelling.

He then walked in, and saw only the professor and Drew. "Aww, man. Not again," he said. He was the second student in the classroom first. He then put his bag on the floor. "Drew, how is it going, man?" he said in a 'cool' voice. Maybe he did have a piece of chocolate.

MAYBE!

[Tamis Raynor]

That was all the ammunition that the portraits needed to drop the act and openly start snickering in their frames. Revenge might be sweet from their stand point, but it was driving her up a wall. No doubt what they were trying to accomplish in the first place. Holding up a finger to Drew to show him she would get back to him shortly, she glared at the famous witches and wizards and cleared her throat.

"Do we have a problem?" She snapped. It seems the same effect that usually had on students had on paintings as well. The snickering stopped and there was a collective breath of 'of course not. Not at all'.

Muttering about "dusty storage closets" and "should have gone with a different theme", Raynor turned back to Drew, and Tristan Howard as he seemed to have appeared during the confrontation.

"Of course, Mr. Thornton. Though you should know better than that. I was not just planning on discussing, but thought you all might appreciate some practical practice. As by our definition, dirty diapers most certainly classify as the Dark Arts."

[Drew Thornton]

As Raynor scolded the portraits, Drew held back a snicker... a feat more easily managed when she turned back towards him. Despite the glare she was giving him, he doubted they'd really be dealing with diapers but even if they had been and a bit of a smile managed to slip through his serious expression. "Evil just for the sake of being evil, huh?" Drew added. Those must be some scary diapers.

[noah]

Dirty diapers? Was the first thought that came to Noah's mind as he shuffled into the classroom. Ah, that's right, this teacher recently had a baby. He smiled at everyone silently before putting his bag on a desk. He raised his eyebrow at his fellow Gryffindor.

"...er.. are you a bit mad?" he asked, semi-jokingly.

[Charlie Jones]

As soon as Charlie walked into the middle of the classroom, discovered that Raynor was back, she made a complete U-turn and walked right out. She wasn't sure how crazy was to see the woman again. And sure, though she accepted the 'task' of doing a lesson of sorts in front of an entire school as a way to get out of formal punishment for putting Faulkland in a headlock and an armtwist, the mission sunk in deeper than she thought. She dreaded the coming days.

Coming back out into the hallway, she stopped short of the opposite wall and breathed heavily. From the U-turn, she had forgotten to breathe. "Dude... I can't... do... this..." She put a hand out in front and leaned on the wall, her head down in deep humiliation that was to come.

[Jade Estaci]

Jade paused in the doorway, seeing Charlie hunched over and practically hyperventilating. "Hey, you okay, Charlie? What's up?" She bent over to see her fellow Snakess' face, hoping it wasn't blue or something.

[alexis]

Alexis walking into the defense against the dark arts classroom to find a few of her fellow fifth years already in the classroom. Taking a few steps into the room Alexis saw Jade helping Charlie over something. "Is she alright?" she asked Jade. Looking at Charlie, she a bit strange.

[Jade Estaci]

"Um...I think she should be okay. Maybe you should let me handle this. Or someone who knows her better. like Drew? Or...or do you think we should tell Prof. Raynor? Um...well, we'll let her decide." Jade finished, slightly confused.

[Charlie Jones]

Charlie heaved a sigh and looked up at her fellow fifth years. Merlin, they would be there to see it, too. Stretching the sides of her mouth to form an inadequate attempt to smile, she nodded. "Know what? I'm good, good... just freee-kin' awesome. I just--"

She leaned back on the wall again and tried her hand at breathing deeply. At the mention of Raynor, she yelped in defense."No! Don't... she'll make me do something worse... Raynor's... dude, she's scarier than ever." In all of her time at Hogwarts, it never felt more truer than now.

"I'll just... you know... hang out here 'til I stop... you know..." She didn't even know what she was talking about. "Yeah, you know."

[alexis]

Alexis nodded her head at Jade and waited for Charlie to make a decision on what to do. Well, her choice on not to tell Raynor was clear, but that was the only thing that was. "Charlie? You're not making any sense. What are you trying to say?" she asked. It sounded a bit like giberish, but maybe she would start making sense soon, or so she hoped.

[Alhana Starbreeze]

"Charlie!" Alhana skidded to a stop from her skipping in front of the girl. She eyed her curiously, wondering what was up with her. The girl never seemed to fear facing anyone or anything to her knowledge, yet here her face was. "You didn't eat anything from a Skiving Snackbox, did you? Or a Cockroach Cluster, did you. They taste awful, don't they?" Alhana questioned, visibly shivering. She'd eaten a Cluster once. Never again. Never.

[Tamis Raynor]

"Viciously so," She replied to Drew.

Catching Charlie out of the corner of her eye, Raynor watched the girl make a U-turn straight out of the classroom. She shook her head. How many days were left until Corey and her demonstration? The dance was tomorrow... so two. The girl had been avoiding her like a plague.

Now, half of her fifth year class was currently loitering out in the hallway. Rising to her feet, the Professor strode the rest of the way to the door and stepped outside. There they were, most of them surrounding a prettified Charlie Jones. More like harassing the poor girl.

An eyebrow rose. "Perhaps you all prefer we have class out here?" She shooed them toward the doorway. "Class starts by the time I count to three, if you're not through the door, you're late." She didn't say what would happen if they were late. "One."

((btw: Noah, your bag must be sitting on air. Otherwise, I don't know where the desk came from. ))

[Charlie Jones]

Merlin, was this lady worse than a snakebite, or what? Charlie was starting to think how much a better deal a snakebite was over being late and being punished by Raynor... twice.

A nanosecond after one, Charlie shoved air into her and stood straight up. Two nanoseconds after one, Charlie grabbed her bag from the floor. Three nanoseconds after one... well, she was sprinting past the girls and back into the room.

"Here I am! Sitting on..." Charlie looked around and remembered the absence of chairs. Thank Merlin she didn't attempt to sit on an invisible chair. "...nothing." There just was no use in putting on the charm when it came the Professor Raynor.