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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2011 6:17:45 GMT
Nessa hadn't said a single word, and yet when Professor Carrow shouted for silence, she cringed and ducked her head like a scolded pup. She glanced around at her fellow classmates, wondering what the Professor was talking about... Lies? What were lies? And yet she smelled a terrible scent like something burning... She looked to the front of the class, her eyes widening a bit. A book? Not only a book, but a Muggle Studies book! She gasped and simply watched it burn until she put the fire out.
Wide eyed, the little Hufflepuff watched the Professor waiting for what was next. She finally tore her eyes away to scan the class for reactions to the current happenings, most of which were not positive.
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Post by Alecto Carrow on Jun 7, 2011 15:23:22 GMT
Alecto looked at the door, waving her wand at it. The door unlocked and pushed back with a little force, not hitting the girl hard just moving her out of the way.
"Come in. Your Late Miss. One hour's detention with me tonight."
She waved her wand at the door once more, accidentally slamming the door and locking it.
"As I was saying...I will not tolerate tardiness. Your books...Will not be needed. You will however need a quill, an ample supply of ink and parchment, and your brains. I'm sure you all have one of those."
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Post by Dinah Manning on Jun 7, 2011 15:36:53 GMT
*The door hit Dinah in the face, making her lose the books she was carrying. She knelt down to pick them up and failed to notice the tense atmosphere in the classroom.*
One hour detention??? That’s not fair! I’m only like two seconds late! Besides, I really did try to be on time, I just didn’t want to be early. Last night I was thinking about it, and I realized that I’m chronically 5 minutes early for everything. So I was thinking some more, and I THEN I figured that I’ve probably spent 8 years of my life just waiting! Makes you think!!! So THEN I thought that it would probably be best for everyone if I try to use my time more efficiently. And THEN I was late even though I tried to be on time! So it’s not really my fault at all!
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Tina Griffin
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The greatest barrier to success is the fear of failure.
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Post by Tina Griffin on Jun 7, 2011 17:14:12 GMT
Eyes wide open, she wondered what had fallen to the floor outside. A faint, frightened squeak escaped her throat. Hopefully nobody noticed it. If Miss Carrow didn't like talking, she doubted any kind of noises were tolerated either.
Apparently it was Dinah who had dropped something when she attempted to enter the locked classroom. Whoa! That lady was quick with giving out detention. Not that she really expected otherwise, but still, imagining what might happen to the young Hufflepuff student this evening was frightening. Detention with teachers they already knew for a couple of years were rather forseeable sometimes, new ones though were always good for surprises - bad surprises.
Remembering Umbridge's methods during the time she used to be in charge at Hogwarts didn't help her calming down in the slightest. Why can't I have a pokerface?
And whatever was wrong with their study books, Tina seriously feared hers to be burnt, too. Quickly getting a hold of it, her trembling fingers let it slide back down inside her bag. Parchment and ink should be sufficient as she usually carried plenty of it along with her, naturally for her own use or in case anybody might be in need of something.
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Garrett Liddel
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Post by Garrett Liddel on Jun 8, 2011 1:51:12 GMT
*Garrett couldn't help the look of disgust on his face when he heard Professor Carrow's rant about the Muggle Studies book. He took that to mean that it was true that she was a Death Eater, and a blood supremacist into the bargain. Well, isn't she just shaping up to be an absolute charmer. Her pyromania was just the cherry on the crud cake that was this teacher's method.*
*Garrett knew there were quite a few Muggle-borns, and students of Muggle or Muggle-born parentage in the classroom that day. He looked anxiously at Nessa and Tina, and remembered he had the leftovers of a Skiving Snackbox in his robe pocket, a Puking Pastille if he remembered correctly. If class got too unpleasant, he'd sneak it and make his excuses to escape.*
*He took out parchment and his quill and ink, and cautiously kicked his bag containing his textbook under his chair. Regardless of how he felt about the thing's content, he still didn't want her setting fire to it.*
*He cringed when he heard Manning start ranting, and wished he could warn her to stop but he was too afraid to call out. He felt terrified, and ashamed of his cowardice for not standing up for her.*
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Post by Ellie Waters on Jun 15, 2011 10:15:08 GMT
Ellie stood in front of the locked door and kicked at it with her boots out of frustration. It was just seconds she had seen Dinah being let in and she didn't understand how the teacher had spell-closed that door in such a short time. It must be a door enchantment.
Not that she was eager to go to lessons at all. She had taken Muggle Studies because it seemed easy. Good marks without using braincells.
Now she waited if Professor Carrow would open the door again.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 19, 2011 18:21:16 GMT
Jennessa jumped as she heard the door slam back open, and the words from the Professor and then the words from her housemate. Her eyes widened a little bit and then a glare formed. An hours detention for being two seconds late? That was absurd. Nessa's eyes didn't evey travel around the room before her traitorous vocal chords acted up. "Professor, that's really not fair! She was just a few seconds late. Maybe the halls were too packed for her to get through efficiently. It happens sometimes." After all her words were out, Jennessa's mouth slammed shut with an audible click of her teeth as color raced into that pale face. She had spoken up for her housemate but at what cost? Then again she may have been saved as suddenly the sound of a heavy boot hitting the door made her jump in her seat and look back to the door in surprise.
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Post by Michael Billows on Jul 17, 2011 14:00:28 GMT
*The Huffie was shooting her mouth off at a clearly strict teacher, one that was unlikely to take kindly to that sort of behaviour. Michael was quite excited to see what the teacher would do.*
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