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Post by miss.kara on Mar 18, 2012 5:36:38 GMT 1
Group Eight!!!!
LENA DEVIN REMUS
GO!!
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Post by devin pucket on Mar 19, 2012 7:05:39 GMT 1
Why did she agree to do this?? This was absolutely insane. Was she mental?? She didn't like animals very much. Not that she hated them or didn't like them, she just didn't like all the mess. So why they asked her to substitute was passed her knowledge, why she said yes was even father. Most likely it was because she wasn't entirely certain she knew what subject Professor Kettleburn taught and said yes to the offer as a nice gesture. But when they got her the proper lesson plans she half swallowed half gagged. "Stupid stupid stupid.. God this was a bad idea..." Running a hand over her forehead she stepped into the classroom and walked cautiously to the desk. Lord only knew what rodents or other wise might be hanging around waiting to scare her. Setting the papers down she peeked under a cover on a cage and flinched looking at the little fluffy thing curled in the cage. She didn't even know what it was and yet she wanted nothing to do with it. Putting the cover back on she sat down and folded her hands waiting very impatiently for the students to filter in. She'd never been so tightly wound. outfit: Hot for Teacher!!!
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Post by Lena Marie Becket on Mar 19, 2012 11:24:38 GMT 1
Lena had been dreading going back to class since the incident with Silvanus. She had even planned on skipping the class but knew she couldn’t let herself do that. No matter what he had done to her, she wouldn’t let him win and ruin her grades. So the plan was to just walk into class, sit unassumingly in the back, and not say a word at all. It didn’t help her mood at that much that it was drizzling outside but at least that meant class would take place in one of the many rooms across the castle. And she also had this class with Remus which meant that she could hide behind him. He would help her, though she didn’t plan to tell him why she wanted to stay out of the way of the Professor. Maybe he would just think it had to do with the fact that she didn’t want to get into detention with him again.
She was bundled up in one of her favorite sweaters, comfortable jeans, and some flats that all made her feel just a little bit more ready to face the professor that had hurt her. Her clothes weren’t provocative of any type, so he couldn’t call her on them. With all of this in mind she headed toward the classroom that was, by all thoughts, to be her own version of hell for the next couple hours. So it was with complete and utter surprise when she walked into the class, and didn’t see Kettleburn but saw Professor Pucket instead. Her brown eyes blinked in confusion and set her things down on a free desk before moving to sit down in the chair. But she couldn’t hold the question in for long and her hand rose before Lena remembered herself, and how no one else was there, and just went ahead and spoke. “Professor Pucket? Where is Professor…..Kettleburn?” His name felt like fire coming out of her mouth and she almost choked while saying it. She had no concern for him at all, but it didn’t seem like it would be anything good if he wasn’t able to make it to class.
this is for DEVIN and REMUS! it came out to be a lovely 361 words long, and my character is wearing something like CLOTHES. Hope this works.. The thread template was made by GREEN EGGS AND SAM! of caution 2.0 and the lyrics in the text are from forget paris.
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Remus John Lupin
PREFECT
Away from prying eyes and rabid smiles and everythings shattering
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Post by Remus John Lupin on Mar 19, 2012 20:50:50 GMT 1
Remus hated Care of Magical Creatures. Well, no. Not entirely true. He didn't really hate it, he just really wasn't good at it. Animals didn't react to him very well - either they were afraid or they went completely territorial on him. Still, he needed some extra credit and he figured he might as well try. He was going to have to face magical creatures after graduation, anyway, so he might as well finish the course. Besides that, he wanted to keep a bit of an eye on Lena. She seemed off, lately, and even more so this morning. Remus didn't think he'd ever seen her so tense, not even before exams.
Then again, as he walked into the classroom, the same seemed could be said for the substitute teacher. Maybe today was just 'if you have a vagina, you're mental' day? Whatever it was, Remus simply felt worried about Lena (a protectiveness that stretched over all his friends like a net) and a slight sense of trouble when it came to Devin. She didn't seem at ease, after all, and the animals would be on edge with him here, and with her nerves thrown into the mix, today was just going to be wonderful. (Sarcasm, that is.) "Ninxes today, is it?" he commented. Ninxes were not that exciting, luckily. Heavily wooly creatures that lived in the northern parts of Scandinavia. The only reason why they were part of the higher years' curriculum was because, when threatened, Ninxes gave off a spray, like a skunk, but it wasn't smelly. It was a light sedative, but humans (who were larger than the average predator) only felt the mild effects - too bad that those mild effects were usually hallicination.
[Just came up with something - Kara, don't know if you had anything in mind, but my mind's on acid tonight, lol!]
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Post by devin pucket on Mar 23, 2012 2:33:25 GMT 1
Devin shuddered when the girl spoke to her. Where was he? Ohh.. you know.. NOT HERE!? "Umm.. Professor Kettleburn?? Out?" She shrugged and laughed nervously. "I'm sure he regrets missing this lesson very much. I sure know I would..Ninxes..yay." That last bit of her statement didn't sound very convincing and she was very much aware of that. She was a bit loony all on her own. With a bit of a shaking hand she organized the papers and walked around the desk. "N-Now.. Um.. We have enough little Ninxes to pair into groups of three and study them. Except the two of you.."
Devin pointed out Lena and Remus. "You'll be paired with me for the lesson. We're all going to study the behaviors of an unthreatened Ninx....now... should yours get threatened.. umm..." She looked down at her papers which scattered on the floor and she made a frustrated little sound and swept them all up trying to find the right one. "Fils de pute. Cette journée est la pire! Ninxes stupides! Je n'aime vraiment pas les animaux!" She looked up at the class and swallowed. This wasn't going well.
French: Son of a bitch. This day is the worst! Stupid Ninxes!!! I really don't like animals!!
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Remus John Lupin
PREFECT
Away from prying eyes and rabid smiles and everythings shattering
Posts: 748
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Post by Remus John Lupin on Apr 11, 2012 22:24:11 GMT 1
['twas Lena's turn, but I'll just go then..?]
Remus absent-mindedly toyed with his watch, the one Annelise had given him for his sixteenth birthday. That was a year ago already - had time really flown by that fast. He was seventeen now. Seventeen. He glanced at the professor. He knew her from Charms. She was good at Charms, a good teacher, structured. She didn't seem to be very happy about having to take over for Kettleburn - Remus could only wonder why she was, in that case. Plenty of other teachers to ask, after all. Oh well. It was just a class, one class.
They were the odd ones out for this class - fun. That meant he would be able to both study the ninxes and the substitute's neurotic reaction to them. That was going to be just brilliant. Remus looked at the animal in the cage that had been placed in front of them and moved back a little. Animals seemed to be afraid of him naturally, usually, and he didn't particularly want the teacher or Lena to end up like they'd just taken Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds. "Would it perhaps be an idea to mention how not to threaten a ninx, professor," he suggested, trying not to sound like a know-it-all. "And the particular features of behaviour we should study?" Just 'study them and don't threaten' sounded a bit vague to him and although Remus knew, deep down, that he shouldn't be complaining about an easy Care of Magical Creatures lesson, he wasn't quite in the mood to just stare at a ninx nibbling some kibble. He raised his eyebrow at the professor's exclamation, but kept his mouth shut. Remus didn't speak French (though, supposedly, he had family in France somewhere), but once he'd looked up these swear words with Sirius so he was all too aware of what 'fils de pute' meant, actually.
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