[DADA] T2: Lesson 2 - Trials of a Boggart

[Prof Octavious Everritt]

Inside of his classroom was a large wooden cupboard, sometimes shaking with effort. For the first time, Leigh wasn't going to teach them spells, he was going to show the students a dark creature. He smiled as he heard the door open, signally his first arriving.

[Henry Boggleworth]

Boggleworth strode into the room, then realised he was the first one here and promptly turned on his heel "I can't be the first one here!" he exclaimed
"only jokin sir!" He span back round and walked slowly to his desk, rubbing his hands together with glee he asked
"what delights have you prepared for us today then?"

[Prof Octavious Everritt]

"Boggarts." Leigh replied simply.

[Henry Boggleworth]

Boggleworth smiled smugly "ah my distant cousins!" he laughed dumping his satchel and readying his wand.

[Prof Octavious Everritt]

"No wands needed for now." Leigh said, raising his hand reassuringly. "No one else is here."

[Prof Grace Marks]

Grace walked into her head of house's classrom and beamed at the people already there. She was glad she was not the first to arrive. "Morning all!" said said cheerfully.

[Novella Sandler]

Loiosh flew in before her, gliding down to perch on the back of a chair, sharp talons digging into the wood. And the Novella entered, Darin perched proudly on her shoulder.

She ignored the other students, simply sitting down in the chair beside Loiosh and watching the cupboard shake.

[Henry Boggleworth]

Boggleworth greeted Grace warmly with a quick kiss, he enjoyed embarressing her in public, but only a little. And he gave just a slight inclination of the head to Novella as he expected her to ignore him.

[Thom Moen]

Thom stumbled into the room, tripping on his untied boot laces. He was deadfully late for lesson, having not woke on time, and had scared many people on the way to Defense Again the Dark Arts in his various states of nudity as he'd tried to dress on the way. Now he fell into a chair, his hair a mess, his brow sweating. Today was not his day. 'Sorry I'm late, professor.' he wheezed.

[James McFinnigan]

Fin slowly walked into the room, not the least bit happy to be in this specific class. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the cupboard, occasionally shaking. "Bogarts," he said to no one in particular. "How annoying."

[Henry Boggleworth]

"Not looking too chipper there me ole pal!" Laughed Boggleworth at Thom "Get out of the wrong side of bed, I did try to wake you, but the slap around the face drove me away," he laughed "I'm not your alarm clock."
When Fin entered the room he looked curiously at him and said "What's wrong with you? I say you lot are quite dismal, cept you Grace of course!"

[Helia Ollivander]

Helia's recently usual entrance appeared as she trudged through the door and sat in the closest desk at the back of the room. She saw Bog and Grace and Novella and Thom and Fin, and were she in better mood she would've sat between the group and caused mass mischief, but she was still too tired. For now she would just stay where she was, listen to the lesson, then scurry away to study as had been her ritual for some days now.

[Thom Moen]

Thom groaned. 'That was you? I thought you were a bit tall and fleshy for an alarm clock. Sorry about that.' he said as he finished tying his boot laces. It was then that he saw Novella.

You look lovely as usual, he said. What are we doing here today? he asked as he stood up and walked over to join her.

[James McFinnigan]

"Too tired, no talkie," Fin replied to Boggs's question. He found a deask far from anyone who might try to talk to him, and burried his head in his arms, trying to get in a few moments of peice before the professor started punishing him.

[Novella Sandler]

Novella brightened up considerably as Thom walked in. As he came toward them, Loiosh rubbed his head against Thom's hand, obviously begging him to scratch his neck.

I'm sure you look lovely too, she told him, smirking. I just thought... well, boggarts would be interesting.