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Post by professorsnape on Jun 12, 2006 2:12:48 GMT
Professor Snape shuffled some papers in irritation and frowned at his wand as it declared 8 o'clock 30 seconds past. First lesson and already the little dunderheads were tardy.
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Post by Carrie McEwan on Jun 12, 2006 15:18:36 GMT
Carrie wandered into the Ancient Runes classroom with her head down as she concentrated on the thoughts swirling around in her brain. She finally raised her gaze and stopped mid step at the glare she was receiving from the Professor. The Gryffindor gave a weak smile before saying, 'Mornin' in a slightly quieter voice than normal. Realising that she was in fact the first to arrive, she chose a seat near to the back and sat down quickly.
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Jun 12, 2006 15:49:13 GMT
Boggleworth skidded to a halt around the corner at last I've found it he thought
Hoping he wasn't the last to enter he gave a sharp rap on the door hurting his knuckles and then plunched in tripping over the tiny step to the door he hurtled in and landed in a dazed heap on the floor to the merriment of the teacher in particular.
"arrr be damned, who thought to put a step there," grinned Boggleworth sheepishly as he picked himself up from the dirty ground
"a thousand apologies sir,for dirtying yer floor!" laughed Boggleworth hoping that would stop him from thinking he was late and giving a bit of lip into the bargain too!
Boggleworth grinned at Carrie and went to take a seat next to her hpoing she'd be here friend and hoping the professor would leave him alone as he feared he might say something he shouldn't
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Jun 12, 2006 16:02:14 GMT
Draco walked into the classroom after Boggleworth, looking around briefly. His gaze stopped on McEwan for half a second, before continuing to the front of the classroom where Snape sat with a sneer, though that was hardly unusual.
Making his way to the very front row of seats, he sat down and smirked at the professor, his eyes gleaming and feeling excited at the prospect of having a competent teacher for once.
"Morning, Professor." He said shortly, before relaxing in his seat and taking out his books.
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Jun 12, 2006 16:43:47 GMT
Taking his books out of his tatty old moth eaten bag, Henry dropped them onto the desk then asked "so...what we doin today then?"
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Post by Carrie McEwan on Jun 12, 2006 16:57:01 GMT
Carrie was facing the front of the class, and smiled politely as a Hufflepuff she had never met before settled himself next to her. She was just about to greet him, when she was distracted with a familar face passing her to move to the front of the classroom. She quickly turned her attention back to the boy next to her however, as he confidently asked about the lessons itinerary. Rather you than me. She thought with an amused smile as she glanced at the teacher's sneer.
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Jun 12, 2006 17:16:00 GMT
Boggleworth smiled happily and whispered out of the corner of his mouth to the girl sat next to him "so what's your name then?...how are you?" as he took his tatty books out of his old mouth eaten satchel.
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Post by Carrie McEwan on Jun 12, 2006 17:23:28 GMT
'I'm Carrie.' She said with a grin. 'Carrie McEwan.' She added to the Hufflepuff next to her. 'Well, I was alright until I came in here.' She said with a hushed voice and a slight laugh, indicating to the teacher up front. 'So, whats your name?' The Gryffindor asked as she located the pile of parchment in her bag.
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Jun 12, 2006 17:28:43 GMT
"me I'm Boggleworth and its a pleasure to meet you, don't know why I turned up here though, but now you're a ray of light that gives me hope that this lesson won't be too awful!" said Boggleworth raising his voice near the end in a tone calculated to provoke the professer as a joke.
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Post by professorsnape on Jun 13, 2006 1:32:30 GMT
Professor Snape swooped to the front of the desks and addressed the students.
"There will be," he murmured in a controlled tone which commanded the attention of everyone present, forcing them to strain to hear him, "complete and utter silence." he managed to add sibilants in places where there should be none. He waited to see that he had their full attention. "Doubtless none of you have bothered to pay any attention in History of Magic, and so you have only the vaguest idea of who I am. Simply remember that I am no one to be trifled with. Youthful 'shenanigans' and pranks have no place in my classroom. Take that as your first -and only- warning. I will not tolerate talking in class without permission, and I will demand your utmost in your studies. In return, you will leave this class conversant in three runic scripts, their pronunciation and their use in rituals of both Ancient and Modern magic." He prowled gracefully in front of their small desks, looking as if to pounce at any moment. "Some of you think this will be a boring language class, but I warn you now that there will be practical tests of your abilities to utilize these rituals for their proper purposes. The slightest error in script or speech can bring about calamities beyond your wildest imaginations. And if you manage to survive that, on the other end of your ordeal I will be waiting, and you will find your punishment dire indeed." he paused a moment, looking at the rather blank faces in front of him.
"I hope you are more attentive than your predecessors, who had the dubious priviledge of being showered in each other's mistakes on a regular basis." his crooked white teeth gleamed in the torchlight. "Your mistakes in this class could be rather less reversable."
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Jun 13, 2006 9:21:43 GMT
Boggleworth decided to test this professor, he knew him a little but still a little joke would lighten the mood
"mistakes are important though sir, without them we'd all be perfect and wouldn't it be such a bore...anyways I won't be showering my classmates with mistakes that's for sure" exclaimed Boggleworth jokily with a wide grin that would never disappear spreading across his face...
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jun 13, 2006 18:58:06 GMT
Girty ran toward the door of the classroom and looked at it with a puzzled face. She was thinking to herself if this was the door that opens in wards or out wards. She went for the pull, and the door did not move. As she pushed it open she poked her head around the door. The lesson had started.
She slowly tried to creep in in vain hope that Professor Snape would not notice. As she sat down on the very back row she missed the seat and fell straight on the floor knocking over the table.
"Sorry I was late Professor. And sorry for knocking over the table."
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Jun 13, 2006 19:36:53 GMT
Grace smiled at Girty, "Hey!" she whispered, "over here! This seats open." She patted the seat next to her and smiled.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jun 13, 2006 19:49:32 GMT
Girty smiled back and stood up. As she walked away her bag caught the side of the table. After a few good tugs it came free and she sat down next to Grace.
"Thanks. My idea of a quite entrance sort of failed." She fell silent and looked in her bag. She looked over at Graces book and then back in her bag. She banged her head on the table. She had packed the wrong books.
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Post by Prof Grace Marks on Jun 13, 2006 20:24:28 GMT
Grace smiled at Girty, giggled then said, "don't worry about it! Just don't look guilty. Teachers can smell a guilty face from behind a million heads! Besides, it's only first lesson, how much can we get first lesson?"
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