[History of Magic] Term 2: Lesson I

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Brandon raised an eyebrow as he entered the room, a little late. The only reason he hadn't been the first to enter the lesson, was his nerves. Completely and utterly nervous, he took a deep breath and walked inside.

He had heard rumors about the History lessons and what the students were taught. The last lesson had consisted of an important lesson about Harry Potter and Voldemort.

At first he'd been furious that he hadn't taken History that term, but then realizing he had this year. This year to follow his dreams and quench his thirst. Smiling darkly to himself, he walked deeper inside.

[Helia Ollivander]

Her eyes flickered towards the... door, if you could call it that, as yet another Gryffindor made his way into the classroom. This one seemed a lot more... peculiar than the others however. He seemed to be smiling at some joke that only he knew or understood, which some how made her smile too. She listened to Lisa's question and suddenly all her htoughts rushed back, yet again, to the last three months of school last year. The nervous knot that she'd thoguht she'd rid herself of reformed and, inevitably, she couldn't help thinking of Erich. Erich and Rainer, the two most fascinating and horrifying people she'd ever met. She couldn't help but shudder, and wish she'd known what was going to happen to the classroom so she could've brought a cloak with her, though she knew it wasn't the weather, nor the lack-there-of that had made her blood run suddenly cold...

[Ethelion Eriksson]

Ethelion chuckled darkly. "There will most definetly be people dying, Mr. Moen, although Helia is right. And Ms. Lycott... well, since you all enjoyed it so very much..."

[Thom Moen]

Thom raised his eyebrows as Professor Eriksson spoke a little more slyly than usual. His eyes swivelled to Lisa. Perhaps History of Magic was not as slow and boring as Thom had always believed. If they always stood about in illusions, watching people die right in front of them, Thom was bitter that he had not been here for it all these years.

[Novella Sandler]

It was the first class Novella was actually attending herself this term. She had been sending Loiosh in to do it for her, prefering to spend her time holed up in the common room, not wanting to see any of her classmates for fear of their hatred. But Thom had changed that. She was still afraid of their looks, still afraid of what they thought but... she knew he didn't hate her now, far from it, and that helped more than she ever thought it could.

Loiosh and Darin were off on their own now, playing some sort of game on the lawn, and their laughter was faint and pale green in the back of her mind.

Stepping through the door, she was surprised to feel earth under her feet, she looked up to see trees. The Forbidden Forest. That was strange...

Biting her lip, she took another step inside. It was dark, light barely shining through the trees. Thom? she called nervously, speaking directly into his mind, before noticing him, and quickly walking over to him, her eyes carefully avoiding the other students, affixed to him. She came to his side, looping her arm around his. I'm really not sure I should be here...

[Thom Moen]

Thom sensed Novella approaching before she entered the door, and he turned toward it ready, a smile on his face for when she entered. Her mind was pale green as she entered, and he knew it was Lisha and Darin effecting her emotions. They were happy, and Novella was connected to it, but the prospect of a lesson with still digging away at her, causing her nerves to crumble.

He held her hand reassuringly as she looped it through his arm. Don't worry. What can anyone do here? Ethelin of all people certainly won't care. he said, smiling down at her affectionately. And everyone shall be distracted anyway. Somethings about to happen...

[Ethelion Eriksson]

Ethelion watched the Gryffindor girl as she entered, vaguely remembering her from the battle at the lake. He watched with some surprise as she took up beside Thom Moen, holding his hand. He raised an eyebrow at Thom. "Isn't that the girl who bit you?" He asked disipprovingly, before turning away with a shrug, and beginning to make complicated motions in the air with his wand. The show would soon begin.

[Novella Sandler]

Novella squeezed Thom's hand. It was comforting, having him there, but she was still worried... and then, the professor's words. She flushed darkly, giving Thom a miserable look.

[Thom Moen]

Thom gave her a sympathetic frown. Ignore him - he didn't mean anything by it. He's a weird professor anyway... Thom said, placing an arm around her. I bet he's not perfect either.

'We've made up,' Thom said defensively.

Professor Eriksson turned away and began to wave his wand in an elaborate fashion. It must have been bizarre, Thom mused, seeing the two of them together when the last time they had been around each other alone was when Novella had indeed bitten him. He pushed the thought out of his mind and continued to look at Novella.

[Zachary Daniels]

Zachary had been minding his own business, not really paying much attention to the lesson and instead gazing intently at a strange bug that was crawling up one of the trees when his head snapped toward Novella Sander.

"She... She bit him?" He seemed disgusted, merely thinking it was a Gryffindor/Hufflepuff kink of sorts. He made a face, before turning away, shuddering slightly. "And they Slytherins are sadists..."

[Novella Sandler]

"Yes, I bit him," Novella snapped, turning her head to look at the Slytherin, "And I'll bite you too, if you don't shut up."
Come on, Thom...

She pulled him by the arm, walking a little ways away from the group.

I hate people, she informed him, leaning down to rest her forehead on his shoulder.

[Ethelion Eriksson]

And then it began.

Every noise stopped. Harry Potter shimmered into existance, standing in the center of the clearing, Helia Ollivander standing halfway inside of him. His wand was out, pointed into the darkness, and his eyes narrowed.

"You might want to find a better vantage point, Ms. Ollivander," Ethelion told her as he walked back toward the group of students.

[Thom Moen]

Thom looked between Novella and the illusion of Harry Potter, devided. The prospect of being alone with his girlfriend behind a couple of dark trees was exciting - but so was witnessing Harry Potter the Great himself. Hopefully Helia would just absored everything as she usually did and relay it to him later on. Thom smiled at Novella as they stepped into the shadows of two oaks. They're a bunch of prats, Thom reassured her with an up turned nose. Let them watch their gore. We can be alone... he began to kiss her.

[Novella Sandler]

Novella giggled softly into his mouth as she kissed him back. He was right, they were just prats... and Novella had never been one for history, anyway. She leaned back against a tree, wrapping her arms around his neck.

[Helia Ollivander]

Helia jumped back slightly when something began shimmering in front of her, then at Ethellions sugestion took several steps back and realized it was the form of Harry Potter. She couldn't help but send Professor Erikkson a questioning glance. How exactly had he performed this spell, or even gotten the memories to build it? She would ask him after class. For now she would just wait and watch.