Fey was distracted from all other trains of thought with the entrance of the teacher; she swept into the room with the fluid grace of a hunting mountain cat. She was above average height, with dark hair in a tight glossy bun and a purple orchid at its base, her skin was a shimmering mocha and Fey noted she had bright yellow eyes that missed nothing. Her high heels clicked across the floor as she made her way to the teacher’s desk and standing behind it she surveyed the class with a vague smile.
“Good afternoon class, my name is Professor Fletcher and I will be teaching you defence against the dark arts.” She turned towards the blackboard and tapped it with her wand as she continued to speak. “We will be focusing on three main areas this year, advanced spells with a focus on curses, next level monsters and duelling. In that order, so to start please open your books to page fifteen and read the chapter on curses, I will then be showing you some examples.”
By the time the bell rang Fey was aching as she massaged her neck, placing her books back in her bag with a groan she looked over at Amy who was also massaging her back. Together they grimaced but smiled, it had really been a great lesson, and the practical element had been really interesting it made such a difference to just sitting and reading the text book. Still Fey was glad this had been her finally class of the day. Soon they were in the great hall and intently discussing the new teacher with others who had not been in the class. It seemed to word amongst all the students that had a class with her had been generally positive although no one had come away from the class without some form of ache.
Once the great hall started to quite down Fey was able to look around surreptitiously and again she was disappointed in her search for Xavier. It was as if the fates had heard her call for information as two Gryffindor’s passed where they sat and Fey heard Xavier’s name.
“So yeah I heard that scrawny kid, Xavier I think, he’s in the hospital wing at the moment. Apparently he got jumped by a couple of sixth years.” Fey tried to catch more of their conversation; leaning back and straining to hear their voices as they walked away Fey inadvertently learnt too far and ended up falling off the bench to the general amusement of everyone around her. Blushing from the roots of her fair hair all the way down her neck Fey got back to her feet and sat back down on the bench. Well at least she knew something now and she was resolved that after hours she would sneak up and see Xavier, that would give him a surprise, smiling a mischievous grin Fey turned her attention back to her firends.
@Arista
“Good afternoon class, my name is Professor Fletcher and I will be teaching you defence against the dark arts.” She turned towards the blackboard and tapped it with her wand as she continued to speak. “We will be focusing on three main areas this year, advanced spells with a focus on curses, next level monsters and duelling. In that order, so to start please open your books to page fifteen and read the chapter on curses, I will then be showing you some examples.”
By the time the bell rang Fey was aching as she massaged her neck, placing her books back in her bag with a groan she looked over at Amy who was also massaging her back. Together they grimaced but smiled, it had really been a great lesson, and the practical element had been really interesting it made such a difference to just sitting and reading the text book. Still Fey was glad this had been her finally class of the day. Soon they were in the great hall and intently discussing the new teacher with others who had not been in the class. It seemed to word amongst all the students that had a class with her had been generally positive although no one had come away from the class without some form of ache.
Once the great hall started to quite down Fey was able to look around surreptitiously and again she was disappointed in her search for Xavier. It was as if the fates had heard her call for information as two Gryffindor’s passed where they sat and Fey heard Xavier’s name.
“So yeah I heard that scrawny kid, Xavier I think, he’s in the hospital wing at the moment. Apparently he got jumped by a couple of sixth years.” Fey tried to catch more of their conversation; leaning back and straining to hear their voices as they walked away Fey inadvertently learnt too far and ended up falling off the bench to the general amusement of everyone around her. Blushing from the roots of her fair hair all the way down her neck Fey got back to her feet and sat back down on the bench. Well at least she knew something now and she was resolved that after hours she would sneak up and see Xavier, that would give him a surprise, smiling a mischievous grin Fey turned her attention back to her firends.
@Arista