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Post by Bronagh Edgeworth on Feb 9, 2010 14:56:39 GMT
*Huffs annoyed as she chops up her sage leaves, rolling her eyes at Ashton. He certainly thinks he's going to works some charm on the professor.*
*Narrows her eyes, and continues to pulverize her leaves.*
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Antoinette Walker
Gallant Gryffindor
5th year
Suck it up, be brave. :] [Avatar credited to vicki]
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Post by Antoinette Walker on Feb 21, 2010 21:11:04 GMT
*Makes a face at the sage in her hands, but walks back to her table nonetheless. Dropping the sage onto the tabletop, she reluctantly begins chopping up the leaves, trying to get it as fine as possible.*
*Mutters under her breath, after snickering at the Professor's comment about using the Reductor spell.*
I'm not even going to risk it. Maybe later, but not quite yet.
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Post by Olivia Lillywhite on Mar 1, 2010 19:14:49 GMT
*Curses the Slytherins under her breath as she destroys the sage leaves she returned to her desk with. With each crushing blow a bits of stress begin to vanish, and soon she is thinking happily of flying around the Quidditch Pitch during a practice session.*
*In a happy place now her sage leaves aren't suffering needlessly as she grows quiet while her chopping becomes even. Quidditch is such a wonderful distraction to her anger.*
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Post by Lucretia Black on Apr 26, 2011 8:30:05 GMT
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Post by Lucretia Black on Apr 26, 2011 8:36:03 GMT
*pins large parchments at the message board in the hall and at the door of the dungeon* New Potions' Assignment starting now for all students of 5th, 6th, and final year
required book: L. Borage, Advanced Potion-Making
Lucretia Black
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Post by Genevieve Stark on Apr 27, 2011 22:10:26 GMT
Gen entered the potions classroom with a sigh. Another gruelling potions lesson that she was bound to mess up yet again. She used to actually like potions and did relatively average in the class but this last year had proved to be quite difficult for her. She wasn't sure if it was the fact that she had lost interest or that the subject had gotten too hard for her abilities. She hoped it was the first, because she was excellent at charms and transfiguration and she just knew that she couldn't be less than excellent at this too.
She shrugged at her own thoughts. Perhaps it was just Professor Black that she had a problem with. The woman would not stop watching her every move like a bloody hawk stalking its prey. It was insanely aggravating...and nerve racking! How did she expect her to brew the perfect potion with a grouchy old witch breathing down her neck? Ugh!
Gen made her way to a table near the back of the cavernous room, nodding to Ms. Black as she walked by her. If nothing else worked, she would at least remain as polite as possible. She set her bag down and quietly began to gather her materials for the lesson. Not even realising that she was the first student there.
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Post by Michael Billows on Apr 28, 2011 11:10:12 GMT
*With his bag casually slung over his shoulder, he sloped into the classroom and dropped himself onto one of the seats near to the back of the class.*
*He was one of the first there, highly unusual, but it meant he had a clear view of the lush redhead Gen Stark, which was a bonus.*
*The corner of his lips curled into a smirk as he eyed her for a moment, then he turned away before getting caught staring and dumped his bag onto the desk.*
*Potions class. He really could not care less and was hoping it would finish quickly.*
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Post by Ellie Waters on Apr 28, 2011 16:40:21 GMT
Ellie stood at the door to the dungeon, looking for free seats. The Slytherins had already occupied the back of the room, and she didn't care much about having them behind her back.
- Good morning, Miss Black, she greeted the teacher. Did you have nice holidays?
She shoved a free table a bit sideways to be able to watch the Snakes and started unpacking her scales and test glasses.
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Post by Genevieve Stark on Apr 28, 2011 20:32:40 GMT
Gen was pulled out of her thoughts by the sound of a table leg scraping the stone floor. She looked up and her eyes immediately landed on Ellie. "Well, well, well. Look who we have here. The Raven rebel without a clue..." she thought with a smirk. If it wasn't for the fact that her relationship with Francis had to be kept secret she would have said those words (and a few other choice ones) loud enough for her to hear. But she couldn't stand up for a Hufflepuff openly, so she would have to exact her revenge quietly and from afar. That's fine by her though, Slytherins are good at that.
Not able to keep her eyes on the greasy-looking Raven for too long, she turned her gaze to the one other student in the classroom...Michael Billows, the quiet bad-boy with the wild hair. Finding comfort in having another Slytherin in the room, she greeted him with a quick smile and a nod. "Alright, Billows?"
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Post by Michael Billows on Apr 28, 2011 20:48:44 GMT
*His eyebrow twitched at her greeting and he returned her smile. He shuffled in his seat getting more comfortable and replied.*
Hey Gen.
*He wasn't one for talking much, but she was asking.*
Seen the suck up Claw chatting up Miss?
*He nodded in the direction of Ellie smirking at how pathetic she was in his eyes.*
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Post by Genevieve Stark on Apr 28, 2011 21:18:00 GMT
Gen smirked back while shaking her head in reply. Perhaps she'll find an ally against Waters in Billows. "No, I actually missed it. But I'm not surprised. She probably needs the sucking up. If she's half as dumb as she looks she's in serious trouble." She laughed then, but not too loudly. She didn't want any unwanted attention, especially from Miss Black.
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Post by Michael Billows on Apr 28, 2011 21:37:08 GMT
*His brow raised a little, and he smiled as she laughed. Though he didn't show it, he was quite pleased that Gen was talking to him. Red hair really did it for him.*
You know her?
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Post by Lucretia Black on Apr 28, 2011 21:37:19 GMT
*she smiles, knowing the misconception Ms Waters has about her meeting in London.*
"Good Morning!" *she doesn't address anyone in particular*
"Where is the rest of the students? I have at least three more names on my list. I'd say we wait a moment until we start, but you can already read the chapter about Elixir of Euphoria."
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Post by Genevieve Stark on Apr 28, 2011 22:24:21 GMT
*His brow raised a little, and he smiled as she laughed. Though he didn't show it, he was quite pleased that Gen was talking to him. Red hair really did it for him.* You know her? Gen shook her head lightly. "No. But there's something about her that just rubs me the wrong way. You know?" She spoke at the same time as Miss Black did, so she only caught the last part. Elixir of Euphoria? If she wasn't so worried about messing it up and turning it into some kind of poison she would be thrilled to concoct such a great potion. She'd always wanted to try Euphoria. Perhaps Billows would get it right and he'd let her have some. She turned back to him and spoke once more. "Hey! Just a heads up. I'm known to blow things up in here every now and then, so I wouldn't get too close once I get the cauldron going." She sniggered and pulled out her book, turning to the chapter as she added: "If one of us gets it right we save an extra vial for the other, okay?"
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Post by Michael Billows on Apr 28, 2011 22:38:12 GMT
*He glanced back at the Ravenclaw with her piercings and odd dress sense.*
I know what you mean.
*He watched as Gen took out her book. Somehow even that simple movement was hot.*
Sure you got a deal. On one condition.
*He grabbed his bag and slid closer to her.*
I didn't get a book, so I'll need to share yours.
*He drooped his head a little and gave a cocky grin, looking up at her, slouching forward over the desk. He was aware of the warning to keep away, but figured getting close was worth the risk.*
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