⫶ classroom

 
classroom
second floor
In addition to their designated uses—which you may find in the classroom directory—classrooms can also be used as private study areas for homework and ( appropriate ) spellwork. As per roleplay rules, no ual / intimate content is allowed in these rooms.
- ❛ ɢ ❜:leo silverthorn。⁰³ 3 years ago
@- ❛ s ❜:andie evigan。⁰⁴ Leo dropped his bag on the desk and flopped down onto the chair besides the Slytherin. He ignored her laughter in order to pull out his parchments and books before turning to face her “Hello, Andie… If you were awake enough to use those eyes, you’d notice all the seats are taken” Not taking his eyes off of the female, he gestured at the already full room. He definitely wasn’t the only one that was excited for the first class with professor Weasley. The last time people had been this early for a class, they had all been 11 years old. Leo turned back to rummaging through his bag and muttered under his breath “ at least I know the answers”. The jab was uncalled for and completely untrue but he wasn’t one to let the female’s jabs go unanswered. The rivalry between the two had started years ago during class when the Slytherin had snickered at every answer Leo had given, even correcting some of his mistakes and having had enough he had started doing the same to her. Needless to say that either of them took too kindly to the corrections and the sneers and thus was the rivalry between the two born.
- ❛ s ❜:andie evigan。⁰⁴ 3 years ago
@- ❛ ɢ ❜:leo silverthorn。⁰³ While yawning Andie opened her book as she had placed her cheek on her wrist, trying very well to stay awake. The thing is she wouldnt be so sleepy and tired if she went to bed early, but of course the quidditch practice had turned to be longer than usual and so is she right now in the classroom with not a good shape and not a good mood. Looking at the pages from left to right is even making her more sleepy so she bites her skin to stay awake only to whine and wipe away the saliva off her hand. "Could this day can get even worse?" To her surprise it could as her focus was caught by the person who entered the class and with an 'are you ing kidding me' face she stared at the man who was now approaching her and only what she could done was to sigh as she moved away. Of course, the luck was never on her side. A sudden laugh escaped when she just shook her head to herself, thinking 'why I did deserve this?' as she looked over to her enemy. "Are you for real? You actually gonna sit here beside me and making me more annoyed with your always ready answer to every question? Amazing.." She knows he is doing this on purpose to only get on her nerves which is defnitely working right now.
- ❛ ɢ ❜:leo silverthorn。⁰³ 3 years ago
@- ❛ s ❜:andie evigan。⁰⁴ The new term had officially started and Leo was beyond excited to get back to the classes. well, not about all of the classes but certainly this one. He had been looking forward to being in professor Weasley class. The second wizarding war was one of his favorite topics to read about when he was younger. Ron Weasley, Harry potter and Hermione Granger were his heroes when he was a little kid. So he intended to be on his best game today and give a good first impression to the professor. If there was one subject he was quite confident in, defence against the dark arts was definitely it. So with a confident strutting, Leo entered the class room only to freeze by the door as he saw the last person he wanted to see in that moment. Under any other circumstances he would have been happy to see the Slytherin but he did not want to make an out of himself today, and that was always somewhat inevitable with the slytherin in the room. Shaking it off, he proceeded to walk further into the room and sit beside his one and only rival -and friend, even though he wouldn’t admit to it-
- ❛ s ❜:emerald de lisle。⁰⁴ [A] 3 years ago
@- ❛ ʀ ❜:alistair di angelo。⁰⁴ Today marked the first month of her fourth term at Hogwarts University, and if she were to be completely honest, she already had enough. Sure, it had its perks; school was going relatively well, classes weren’t too stressful albeit the ridiculous amount of assignments she had to do, and the people are not so terrible. Well, just the ones in her class. The younger years, which always came to her for guidance or something silly like losing their pet frog, have made every day much more dreadful than it should be. In other words, school itself wasn’t so terrible, it was just the routine that came with it. Well, more so the routine that prefect status stuck her with.

Ironically, she enjoyed a couple of classes in her days, particularly, Defence Against the Dark Arts. There’s no doubt that she has quite a bit of an aptitude for it, but perhaps that’s because she has always been interested in curses and jinxes. It was much more exciting than History of Magic or Herbology—she’d much rather deal with another missing rat that wasn’t even missing than hear another lecture on which wizard did what, or what plant does what. In Defence Against the Dark Arts, at least, she gets to learn by doing the spells herself. A good day included dueling a fellow student of the Professor’s choice. Needless to say, this was one of the most exciting parts of her day, and she would never get caught complaining about it.

That is, until the professor announced the lesson for today. Legilimency and occlumency. Both of which were extremely difficult to cast, and if someone were skilled enough to do so, it’s near impossible to perfectly interpret all images and the emotions associated with them. And yet, she had an inkling that the lesson would be far too easy for her. To read another’s mind is, after all, both a gift and a curse. Digging into the layers of one’s mind is far too heavy a burden to carry, especially if they were riddled with troubled thoughts.

Her own thoughts were interrupted by the face that came into view. “Hi,” she murmured, placing her quill onto the table. It only took a moment for her to recognize the owner of said face. “Oh. It’s you.”
- ❛ ʀ ❜:valentine fluor。⁰³ ( H ) 3 years ago
@- ❛ ʀ ❜:alistair di angelo。⁰⁴ (oh my god please don't mirror)
- ❛ ʀ ❜:valentine fluor。⁰³ ( H ) 3 years ago
@- ❛ ʀ ❜:alistair di angelo。⁰⁴ This was stupid. This was so ing stupid. They had done this before, when they first started at Hogwarts, what was the point of doing it again? At the time, nearly three years ago, his boggart ended up being a large, black crow that was seemingly seconds away from poking his eyes out. He had turned it into a Christmas tree. Although it wasn't as silly as everyone else's turned out to be, he took what he could get which ended up being an acceptable grade. Now, Valentine had barely any idea what his boggart could've been, and he was nowhere near excited to find out.

His gaze was pulled away from his hands that he unknowingly had stared at, lost in his own thoughts, and focused back on the boy in front of him. Usually he would have gone last, but because he wanted to get it over with, he could deal with going second. Him and Alistair were of the same house; Ravenclaw. They had never been particularly close, but they knew of each other and spoke if they crossed paths. He was slightly curious as to what his fear might've been, so he paid more attention to his demonstration than he usually would with anybody. Just like that, Valentine watched as Alistair's boggart formed into a woman, unfamiliar to him but seemingly very familiar with the upperclassman. "Die?" he questioned mentally, half wondering what the situation might've been and half growing anxious. If this was happening to Alistair, then--

His thoughts were interrupted as he spoke, his boggart shifting into something that was truly silly. Snickers erupted behind him, but Valentine was too worried about what he had seen and his own fate to even acknowledge them. Eyes burning into the boy who retreated away from the line, he almost would've missed the professor calling him for his turn. "," he muttered, already bracing himself for what was to come. The cabinet shook a few times, almost as if, no he was sure, somebody was trying to break out of it. A few seconds of silence followed and then it happened; the door swung open and the boggart immediately fell to the floor, hand clutching at one of the multiple stab wounds in it's chest, blood dripping past it's fingers and onto the floor below them. It's face was very similar to his own and it was hard not to choke out a sob when it spoke.

"You left me. How could you leave me?"
"I can't do this," Valentine growled, expression quickly flowing between anger and panic.

"Yes you can. You've done it before and you can do it again," the professor encouraged, him and like many others in the room, watching with caution.

The body started pulling itself closer towards Valentine, it's eyes glaring with something stronger than disgust.
"Don't you dare try to bring me back. The second I lay my eyes on you, I'll slit your--"
"Riddikulus!" The male shouted, wand pointed straight at it as tears formed in his eyes, blurring his vision but still being able to make out that it had worked. His boggart had transformed into their professor who then proceeded to slip over spilt water and throwing all his papers into the air, a wet floor sign right in front of him.

The class laughed again, some even going as far as dropping to the floor to mimic what happened. Valentine glared one last time at their professor and moved out of the line. "I hope he's ing happy," he spat under his breath and to no one in particular, angry tears falling freely from his face.
- ❛ ʀ ❜:alistair di angelo。⁰⁴ 3 years ago
@- ❛ ʀ ❜:valentine fluor。⁰³ It felt silly to be having a class on boggarts once more, though, it could be said that the boggart could change over time depending on the individual's own fears. Perhaps it was necessary to remind yourself to be brave in the face of your worst fear, Alistair thought to himself. When Alistair had been first exposed to the creature, it took the form of a giant snake that attempted to curl around him. As per the professor, he used the spell to change the creature's form into something silly, and he chose to turn it into a giant birthday party streamer.

"Mr. Di Angelo, you'll be going first this afternoon." Of course, he thought to himself. Regardless, there was little to fear within the wardrobe. It was simply a mimic of sorts that would change its form into a giant snake, and Alistair would just turn it into a bundle of balloons. Simple. "Prepare your wand." The professor instructed while turning the knob to open the wardrobe.

However, what crawled out of the mahogany cabinet was not at all what he had expected. Instead, a young woman with long, wavy, brunette hair stood before him. She had Ravenclaw robes on, and there were tears streaming down her face. Her arms were outstretched towards Alistair, insinuating that she knew him, and would even seek him out for comfort. "Please don't let me die, Al. I should have listened to you!" She cried out, beginning to make hesitant steps towards him.

The entire room fell silent as Alistair hesitated. There was a pained expression on his face, and he closed his eyelids. Perhaps he was trying to mentally remove this moment from his memory to ensure that there was no lasting trauma, or maybe he simply could not look at his past lover again--not like this. "Riddikulus...." He muttered as his eyelids opened, aiming his wand directly at the boggart. Her humanoid form shifted, growing older until it looked like Headmaster McGonagall adorned in clown makeup with a matching outfit. Finally, a honk to her rubber nose is what ended his turn with the boggart as he shuffled to the side of the classroom, sinking down into a chair, burying his face into his hands.

"Mr. Fluor, it's your turn." The professor spoke, breaking up the roars of laughter.
- ❛ ʀ ❜:alistair di angelo。⁰⁴ 3 years ago
@- ❛ s ❜:emerald de lisle。⁰⁴ Alistair's under-eyes were discolored and spoke volumes about his mental state; he had pulled another all-nighter to try and cram for an upcoming exam--which he had done so successfully, but it was evident in his demeanor, and he'd kill to just go lie down. Alas, he would risk falling behind in his Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and he couldn't have that--especially considering it was his favorite course.

The professor paced back and forth in front of the class, resting their hands upon their desk. The word "Legilimency" was etched in white on the chalkboard. "Legilimency, students, is the act of navigating through the many layers of a person's mind and correctly interpreting one's findings. The counter to this magic is called Occlumency, which is used to shield one's mind from the invasion. Today, you'll experience each first hand." Alistair felt his throat go dry at the thought. He lifted his fist to his lips to stifle a cough as he attempted to clear it, and he looked around nervously for someone that he would trust to 'invade his thoughts.' The professor's words faded into nothing but a mere tickle in the back of his brain as his head quickly surveyed the room, looking for any source of comfort or familiarity, yet he was gravely disappointed.

"Mr. Di Angelo..."
The utterance of his name brought him back to clarity and he glanced up at the professor that was now standing directly in front of him. "Your partner for today's lesson with by Miss De Lisle." The words were spoken with such confidence that Alistair had no moment to protest, and instead, he turned to face her with a look of utter defeat. It was clear that he was not at his best, and therefore, he assumed that any attempt to reflect her magic would prove to be futile.

"It's nice to see you again." He mustered, sitting down in front of the slytherin prefect.

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s 2 years ago
So...
wonholic 2 years ago
got my bg ready now... ahah... rubs hands
preciosa 2 years ago
ohmygod- my hose ;;u;;
vanitas 2 years ago
:eyes: at announcement
ubebread 2 years ago
respectfully staring at the latest announcement!! o.o
venitempus 2 years ago
am I dreaming rn? I will sob, I am not joking.
breedable 2 years ago
O O
SeHYUNG 2 years ago
Stares at the announcement
MaleWifey 2 years ago
is raven deleted or deactivated? ;u;
hippie 2 years ago
hey there ^^'
i'd really, really love to join but first i gotta know-
i can only play , is that okay? my brain just won't let me do straight things...? ;;
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