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AmeliaRaine	Defense Against the Dark Arts - September 2 - 1st Period	Lead	[-]
Posts: 403 (09/19/05 19:12:38) EvilAdmin AmeliaRaine DAtDA Professor Head of Ravenclaw LunaLovegood Ravenclaw 6th year Loony but Loveable SeverusSnape Top Death Eater Eternal Sinner ClaytonStafford Gryffindor 5th Year DA Member, Prefect MedwinRaghnall Charms Teacher Politician at Heart Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Tags : None Date: September 2nd Time: 6:55 AM Professor Raine yawned and stretched her arms over her head; it was far too early to be awake. She had been used to waking up no earlier than 9 AM in the morning, and even then it usually took a bit of coffee to coax her into any sort of physical activity. But here it was, 6:55 AM, and she not only had to be awake, but she was soon going to have to teach a class. At least it wasn't going to be exceedingly bad for her first two hours, she had sixth-years first period and seventh-years second period, both classes she knew she would enjoy. She had written up quite an interesting lesson plan for her NEWT-levels first term, and second term would bring even more suprises. Raine began to look through a notebook on her desk, it was crammed full of papers, although none of them seemed to be wrinkled. Each one of them was filled with the same handwriting, and every paper was about something different. This was Raine's lesson plans for each of her years, and she had a different set of subjects for each year to study. The whole thing had taken her a good two weeks to put together, and for a month or so after that she made little additions, changes, or removals, trying to find the perfect mix of practical and theoretical studies for her students. She thumbed through the notebook to the next-to-final section, which was for the sixth-years, and she looked at the first page. She honestly knew the whole book by heart, but she was the kind of person to reaffirm what she was going to be teaching anyway; she did not want to make any mistakes, she knew that her every move was going to be scrutinized because of her age. Raine read over the first page, and she smiled slightly, having indeed been correct in what she had thought she was to do that day. She ten turned to the board behind her desk, and she drew her wand from within her midnight-blue robes. She pushed her gold-rimmed spectacles up against her nose, and she pointed at the board and gave her wand a few little flicks, and then large letters began to write themselves on the board. Fall Quarter - Unforgivable Curses -Imperius -Detection of and resistance to the curse. -Practical and theoretical study. -Cruiciatus -History of the curse. -Pratical and theoretical study. -Avada Kedavra -History of the curse. -Theoretical study, demonstrations. Winter Quarter - Astral Magic -Study of origins. -Practice using basic spells. -Theoritical and Pratical study. Mid-Term -Testing over Unforgivable Curses and Astral Magic -General review of all previous studies. Raine lowered her wand, and she looked over the board, rather pleased. It was exactly the way she had it planned. She looked to the time, and saw that the first hour was about to begin, the current time being around 6:58 AM. She began to wonder if her students would show up at all, but she was not all that concerned; she would deal with anyone who showed up late for her class swiftly and decisively. She almost hoped that someone would come in late, just to show that she would not be walked over. Besides, today was going to be a lesson that was very important, and useful. Raine walked to the back of her desk, pulled back her chair, and sat down with a sigh. She was definately going to both enjoy and dread her first day of teaching.
fairbutterfly	Re: Defense Against the Dark Arts - September 2 - 1st Period	#1	[-]
Posts: 230 (10/07/05 09:11:29) Administrator DracoMalfoy Seventh Year Slytherin King GinnyWeasley Gryffindor 6th year Sweet and Sour WinterKnightly Hufflepuff 1st Year Innocent Flower Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Ginny had been waiting for this class ever since she had first heard Professor Raine speak. This morning she had woken up with so much excitement that she could hardly keep herself from bouncing in her chair. She had never been this excited about a class that she could remember. There was some sort of feeling that this class was going to be great. Professor Raine seemed to know what she was talking about and she seemed interesting. She had more nerve than many teachers and she enjoyed that. Professor Raine reminded Ginny of herself. It seemed as if neither one thought much about holding their tongues. Haven eaten a very quick breakfast, Ginny had tried to maintain conversations with people trying breakfast. She was a bit ashamed on her part during it. Her mind had been on her first class of the day. As soon as she had thought that it would be okay to leave, she stood up and excused her self. She practically ran to the Defense Against the Dark Arts Classroom. She slowed down to a walk as she neared towards the classroom. Her entire body was filled with curiosity. She licked her lips and took several deep breaths, hoping the appearance of her running would leave her face by the time that she reached her destination. Her excitement increased the closer she came to the room. Finally, she stepped into the room and her eyes widened. It was definitely a different look to the place. Her eyes scanned the room, taking in every detail. She had stopped just inside the door and slowly looked around the room. The thing that stuck out the most to Ginny was not the posters, but the dragon egg sitting in the middle of the room. Having forgotten everything else, she walked to the nest and bent down. Wow! It was the only word that seemed to fit the situation at the moment. Her eyes skimmed the egg and she resisted the urge to touch it. She licked her lips and stood up. This time, walking around the walls of the room, she looked at each poster for a moment before going to the next one. Upon reaching Voldemorts poster, she clasped a hand over her mouth as a shudder ran through her body. She took several steps back and several deep breaths. That was one thing that she had definitely not been expecting. Her hand slowly moved down to her chest and she could feel the rapid beating of her heart. She forced herself to move towards objects in the glass boxes, noticing the spheres and nodding her approval. This woman had definitely impressed her. She had taken some time with decorating the room. It was obvious to her. She stopped in front of the necklace and studied it. She turned to look at Professor Raine for the first time with a smile. Good morning, Professor Raine. She said with a grin. I love the way you decorated your room. She said with a smile. Even with her reaction to the Voldemort poster, she found it unbelievably daring. She found it very admirable. She looked over at the skeleton before moving towards the goblet. After a moment, she looked at Professor Raine again. If you dont mind me asking Professor, where did the goblet and the necklace come from? She took a seat in the front row as she waited for a reply. She never removed her green eyes from the Professor, nor did the smile falter on her lips. She crossed her legs, and laid her wand on the table. Although it had seemed that she had gone rather slowly through the items in the room, she had managed a quick scan of them. She looked around the room again and frowned. Surely, no one would be late for the class. Usually, she wasnt one of the first people in the classroom, but she had been eager. She shook her head with the thought of how she might come off as looking to the professor. She was sure that Professor Raine would discover soon enough that she wasnt a teachers pet. She was smart, but definitely not the smartest in the school and she didnt overwork herself. She was just like any other student in the class although, she might have a quicker tongue than most of them would. Ginny had never been one to be afraid to tell things as she saw them. It was in her nature and she wasnt quite sure where she had gotten it from. All she knew is that she was easily angered and had a quick tongue to it. If she thought someone was being stupid or a prat, she would tell them what she thought. Most people in the school probably either liked her or hated her. She really wasnt concerned with them though. After all, if she could deal with herself, than that was all that mattered to her. She looked at the board and after studying it, a grin appeared on her face. They would be studying Astral Magic. She could hardly contain her excitement. Her face showed it though as it seemed to light up with anticipation. (Thanks Kate for the signatures.)
AmeliaRaine	Re: Defense Against the Dark Arts - September 2 - 1st Period	#2	[-]
Posts: 403 (10/07/05 16:55:53) EvilAdmin AmeliaRaine DAtDA Professor Head of Ravenclaw LunaLovegood Ravenclaw 6th year Loony but Loveable SeverusSnape Top Death Eater Eternal Sinner ClaytonStafford Gryffindor 5th Year DA Member, Prefect MedwinRaghnall Charms Teacher Politician at Heart Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Luna gave out a rather long yawn as she wandered down the hall on the first floor, towards the familiar Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. She would have been more excited about meeting her new Head of House, especially in a classroom environment, had she not been half-asleep. After the events of the previos night, Luna found it hard to get any rest at all, and so she spent the whole night staring up at the stars from the window by her bed. While it was relaxing, it was NOT the same as getting a night of sleep, and Luna dreaded having to go through an entire day on willpower alone. Perhaps things would have been better if she had eaten a good breakfast, but that was unfortunately not the case. She had gotten showered, changed, and ready to go by 5 AM, and then she went down to the Great Hall right at 5:30 AM, hoping to maybe find something that looked like it would be good, all the while keeping a low profile. She didn't want any trouble today, she just was NOT in the mood. Luna was sure that she had horrible circles under her eyes; but at least she knew that her hair looked good, it was only too easy to spend an hour in front of the mirror today, she had nothing better to do. Luna yawned again as she paused in front of the heavy door that contained behind it the somewhat dark and humind Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. The room had been particularly bad during her previous year, when Professor Snape, that evil bastard, had taught this class. Luna looked down at the rather heavy and thick book she had picked up for the class, the one Professor Raine had reccomended for her NEWT-Level classes in her note to the students. The book really was rather heavy, although Luna knew she was lucky, because the rest of the years had to deal with two books, not one. Luna gave one final yawn before setting her mind into studying mode. She knew that time was running out before the 7 AM bell, and she certainly didn't want to be late. She straightened up her robes one last time, and then she grabbed the knob on the door, turned it, and pushed the door open. She stepped into the classroom, looking for her new Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor, who she spotted right away at her desk, talking to... Ginny! Luna took a step into the classroom, and the door closed behind her with a snap. She took a few more steps before the layout of the classroom actually hit her, and then she froze. This was NOT how she remembered things, not at all! Sure, as each professor came and went, they added little touches to the room, but the overall feel was usually the same: Dim and serious. This was far from that, especially from the past two years, with Snape and Umbridge, that seemed to just suck the happiness right out of you, like the poster of the Dementor that Luna spotted hanging on the wall. Luna took baby steps as she gazed around the room in amazement. It was no longer dimly lit, for now there were these wonderful little spheres of light hanging around the classroom, near the ceiling. There was also the skeleton of a dragon, the exact speci of which Luna was unsure, hanging from over the center of the class, and right beneath that was something Luna recognized from pictures in her Care of Magical Creatures textbooks. "A Chinese Fireball egg!" Luna gasped; for some reason the Chinese Fireball had always been her favorite dragon, perhaps it was because the dragon always looked so elegant. Luna then continued to observe the room, her attention brought to both a golden goblet and an ornate-looking necklace, both of which were sitting in magically-created boxes, and both with rather large warnings on them. Maybe they would be studying advanced curses this year, which would be logical, and these were to be used for demonstrations. Luna didn't know why, but for some reason she suddenly felt very eager to be in class today, maybe it was because it seemed like Professor Raine mght very well be a competant teacher after all. Luna made her way towards the front row of desks, brushing past a group of Hufflepuff boys who she had seen in the hallway before coming into class. She was surprised that the class was only about half-full now, and the bell was due to ring in a few seconds. She wouldn't be surprised at all, however, if after the rather anti-Dark Lord speech that Professor Raine made the previous night that a few Slytherin students would try to test her and see if they could walk all over her. Luna really, really hoped that Raine would not let something like that happen, even though she was the new teacher and probably wanted to make a good impression. Luna sat down in a desk right next to Ginny, and she turned to the Gryffindor and smiled. "Morning Ginny! Looking foreward to our first day back?" Luna asked as she dropped the rather heavy textbook she had been carrying onto her desk with a quiet sigh of relief. "Oh, and good morning Professor Raine! My name is Luna Lovegood, and I just want you to know that it's very exciting to have a Ravenclaw teaching my favorite class!" Luna said cheerfully as she pulled her wand from behind her ear and sat it on her desk, hearing the door once again open as more students entered the class. ********* Raine had no sooner sat down in her chair when the door to her classroom creaked open for the first time. She looked up expectantly, and saw that it was the redheaded girl that caught her attention the previous night. She had a hunch that the girl was a Weasley, since Raine had known both Percy and Charlie during her time at Hogwarts. Raine smiled, althought it was faint, at the fact that the redhead seemed absolutely blown away by the way the room looked. That was good, it was what Raine had been hoping for: She wanted people to judge her based on what she knew and did, not her age. Good morning, Professor Raine. The girl said cheerfully. "Good morning, dear. Welcome to Defense Against the Dark Arts." Raine said warmly, relatively sure she remembered Charlie talking about having a little sister. I love the way you decorated your room. The redhead continued, and Raine smiled. "Yes, well, it wasn't easy. It took me a little time to convince the Headmistress to allow a poster of... The Dark Lord to hang in the classroom. She was afraid that it would frighten the students, but I told her, rather frankly, that the students should be afraid of more real things, like infreri and werewolves. I mean, really, we are in the middle of a war, and to hide the face of the most hated and reviled man in wizarding history from view just because people fear him is... ludicrous! Fear of the name and fear of the picture only adds to fear of the thing, and fear of the thing leads to it gaining power over us. Besides, I think it's rather fun to play darts with, I have one hanging in my office, and it's absolutely covered in holes from where I stuck a metal spike right through that ugly face!" Raine said, with a chuckle. Professor Raine rose from her chair and walked to the front of her desk, leaning against it slightly. She turned her gaze to the door once again as a group of boys wearing the Hufflepuff emblem on their robes walked into the room, chatting with one another. They were followed by a few more Gryffindor students, who all looked rather tired, and then a blonde girl with a Ravenclaw emblem on her robes, and her wand stuck behind her ear. If you dont mind me asking Professor, where did the goblet and the necklace come from? The redhead asked, and Raine turned her gaze back to the girl. "Well..." Raine said with a chuckle, her cheeks turning a little red, "Let's just say that you pick up a few odd things when you work as an Auror in the Ministry. I got the necklace from the house of a former Death Eater, it causes instant petrification if exposed to the skin. The goblet, however... Well, it's only speculated, but rumor has it that the Dark Lord was once the student of a dark wizard named Grindewald. I think that it would be during this time that he learned some of his more... forbidden magicks, and this cup has an unidentified but rather nasty curse on it. My grandmother picked it up from a dingy store in Paris that carried... Items that no one wanted to claim, and that would have made a person look rather odd if they owned one. She fell in love with it, for some reason... From what I hear, if you so much as brush a finger against that goblet, your skin begins to peel away and you die a most horribly painful death from blood-loss, and the fact that your organs spill out of your body once the skin has peeled away. So please... Do not get too close." Raine said, almost enjoying telling the girl the horribly gruesome details of the curse. "Oh, and good morning dear." Professor Raine said to the girl who introduced herself as Luna Lovegood. Raine began to count the number of students in her class, and she found that there were about 10 desks left open. She wondered if her class was only 3/4th's full because of the fact that general attendance was down, or if it was because there were only a few Slytherins in attendance today. It didn't matter much to Raine, because once she figured out who was here and who wasn't, she was going to make sure she got the message across to the students who didn't show up that she would not tolerate their absences.
xBluEyeDreamerx	Re: Defense Against the Dark Arts - September 2 - 1st Period	#3	[-]
Posts: 77 (10/10/05 12:47:48) Moderator Blaze DeFeu 6th Year Slytherin Bitch Katherine DeFeu 6th Year Hufflepuff "ANGEL" Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Katherine DeFeu stepped confidently in the room. She stopped just inside the doorway, gazing at the new classroom setting. It certainly was different then any other DADA teacher had ever arranged it. Her red-blonde hair was pulled off her face, a slight bit of blue eye liner setting of her gray blue eyes prettily. She had a slim black choker around her neck, with a golden star in the middle. Her eyes went over all the posters, cringing at the gory ones. Her soft blue eyes landed on the poster of Voldemort, as he sent his cold eyes over the students. She shivered, taking a step back on impulse. Was this new teacher crazy? Angel highly considered the thought. "Hello Ginny!" she greeted, walking by the red-head, and setting her books on the table in the corner, as far away as possible from teh horrid poster. She waved pleasantly and settled in her seat, looking around the room. The Egg drew her eyes. It can't be! She thought to herself, eyes wide, sparkling in wonder. "That's a... a... Chinese Fireball egg!" she squeaked. For a moment, neither the poster of Voldemort, or any other of the posters mattered to her. It was the egg. After getting over teh revelation of a real dragon egg, Angel let her attention zone. She skimmed the posters again. What kind of a teacher put up graphic images... on the first day! She turned twoard the teacher, blonde pony tail swinging. "Excuse me... Ms. Raine. I don't want to seem rude... but why do you put up posters of such... horrible things? Shouldn't posters of You-Know-Who, and Inferni, and Werewolves... shouldn't things like that be kept off the walls... especially in such graphic content?" She asked primmly, crossing her arms. She leaned back in the chair, glancing at Ginny from the corner of her eye, and Luna as well.
NatashaEudora	Re: Defense Against the Dark Arts - September 2 - 1st Period	#4	[-]
Posts: 52 (10/10/05 22:03:13) Natasha Stafford Slytherin 6th Year The Slytherin Princess Rufus Scrimgeour Minister of Magic Respectable Old Lion Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Natasha yawned as she walked down the corridor towards Defense Against the Dark Arts. She hadn't gotten a good night's sleep, mostly because she was kept up with thoughts about a certain Slytherin boy who just wouldn't get out of her mind. She absolutely refused to believe that she actually felt anything for the blond-haired boy, however, and gave her hair a little twirl as she passed a few students heading the other way in a hurry. Sure, it was almost time for the first class to start, but it's not like being late was going to be a big deal. Natasha was decidedly NOT looking foreward to going to her first hour class. She had gotten the impression the this new teacher, Professor Raine, was too damn eager and magic-happy for her own good. Not to mention the fact that this woman had dared to use the name of the Dark Lord, for that Natasha hated this woman beyond all her other teachers. She even considered just ditching the class, but she knew that her parents would be dissapointed if she did not get excellent marks in all of her classes. So, Natasha decided that if she had to get to class, she would do it on her own terms, including being late if she wanted to be. There was no use in getting up too early, it ruined the smoothness and tone of your skin, after all. Natasha rumaged around in her black robe that proudly bore the crest of Slytherin on the right side, and she pulled out a bagel that she had picked up from the Great Hall. She really was quite hungry, and she took a bite of the baked item as she strolled nonchalantly down the hall. She heard the bell go off and knew that she was now officially late for Defense Against the Dark Arts, but that Professor Raine was most likely going to be a pushover about it. Natasha swallowed the bagel she had been chewing, and she took another bite as she stopped in front of the door that she had entered countless times in the past. She could hear some voices from the other side, it sounded like Professor Raine was going over something she had written on the board. Natasha shrugged, swallowed the bagel in her mouth, and pushed the door open. "...And during the Winter term we shall be studying Astral Magic, which some of you may know is magic conducted without the use of a wand. This can be very useful if you find yourself in a position where your wand is either broken, or out of reach... Ah, how nice of you to join us, young lady. Your name would be...?" Professor Raine asked, as Natasha calmly walked into the class and took a seat near the back. "What gives you the right to ask for my name, mud-blood?" Natasha spat, she really didn't like this new teacher, and the tone she had used when addressing Natasha was unacceptable. Natasha heard some of the students around her gasp at the fact she had just insulted their professor, but the others were used to this sort of behavior. Natasha was definately NOT at the top of the list of favorite students, not even among the Slytherin teachers. She was rude, arrogant, insulting, and worst of all, she was smart. It made most teachers absolutely batty that Natasha could show up late, not do homework, and still manage to pass the class. Natasha was famous for pushing teachers to their limits, and she was now testing just how far she could press the woman who now glared down at her with a scowl. "Ah, you must be that wonderful girl Natasha. I was warned about you. It's a pity, such beauty and talent is wasted on an absolute waste of space. You'll most likely leave Hogwarts, join up with the Death Eaters, and find yourself either dead or locked away in Azkaban after a few months. Your mouth is too big for your own good, my dear, and quite frankly you wouldn't stand a chance against an Auror. Now, I am going to assign you one detention for being late, and four detentions for using such an ignorant slur against me. Now, shut up and pay attention to what I have to say, or else things could get very bad for you. I don't know how other teachers treated you in the past, but I will NOT tolerate any disrespect out of you, understand?!" Professor Raine snapped, her eyes a narrow slit glaring down at Natasha. Natasha was stunned. No one had ever talked to her like that before. It was usually her drawing the line in the sand, but this time she felt like Professor Raine had thrown down the gauntlet. She could feel herself becoming enraged, NO ONE ever disrespected Natasha Stafford, no one! She bit her lip to try to restrain herself, but it was no use, this teacher deserved what she was about to get. Natasha slid out of her chair and stood up, walking a few paces towards the teacher. "Well, those are rather brave words coming from the woman who will obviously end up dead by the end of the year! This job is cursed, you know, and it just happens to be cursed by the very man you seem to have too little respect for! The Dark Lord will make sure that anyone who uses his name without the proper amount of regard will end up lifeless! You filthy mud-bloods are all going to be washed from the face of this planet, leaving the pure behind; it's just a matter of time!" Natasha shot back at the woman, as she advanced another step, her hand clutching her wand underneath her robe. "Sit down. Now. I am only going to give you ONE warning, young lady. If you push me, I will not feel any remorse in putting you in your place. Think about this logically, I am older, highly-trained, capable of taking down wizards much older and more talented than you, and quite frankly I don't like you. Do you really want to be having your hand on your wand, dear?" Professor Raine asked, her eyes darting over to her desk where her wand sat. "Oh please! You are just a Ministry reject that that muggle-loving McGonagall took pity on! The only reason you are here right now is because you are too pathetic to ever be considered for use in the Death Eaters! Go ahead, put me in my... 'place!' You're no different than any of the other fools in this room who think that anything other than the world bowing down the the Dark Lord is going to happen... You are weak of mind and weak of talent, and I'm going to start cleaning the world of your kind right now!" Natasha hissed, and she drew her wand from her robe. This teacher really had it coming, ever since she spoke the Dark Lord's name at the dinner the previous night. Natasha wipped her wand out of her robe and quickly shouted out Sectum Sempra, a curse she had picked up from a book in her parent's library, and a stream of light shot from the tip of her wand. After that, things happened so fast that Natasha had no idea what had occured until it was all over. Professor Raine didn't even flinch or pause a second, she simply raised both of her palms in front of her and said something inaudible, and a silvery haze formed in front of her. The light from Natasha's spell hit the haze, and it dissipated. But that wasn't the end; it was like a flash that the wand flew from Professor Raine's desk and into her open right hand, and before Natasha could react, Raine had blasted her back about ten feet with a red bolt from the Stupefy curse. Natasha felt herself land on the cold, hard floor, and she tried to move, but her whole body felt numb. She blinked a few times, and saw out of the corner of her eye that her wand was lying on the stone floor next to her hand. The worst part about this, other than then intense pain now radiating throughout her body, was the fact that everyone was staring at her. Her ego would never recover from this event. Natasha closed her eyes, feeling her cheeks stain themselves a deep red color, and she wished that she was no longer in this room, that she was somewhere far away. With him. That's when it hit Natasha, one of he reasons why she felt drawn to the older boy she 'flirted' with the previous night: Everything seemed like it was simple, like everything would turn out okay when he was around. Natasha suddenly felt a coolness spread through her body, starting from her chest and moving out. She opened her eyes and saw Professor Raine standing over her, the wand in Raine's hand right over Natasha's chest. It clicked in her mind that Raine had used the Ennervate spell on her to relive the pain and numbness that had just recently gripped her. Natasha pushed Raine's hand away form her and she rose to a sitting position. She looked around, glaring at all the students who were staring at her, and she felt another wave of embarassment flood through her. She quickly grabbed her wand, pulled herself to her feet, and sank into the nearest chair. "Now, class... That was a demonstration in how useful Astral Magic can be, both when I nullified her curse, as well as when I summoned my wand. Also, you will notice that I used a curse that you learned probably in your third or fourth year, correct? You should have, at least, stunning spells are a rather basic form of offensive magic. Now, miss Stafford, you will serve your five detentions with me, starting Monday night. You can also bet that Professor Slughorn will be informed of your little stunt, and I will leave the punishment up to him. If you were in my house, I would have you expelled... But... It is not up to me. Now, as I was saying..." Professor Raine said as she walked back to the front of the class, and she began to teach again as if nothing had happened.
xBluEyeDreamerx	Re: Defense Against the Dark Arts - September 2 - 1st Period	#5	[-]
Posts: 77 (10/11/05 02:20:06) Moderator Blaze DeFeu 6th Year Slytherin Bitch Katherine DeFeu 6th Year Hufflepuff "ANGEL" Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Blaze hurried along the corridor, perfectly aware that she was late. Nice way to make an impresstion Blaze... be late for your first class of your first day. she told herself shaking her head. She walked up to the door of the slassroom, pausing. "Oh please! You are just a Ministry reject that that muggle-loving McGonagall took pity on! The only reason you are here right now is because you are too pathetic to ever be considered for use in the Death Eaters! Go ahead, put me in my... 'place!' You're no different than any of the other fools in this room who think that anything other than the world bowing down the the Dark Lord is going to happen... You are weak of mind and weak of talent, and I'm going to start cleaning the world of your kind right now!" Blaze knew the voice well. It was Natasha. Starting trouble a little early my dear? she thought darkly. Natasha was an all around bully, and had had clashes with Blaze on many occassions. Blaze refused to take @#%$ from the so-called "Slytherin Princess", and saw her no better than any other student. Blaze was almost positive she could take her in a duel. She watched the fight continue with growing interest, keeping her face carefully stone. She watched the teacher knock Natasha backward, and wanted to laugh. She opened the door, and stepped in. "I'm sorry for being late professor, I was cursed in the back in the hallway. I'm not all that popular with the students..." Blaze said as she walked in, eyes shifting to Natasha as she said this. "I'm Blaz- Asha, but I'd prefer Blaze miss, DeFeu." She slipped into an empty seat behind Natasha. She had planned to give the teacher a harder time, but she found herself rather loving the woman for dealing with Natasha as she had. Too many people let that girl walk all over them. She also had a certain reputation with teachers. While she was in teh class, certain students tended to get cursed while their back was turned. She stood up for herself and often made a bit of trouble in the class. SHe was brilliant with a wand, making History of Magic, Potions, and Herbology her worst subject. She tended to pass subject she didn't like, or teachers she didn't like, simply by pure talent. Once she didn't like your class, she made you fully aware of it. She skimmed the room with her eyes, skipping over most of the pictures easily. Gore really had no effect to her. Her deep red eyes landed on the poster of Voldemort, and she narrowed them. Blood boiled in her veins as she saw the poster. He scowled back at her, dark eyes glittering. What kind of teacher was this. The immense amount of respect she had given the teacher just faultered. She felt herself heating up, her emotions getting the best of her. She quieted it gently, breathing in and out to settle herself. When her self control returned, she allowed herself to face forward, face a cool unreadable mask.
AmeliaRaine	Re: Defense Against the Dark Arts - September 2 - 1st Period	#6	[-]
Posts: 403 (10/13/05 20:00:58) EvilAdmin AmeliaRaine DAtDA Professor Head of Ravenclaw LunaLovegood Ravenclaw 6th year Loony but Loveable SeverusSnape Top Death Eater Eternal Sinner ClaytonStafford Gryffindor 5th Year DA Member, Prefect MedwinRaghnall Charms Teacher Politician at Heart Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Professor Raine returned to the front of the class, and she straightened out her robes nonchalantly. She readjusted her gold-rimmed spectacles, and turned to face the class just as another student, most likely the final to enter the class, entered. "I'm sorry for being late professor, I was cursed in the back in the hallway. I'm not all that popular with the students..." The girl said as she entered. Raine nodded slightly, and waved the girl into a seat. She caught the fact that the girl had the Slytherin emblem on her robe, and thought it odd that this girl was being so cordial, considering how rude the now-embarassed 'Slytherin Princess' had been a moment before. "I'm Blaz- Asha, but I'd prefer Blaze miss, DeFeu." The girl said, after a second. "Well, welcome to my class, Miss DeFeu. Now, I do want you to understand that tardiness will not be permitted, and in order to get students into the habit of showing up on time... Punishment must be issued for not being here on time. Now, I am already going to have my hands full with Miss Stafford over there, so I think that it would be appropriate for you to suffer a different fate. I'll deal with you later, Miss Defeu." Professor Raine said, not tyring to sound rude, but also making the point that NO ONE would be exempt from the rules. "Now, I was asked a question a few minutes ago, before class, by Miss Defeu's sister, I presume. It was something along the lines of... 'Why would you have such horribly and graphic things up on the walls?' I have also seen how some of you react to the poster I have of Volde-- Ahem... The Dark Lord... Well, there is a simple explaination for all of this, as well as the reason Headmistress McGonagall allowed me to put them up. We are at war. Five years ago none of these posters would be nescessary, and I would not have ever thought about exposing people so... young... to the horrors that those of the older generations have known. It is imperetive, however, that you learn not only about what you may encounter now that He has returned, but how to defend yourself against the most vile of the dark magicks." Raine said, moving towards the center of the class, making sure people knew what she was about to say was rather important. "It is absolutely VITAL to your survival that you leave your squeamishness at the door. If you cannot dare to stare upon the face of the man who holds the world hostage, then how can you possible face a Death Eater and live? If you cannot stand to see the result of not being prepared against a group of Infreri, than how can you expect to ward one off if you meet on face-to-face? You have the unfortunate luck of being born in a time where knowledge of these things is nescessary for survival, and if you don't put forth the effort to overcome your quesiness, your fears of the name, and your fears of the subjects we will be studying... You may very well be the next name in the Daily Prophet, mentioned in passing with the other names of the deceased!" Raine said, raising her wand towards the board, and the text began to change after she finished speaking. "Now, during the Fall Term we will be going over the Unforgivable Curses. I understand that you have no training in these whatsoever, seeing as how Delores Umbridge refused to teach them to her Fourth Years. Because of this, I am sure that the most you know about them is from the rumors your heard in the hallways and the reports you've read in the Daily Prophet and Ministry Handbooks. Forget them all. The Ministry is working backwards, not wanting to cause too much of a panic; what you hear in the hallways is most likely fallable and exaggerated. I have either cast, experianced, or seen every one of the three curses. If you are going to learn about them, then please do so from someone who has experiance in the subject. As much as those of you who whisper rumors in the hallway may hate to hear this, you have no idea what they are like until you experiance them yourself." Professor Raine lectured, and the names of the curses appeared in large print on the board. "Now, I am sure we all know the names. Imperius, the controlling curse; Crucio, the torturing curse; Avada Kedavra, the Killing Curse. These three curses were not created by Voldemort, but they were certainly popularized by himself and the Death Eaters. There are few curses out there that could possibly rival the power contained in these three horrible spells, and it takes a special kind of wizard to cast them. In order to use either the Crucio or Avada Kedavra curse, there was to be a certain amount of pain, hatred, bitterness... A desire to cause the effect of the curse upon the target. I highly doubt that any of you could cast these two curses, no matter how hard you tried. The third curse, Imperius, is possibly the lesser of the evils where the Unforgiveable Curses are concerned, but it is still horrible. People under the effect of the Imprius Curse are nothing more than puppets under the command of the caster. We will go into more detail about all three of these curses as we progress through the following weeks. Anyway, more importantly is what we are studying in the Winter term. I will be teaching you all Astral Magic, which is perhaps the most advanced form of magic known to wizarding kind." Professor Raine continued, and the board behind her changed from the curses to an explaination of Astral Magic. "Usually, wizards require the added focus of their wands in order to produce the effect of a spell. You see, it isn't the wand that makes the magic, it simply uses the amount of power we each have inside of us already and... amplifies it. It is possible, however, to tap into or magical power without the use of a wand, but it is difficult to do on command. Some of you may heave already done some Astral Magic, but without thinking about it or knowing you were doing it. Those raised in the Muggle World most likely found out their powers through the use of Astral Magic. It often happens during moments of extreme emotional instability, rage, fear, or any other strong emotion. It could have manifested as something as simple as the temperature of the area changing... To, say, the glass of every window shattering within a five-mile radius. With practice and the correct study, you can learn to control the flow of magic in your body without the aid of your wand. You will ALWAYS be stronger when you have your wand, but if you are unable to use it and need magic, then knowing how to control magic without it can save your life. Now, I know this is exciting, but you also will not be studying it until the Winter Term. You can also expect to continue studies, although on a more advanced level, during the Spring. I have yet to decide what we will cover in our Summer Term, although nothing too important since I don't want you to forget it all during the Summer." Professor Raine concluded, and the board behind her went blank. Raine walked down the center aisle of the class, looking down at each of her students with a careful eye. She was deciding which one she should choose for her very first hands-on lesson. She paused beside a student every now and then, looking down and thinking, and then she moved on. She finally reached the seat where Blaze was sitting, and she looked down and gave a quick smile. "Now, since you decided to grace us with your presence after the bell rang, I think you should make it up by becoming the first victim... I mean... volunteer to come up to the front of the class." Professor Raine said, and she beckoned for Blaze to follow her up to the front of the class. "Now, the question of the day is this: How would you defend yourself against a creature of undead origins? Yes, I am talking about Infreri, by the way. Anyone? How about you, dear?" Raine asked, looking down at Ginny as she returned to the front of the class.
fairbutterfly	Re: Defense Against the Dark Arts - September 2 - 1st Period	#7	[-]
Posts: 230 (10/14/05 15:44:27) Administrator DracoMalfoy Seventh Year Slytherin King GinnyWeasley Gryffindor 6th year Sweet and Sour WinterKnightly Hufflepuff 1st Year Innocent Flower Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Ginny nodded in understanding. I can understand that. Im not going to lie that it scared me a little. She said with a small sigh. Her thoughts had unfortunately gone back to her first year at school. She had been so young and immature, not that she didnt have anything left to learn but she was a lot smarter than she had been that year. Mixed emotions clouded her eyes as she thought about it. She was angry, sad, yet relieved that she had made it through. Harry had really been there for her family. After all, three members of their family owed him their lives. She cleared her head of the thoughts and looked at Professor Raine and laughed. Well, thats certainly a use for it. Anger management control or possible to fuel the fire. Ginnys eyebrows raised as the professor blushed. What exactly did the woman have to be ashamed off? She found herself suspicious of almost everyone these days. A look of recognition showed on her face as Professor Raine explained. Thats fascinating. She turned to look at the necklace once again. It was amazing to her how some of the most beautiful objects were dangerous. It made perfect sense though. After all, what use would it be to have a powerful curse on something that most people wouldnt give a second glance to? She looked up as she started to speak about the goblet. Her eyebrows rose again and she moved her eyes to the goblet. Hmm. I wonder why she fell in love with it. She murmured more to herself than to anyone else. Trust me Professor; you definitely dont have to worry about me getting too close. The last sentence was spoken under her breath. I learned my lesson a long time ago. Turning when Luna spoke to her, she nodded. Surprisingly, I am really looking forward to it. She said quietly having something to keep my mind preoccupied with will be a relief. How about you? She asked with a smile. One of the first genuine that she had given in a while. She had so many things that were on her mind right now that she wasnt quite sure that she could handle concentrating on her classes. She didnt believe that she would have a problem in this class room, at least not with keeping her attention focused on it. She might have a problem with actually doing things. However, she did get good OWLS in the class. Have you been looking forward to getting back? Her head turned quickly when she heard yet another familiar voice. She quickly searched her mind for the girls name. She knew it but for the moment, it escaped her. Hello. She said and suddenly the girls name came to her. How was your summer, Katherine? She asked with a bright smile. Hopefully, everything is well. She crossed her legs under the table and opened her book. Absentmindedly, she started turning the pages and glancing at them. Shutting the book with a quiet thud, she looked over at Luna. I really like this teacher. She said with a small grin. As Professor Raine began speaking, Ginnys full attention was upon her. She liked the young spirit that the woman had along with what seemed like knowledge far beyond her years. She was excited about starting Astral Magic and couldnt wait to start it. She hoped that Professor Raine would teach this same magic to Harrys year, if he was indeed taking it. She hoped that he would, it would probably come in handy to him later on during his fight with Voldemort. She closed her eyes for a second, feeling the same sense of fear and nausea as she always did when she thought of Harry fighting. However, she wasnt just worried about Harry; she was worried about Ron and Hermione as well. They would most likely be at his side and she couldnt bare the thought of losing them all. Her thoughts were interrupted by the doors opening to the classroom, right in the middle of Professor Raine talking about Astral Magic. Natasha, she should have known. The first words to come from the girls mouth were unexpected and sent a fury of rage within her. "What gives you the right to ask for my name, mudblood?" Ginnys mouth fell open and she quickly turned to look at Professor Raine. She could tell that Natasha was testing the professor and Ginny felt a strong urge to send a Bat Bogey Hex at Natasha. She was so infantile at times and she couldnt stand the girl. Overall, she thought that she would rather encounter Malfoy then to spend one second with that girl. After all, the bouncing ferret was a thought to remember. Unable to stop herself, she grinned at the professors response. She nudged Luna with a smile and shook her head. She knew that one day; Natasha would find someone who wouldnt put up with the way she spoke to people. The next few minutes of verbal exchanges between the two were a blur. Her hand gripped her wand as she saw Natasha start to pull her wand from within the confines of her robes. Before she could act however, it was all over with. Her eyes wide with awe and her mouth slightly dropped open she couldnt bring herself to do anything other than watch the scene that was taking place right before her. Her mouth slightly formed the word wow yet she wasnt able to speak the word aloud. She was completely shocked that Natasha had actually tried to curse a teacher and even more so that Professor Raine had been able to stop it, being completely wandless. Slowly, she closed her mouth, almost looking as if someone had just slapped her across the face. She looked up as Blaze entered the room and faced forwards again. She didnt want to even think of any more Slytherins showing up. Although Blaze had come to the memorial last night, didnt change the fact that there was a reason she was in Slytherin. She had evil in her somewhere and Ginny wouldnt even think of trusting the girl. She may have made a few mistakes in her past; however, trusting someone in Slytherin wouldnt happen again anytime soon. Professor Raine began teaching the class again. Her thoughts went back to the class and what they were being taught instead of being on her classmates. Luckily for her, she was paying attention to the class when she was asked a question. She struggled to remember something she had heard once. I would use a fire spell probably incendo. She answered her. (Thanks Kate for the signatures.)
xBluEyeDreamerx	Re: Defense Against the Dark Arts - September 2 - 1st Period	#8	[-]
Posts: 77 (10/14/05 17:23:32) Moderator Blaze DeFeu 6th Year Slytherin Bitch Katherine DeFeu 6th Year Hufflepuff "ANGEL" Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Blaze slipped into her seat coolly, slipping low. She had seen the looks in the classroom and refused to let her cheeks redden. SHe tuned the teacher out. This was DADA, a class she could pass with flying colors, no effort at all. She began to think about the incident at the tomb last night. Why had she opened up that easily? To a Gryffindor of all things! This whole incident with Dumbledore was driving her crazy, she decided with finalty. When it all passed, she would go back to her old self. She noticed the teacher walking up and down the rows, and dismissed it. She closed her eyes, yawning momentarily. She let the class drone on. She looked up, feeling someone near her. "Now, since you decided to grace us with your presence after the bell rang, I think you should make it up by becoming the first victim... I mean... volunteer to come up to the front of the class." Blaze locked eyes with her, crimson eyes flaring. A small smile flickered on her lips, playing at the corners of her mouth. What is she playing at...? she thought to herself gently. "Give me a chance, and I'll show you who the victim is.... professor" she whispered swooping by her and up to the front of the class, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed, a defiant look on her face. Astral magic? Ill show her wandless magic. Blaze thought to herself, feeling the fire boil in her veins.
AmeliaRaine	Re: Defense Against the Dark Arts - September 2 - 1st Period	#9	[-]
Posts: 403 (10/21/05 20:10:51) EvilAdmin AmeliaRaine DAtDA Professor Head of Ravenclaw LunaLovegood Ravenclaw 6th year Loony but Loveable SeverusSnape Top Death Eater Eternal Sinner ClaytonStafford Gryffindor 5th Year DA Member, Prefect MedwinRaghnall Charms Teacher Politician at Heart Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	"That is correct, Miss Weasley. Five points for Gryffindor. Fire is perhaps the easiest way to protect yourself against a member of the living dead. It is not, however, the only way to defend yourself. There are a variety of ways to ward off the attacks of an Infreri, but you must remember that they feel no pain, and have no fear, rendering spells that cause physical harm nearly prostrate." Professor Raine lectured as she returned to the front of the class, and she turned to face Blaze. "Now, I was not kidding when I wrote that this class would be hands-on in your book list. I will warn you all right now that what you will be doing this year is dangerous, potentially very much so. The reason that you have decided to continue in taking Defense Against the Dark Arts, I assume, is because you want to learn how to ward off anything that may come at you. Along with this knowledge comes a great deal of risk, and I can almost assure you that by the end of the year, at least one of you will be sent to the hospital wing, that's just how it works. You will walk away from this class, however, knowing much more than you ever could possibly hope to learn from a book. Now, miss DeFeu, if you would be so kind as to position yourself somewhere close to the wall over there, I will prepare for you a rather exciting little test..." Professor Raine said, and she directed Blaze to the wall opposite the door to Raine's office. It was only when Raine approached the door to her office that a loud bang came from the other side. Raine chuckled a little and said something about how her restraining spells must have worn off. She then warned her students to all make sure they had their wands at the ready, since she was unsure of how her little 'demonstration' would react. Raine drew her own wand and gave a few flicks towards the first row of desks, and a line of blue fire erupted from the floor, a good three feet away from the desks and the people in them. She then grabbed the handle to the door of the corridor that led up to her office, and she pulled the wooden door open, keeping behind it to allow everyone to see what was inside. Perhaps the first thing to strike those sitting in the class, besides the sudden rush of the most foul smell one could imagine, was the fact that a rotting corpse was standing in the doorway. (Raine was rather glad she locked the door at the top of the staircase and sealed it magically, or else her office very well may have been smashed apart by now.) Professor Raine could hear the startled and disgusted gasps from some of her students, and she knew that she was getting the desired effect out of them. "Now, miss DeFeu, using all of the knowledge you have gained from your past teachers, as well as some you may have picked up on your own, I want you to disable this Infreri. If you need help, please be very sure to ask for it, I don't want you to end up like the poster on the wall over there." Professor Raine said, rather matter-of-factly. Professor Raine then prodded the rotting former-wizard with a Stupefy, not so much to harm it but to annoy it and get it as angry as one would expect to find roaming the forests. Raine then quickly took a few steps back, and with a flick of her wand a stream of fire sprouted up from the ground in front of her, leaving Blaze and the Infreri locked in a box of fire. "Oh, and miss DeFeu..." Professor Raie added after a second of thought, "You will be graded on how well you do."
xBluEyeDreamerx	Re: Defense Against the Dark Arts - September 2 - 1st Period	#10	[-]
Posts: 77 (10/23/05 15:02:04) Moderator Blaze DeFeu 6th Year Slytherin Bitch Katherine DeFeu 6th Year Hufflepuff "ANGEL" Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Blaze stood up in front of the class as the teacher talked. She kept her face carefully clear, letting no emotion slip out. She listened to Ginny answer a question and felt herself smirk. Fire hurt these things? Well that wouldn't be too hard if Blaze ever ran into one. She shook her head gently, trying not to laugh. It was then the door opened. A foul stink reached her nose and she fought to keep her hands from jumping up to cover it. Her face remained carefully still, only one or two twitches coming out to teh surface. Her hand gripped her wand, knuckles turning white. She looked at teh teacher in stupefied disbelief. "You have GOT to be kidding..." She said. "There is no way..." The smirk on Amy's face was all she needed. She felt her own eyes narrow as she turned back to face the corpse. She knew her usual tricks wouldn't effect it, they only were useful against other wizards, and were cheap shots most of the time. But this was a true enemy. She suddenly felt the challenge. The teacher wanted her to fail, she was sure of it. Well, Blaze would show her, she would show them all. She walked carefully forward. The creature growled and lunged clumsily twoards her, arms reaching twoards her. She danced easily away. "STUPEFY!" Her spell cought it in the shoulderblade. The creature grunted, falling over. It lumbered to it's feet, going at her again. Blaze's eyes widened. That had been a strong spell... How tough WERE these things? She blinked and it was upon her. She ducked and with a wild point of her wand and a flash of instinct, she screamed. "SECTUM SEMPRA!", red eyes wild. The jet of light hit it and disappated, leaving long gashes. The problem? Dead things can't bleed. Blaze stumbled to her feet, racking her mind. It was almost on her again. "INCEND-" And then it had her, gripping her wrist and twisting it backwards. Blaze screamed and her wand went flying. It had one hand around her neck, the other crushing her wrist. She gagged as it's putrid stench overwhelmed her sense of smell. She shivered, wandless. No! No! They don't know! Don't do it The voice inside of her screamed.... but her self-preservation won out. Blaze's eyes morphed, the entire eye the color of burning ember, there was no white, nor black, it was all red. She raised her free hand, pointing at teh creatures chest. Fire engulfed the monster, it dropping her. She stood, eyes still red. She held out both her hands, fire pouring out of her to encase the creature. The flames of Raine's border roared, flaring up. It moaned inhumanly, a sound that if she had been in a normal state would have made her skin crawl. Her eyes fluttered closed and she collapsed, darkness engulfing her. All the fire in the room went out instantly, even Raine's borders. All that was left of the inferni was a smoldering heap of peices, resembling lumps of charcoal. Blaze lay collapsed on the ground.
AmeliaRaine	Re: Defense Against the Dark Arts - September 2 - 1st Period	#11	[-]
Posts: 403 (11/19/05 20:35:44) EvilAdmin AmeliaRaine DAtDA Professor Head of Ravenclaw LunaLovegood Ravenclaw 6th year Loony but Loveable SeverusSnape Top Death Eater Eternal Sinner ClaytonStafford Gryffindor 5th Year DA Member, Prefect MedwinRaghnall Charms Teacher Politician at Heart Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Professor Raine smirked as she saw the priceless expression on Asha's face at the sight of the horrid creature that had been released upon her. Raine had a strong hunch that this girl would be needing assistance, seeing as how she was only a Sixth year, and many Hogwarts graduates were unable to tackle an Inferi on their own. Asha was not going to be in any true danger, since Amelia would be able to easily disable the rotting creature should Asha be overwhelmed. Professor Raine watched with a sly grin as Asha blasted the Inferi with a stunning spell, the force of which knocked the corpse to the ground, but left it unharmed. The inferi simply rose back to its feet and continued its lurching stagger towards Asha. Raine gave her wand a squeeze, and prepared to step in and stop what she saw as an unfair battle. Asha apparently was not prepared to give up yet, and Professor Raine found herself both surprised and very suspicious when the girl let out one of the most powerful curses a Hogwart's student could hope to master. Raine was so distracted by the fact that Asha had cast the Sectum Sempra curse that she failed to notice that the Inferi had actually made it to the girl until Raine saw Asha's wand fling out her her hand. Profesor Raine quickly pointed her wand at the Inferi to disable it, but before she had a chance to do so, the flames that had served as a border to keep in Inferi in suddenly exploded to an unnatural height. Professor Raine couldn't see anything, and most of the sounds that she might have been able to hear were tuned out by the loud roaring of the seemingly out-of-control flames that leapt up to nearly the ceiling. "Accendo Restinguo" Professor Raine shouted, and a stream of ice-blue light shot from her wand into the fire before her, and the light smothered the flames and opened up a path for her to pass through. Raine quickly stepped through the narrow opening through the flames and she gasped at the sight she saw. The Inferi was on fire, and Raine found herself overwhelmed by the smell of burning flesh as she watched the Inferi seem to melt into a pile of ashes. Professor Raine took a short breath and repeated her extinguishing spell on the pile of ashes that used to be the Inferi, letting loose a large puff of steam. "Asha... Miss DeFeu... Can you hear me?" Professor Raine asked as she placed her hand on Asha's forehead, and she pulled it back immediately with a pained look; her palm had been burned. It was at that very moment that all of the flames that had jumped to the ceiling, as well as those around Raine and Asha that had not yet expired, suddenly went out. It was so very sudden that it caused Raine to jump out of startlement, and she found herself staring out at a class of concerned students. "Ah, yes... Miss Lovegood, would you be so kind as to go fetch Madam Pomfrey... Tell her that there was an Incendio spell that was used on a target far too close." Professor Raine ordered, and the blond-haired Ravenclaw nodded and quickly leapt out of her chair and rushed out of the classroom. Professor Raine was a little frightened. She didn't know how to explain what had just happened. She had never seen an Incendio spell that powerful, and Asha's body was not at all burned, just very hot. Raine had her suspicions of what could have happened, but she wasn't going to assume anything for the moment. She gave a look to the pile of stinking ashes laying next to her and Asha, and with a flick of her wand, Raine encanted "Computresco Deliquesco" and the ashes collapsed in on themselves and dissapeared. Professor Raine then cleared her throat, trying to figure out a way to save face in this situation and not look horribly irresponsible. "Now, as all of you may have just noticed, fire is indeed the most effective way of dealing with an Inferious. Had Miss DeFeu taken that to heart, she would have avoided this situation. Do not fret, however, I can assure you that she will be fine, with a little more wisdom than what she came into class with. Now, I must also impress upon you that Inferi are extremely dangerous, and you should never attempt to confront or subdue one on your own. If you ever encounter one, I would recommend that you run as fast as you can in the opposite direction." Professor Raine said calmly, and then she looked up at the clock. "Well, we only have about ten minutes of class left. Okay, listen, I will be assigning you all homework. I want one parchment of paper written about Inferi, how to combat them, why they exist, and what they are strong and weak against. Tommorrow we will begin our studies on the Unforgivable Curses, and just so you know, you will be shown each of them. Those of you who feel up to it may also choose to be on the receiving end of the Imperius or Crucio Curses. For obvious reasons, I will not allow any of my students to experiance the Avada Kedavra Curse. Now, you have the rest of the hour to start on your homework." Professor Raine said, and she returned her attention to Asha. "Come on now dear, wake up... Darn, still a little warm... If I didn't know better, dear, I would say you were a Pyrokinetic... But at such a young age I doubt you would have decent control of your powers... What did I get myself into this time?" Raine asked as she gave an impatient glance towards the door to the classroom, hoping to find Madam Pomfrey walking through it at any minute. While Amelia may have been a good dueler, a former Auror, and quite nifty with curses, she was useless when it came to healing. She just hoped that Madam Pomfrey would hurry up.
xBluEyeDreamerx	Re: Defense Against the Dark Arts - September 2 - 1st Period	#12	[-]
Posts: 77 (11/25/05 17:45:17) Moderator Blaze DeFeu 6th Year Slytherin Bitch Katherine DeFeu 6th Year Hufflepuff "ANGEL" Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Angel watched these events transpire. Fear filled her eyes, widening them until they were glowing blue orbs. She flushed until no color remained on her cheeks. "BLAZE!" she cried when the monster lunged at her. Angel felt tears in her eyes. In that instant, she hated Professor Raine. Blaze was in trouble. Her sister had always had a problem with cockiness, and would do it the wrong way, just to say she didn't do it the easy way, and still got it done. She would save fire as a last resort, wanting to show she could do it without fire before admitting any weakness. Professor Raine ddin't know this... how could she? She didn't know Blaze... Not like Angel did. SHe realised numbly that was the rationality of the situation. Angel hated rationality. She pushed her logical voice to the back of her mind. She watched numbly as her sister's curses were resisted or deflected. Angel reached into her cloak and pulled out her wand. SHe squeezed it, her nuckles turning white. She wanted to jump up and help... but didn't know what to do. It felt wrong somehow, that Blaze was the one in the spotlight, battling the monster. Shouldn't it be Angel? Blaze hated being the center of attention. But Angel wouldn't have lasted a minute. She was smart, sure. But her wand work wasn't special like Blaze's was. SHe loved potions, and was good at it, but she was hopeless with a wand. She was jolted back into her body when Blaze screamed "SECTUM SEPMRA!" Angel's eyes widened. She knew Blaze was in trouble now, and desperate. Sectum Sempra was a powerful spell, true enough, but hard to control. It took percision and Blaze could have easily hit any of her classmates. But she didn't, it hit the Infirni square on. Angel let out her breath, realising she'd been holding it. She was Blaze after all, what was Angel worried about. She sat back smuggly. Her sister was the one out of all of them that could take out this rotting heap of flesh. Her smugness turned to horror though, as the spell took no effect. Her world spun as it lurched at Blaze, and grabbed her by the throat. She closed her eyes tightly, paralyzed in her fear. SHe felt tears slip out. There was a clatter as wood met ground. Angel shot open her eyes, and saw the wand on teh ground. She opened her mouth, but the scream caught in her throat. The next thing she knew, Angel though for a moment she had died, and gone to hell. She was caught in an inferno, the fire's in the room roaring to teh ceiling, heat spilling over tehm. Angel covered her face and screamed, although it was drowned out by the roaring fires. SHe felt herself shaking and the heat pouring onto her in waves. Then... the roaring stopped. She thought for a moment she had gone deaf, because the room was englufed in silence. She raised her head and saw Raine look at Blaze in shock, cradling her hand. Angel dumbly realised what had happened. There were a few lumps of what appeared to be charcoal in front of her sister, the remnants of the inferni. Don't touch her... she's hot. Angel wanted to say, but her voice was hidden, She's always hot... after the fire. Someone was speaking, it might have been Raine, but Angel couldn't pay attention. Her focus was on her sister. SHe looked at Raine, her brain finally registering the words. Something about starting homework. She stepped from her seat as everyone else dutifully pulled out books. They pulled out parchment and quills and pretended to begin the homework, but Angel could feel the eyes on her back, peaking from above books. SHe walked up to Professor Raine. She was murmuring at Blaze, but Blaze wasn't answering. She was spent. The fires made her tired. Angel felt like this was all some dream, or that she had been transported back in time, to when she was nine, teh last big fire Blaze had caused. Well... the last big one she had been there for at least. Miss Raine looked at the door as Angel walked up silently behind her. The teacher seemed preoccupied, ro she would have noticed Angel. SHe looked down at Blaze again. Angel stepped forward, her shadow falling across Miss Raine. The woman looked up and before she could speak there was a loud crack. Angel had slapped her. Her light blue eyes seemed dark for an instant, dangerous. "You knew she couldn't handle that. You put her against a foe she couldn't beat, an opponent who you knew would devour her alive, possibly literaly. She is only a sixth year Professor Raine. Is this your punishment for being late to class? Death?" She was talking fast and her voice was low, so only she and Amy could hear it. "What right do you have? If she was ANYONE but who she is... You did nothing to help her!" Angel's hands were fists at her sides. "Chillax Angel" The voice was slow, and weak. "You always were such a drama queen. I'm f-" Angel looked down at Blaze, her red eyes gentle, soft, but tired mostly. There was a bruise on her neck, where the inferni had grabbed her. Her eyes closed gently and she slipped out of conciousness again, an almost serene look on her face. Blaze's words had calmed teh fire in Angel and she just stood and looked at Raine, feeling her temper slip away, leaving her much more lucid. SHe realised she had probably just made a big mistake...
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Posts: 230 (12/02/05 10:52:32) Administrator DracoMalfoy Seventh Year Slytherin King GinnyWeasley Gryffindor 6th year Sweet and Sour WinterKnightly Hufflepuff 1st Year Innocent Flower Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Ginny watched with interest as Blaze stood up in front of the class as the teacher talked. Ever since the night at the Tomb, she had been thinking more and more about Blaze. There was something different about her. It wasnt just that they had engaged in an actual conversation. Despite the fact that there was something about her, she couldnt quite place her finger on it. Ginnys nose wrinkled up and her face held a look of disgust as the Inferi came into view. She couldnt believe that Harry had gone up against one of those things. She was horrified at the thought. It suddenly hit her that no matter what she tried to do, when the time came for him to face Voldemort, he would be on his own. Her hands flew over her mouth and nose, unable to resist any longer. She stared at the scene in front of her with growing horror and revulsion. Ginny turned to look at Professor Raine. The Defense against the Dark Arts teachers had a bad history. She shook her head and focused her gaze back on Blaze. Her hands still covering her mouth and nose, she convinced herself that Professor Raine wouldnt let anything happen to the girl. She chewed on her bottom lip and watched Blaze start to protest and then her eyes narrow. Ginny swallowed hard, she could tell that Blaze wasnt going to back down from it. As Blaze cast a stunning spell on the Inferi, Ginny resisted the urge to mention fire. If Blaze truly needed help she would get it from Professor Raine. Her attention was set on trying to urge Blaze to use fire, simply by sending brain waves to the girl. It was a useless effort as she watched Blaze continue to fight it. Her mouth dropped open at the spell that she had only heard mentioned that Harry had used it without knowing what it was on Draco. She chewed on her lower lip, her face showing concern. Suddenly, before she could think of anything else, the Inferi had attacked Blaze. She rose slightly out of her seat, but quickly sat back down as flames left up. She was mesmerized by the flames. She wasnt sure how they had done that. She wasnt sure what to do and suddenly she realized that Blaze was in there with that thing. She turned to look at Professor Raine but to her shock she wasnt there. The whole class seemed to be overwhelmed by the scene playing out in front of them. She turned her gaze once again back to the flames. After what seemed like hours but in reality was only a few minutes, they flames disappeared as quickly as they had came. Ginnys mouth dropped open as she saw the crumpled form of Blaze lying on the ground. Everything seemed to freeze for a second as she stared at her figure. A scream broke her from her trance and she saw Angel run over to Blaze. She pressed her hand to her mouth in fear and worry. She barely realized that Luna had left the room. She quietly got up, feeling the urge to make herself useful to at least someone. She walked over to them, fixing to touch Angel's shoulder, but Angel slapped Professor Raine before she had the chance. Her mouth dropped open in shock. She would have expected that from anyone other than Angel. She had never seen her lay a hand on anyone. It had to be torture for her since from what she had understood from the talk with Blaze, they were all the other one had. She looked down as Blaze spoke and then in between the others. Slowly, she back away to her original seat and sat down. She wasn't sure how this was going to play out and there was no reason for her to be over there now. She bent her head down to look at her book, her eyes stealing glances at the three of them. (Thanks Kate for the signatures.)

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