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Topic Started: Sep 11 2009, 12:20 PM (17 Views)
Devly Thirteen	Sep 11 2009, 12:20 PM Post #1
Newbie Posts: 1 Group: Members Member #15 Joined: September 7, 2009	:) This was written for the extra credit portion of assignment one. Please assume that all text in italics is written. Any resemblance to historical or contemporary persons is entirely coincidental. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [a young first year girl runs down a darkened corridor at Hogwartz; her hair is dark red-brunette and falls to midback; she is 5'7" tall with amber eyes and tanned skin; she is clothed in a Ravenclaw uniform in a stage of disarray from her running] D13: Oh no! I can't be late for my very first class! [labored breathing] [she reaches a corner and turns hurriedly, running into a boy; the boy is 6'3" tall; he has pale skin, dark eyes, and flame-red hair pulled back into a ponytail which trails to his shoulders, and is obviously older than her; his tie shows he is from Slytherin house, but he is wearing no outer robes] D13: [stops her running] I'm so sorry. But, is this the way to Transfiguration? Boy: Um... [still looks a little stunned] ...Yeah, I think so... D13: Thanks! [she gives a small waves then tears down the hallway towards the room she can see coming quickly closer] [the door is of dark wood, tall and wide enough to fit three or four students] D13: [intimidated] Better late than never... [pulls on the heavy door, which finally gives way] [the class is nearly full, with only one spot left open in the very back by a Gryffindor girl; the Professor stops talking when the door closes shut magically behind her] Prof: Well, it's nice of you to join the class, Ms...? D13: Thirteen, Professor. Devly Thirteen? [hesitant] Prof: Ah. Have trouble finding the classroom, did you? [the Professor is a young gentleman with spiky blonde and light brunette hair who scarcely looks old enough to teach a class; he is 6' tall and athletically built with tannish skin; he is clad in sky blue robes and twirls his wand while speaking in an old habitual gesture] D13: Yes, sir. I'm sorry. [looks abashed] Prof: Well, that's just fine. Have a seat there, by... Err, you. [gestures with his wand at the girl by the empy seat] What's your name again? [the girl looks up at the Professor with wide eyes] Girl: I'm Rianne, sir. Rianne Roebuck? [Rianne is 5'2" tall; her skin is fair, and her face is dusted with freckles; her eyes are hazel-green, but her hair is a pure red, falling in curls neatly tucked into a braid that cascaded down her back to touch the seat of her chair] Prof: So you are! Why... [looks contemplative] You're even in my house, aren't you? [his attention wanders back to the rest of the class] Ah, as I was saying... [continues talking] [Devly sits down next to Rianne, who watches the Professor raptly; she takes out a sheet of parchment and her quill and ink to start taking notes] Rianne: Psst... [knudges a piece of parchment towards Devly] [Devly takes the paper and reads it discreetly] Ri: <i>You don't have to take notes the first day, silly!</i> D13: <i>Are you sure? I don't want to miss anything important!</i> Ri: [reads and rolls her eyes] <i>I'm sure. You're such a Ravenclaw! haha</i> D13: [smiles] <i>And you're such a Gryffindor, trying to distract me with your jokes and fun! haha </i> [They are both startled as the shadow of the Professor falls over their table.] Prof: What's this, ladies? [picks up the parchment and scans] Class, I have just found a note. As described earlier, which poor Ms. Thirteen missed, what do I do with notes? [the class begins chanting as one "Read it! Read it!] Prof: [laughs good-naturedly to himself] Your wish is my command. It reads: Oh, my God! Our defense teacher is so good looking! Do you fancy him as well? [impersonating other voice, with expression change to fawning, big eyelashes blinking rapidly] Well, of course I do! Isn't he the greatest? And so dashing! I wish- [pauses, then turns to the class] And, that's all it says. Too bad, we'll never know the poor darling's wish! [throws a hand dramatically across his forehead] [the class is a dull roar of laughter; Rianne blushes and looks down as Devly glares at one snickering Ravenclaw boy] Ri: [whispers] I'm sorry, sir. D13: Me, too. [looks down] Prof: [chuckles] Well, don't be! This is the best note I've had for a year! [winks, then gives them back the note] Carry on! [walks off, continuing his earlier lecture] [Devly reads the note, which says exactly what the Professor read aloud] D13: How...? [looks at Rianne] Ri: [hushed whisper, with a glance at the Professor] I charmed the paper, but it didn't work quite right... It's supposed to turn any secret romance things into average things when someone else grabs the paper, but it worked the wrong way! [shakes the paper, which goes to its original state] D13: Bugger... [sighs, leans on her right hand and listens to the Professor talk] [another parchment inches towards her] Ri: <i>This one's safe! It isn't charmed. ;)</i> D13: <i>Are you sure we should...?</i> Ri: <i>Yeah, it's alright. He doesn't mind. I'm one of his lions! He's our House Dad, and off his rocker, at that. I'm sorry, by the way.</i> D13: <i>Oh, that's okay. I'd already made an idiot of myself, coming in late. If it weren't for this older Slytherin, I'd have been later!</i> Ri: <i>Ooh, an older boy? ;P What was he like?</i> D13: <i>I hardly noticed when I bumped into him... But I guess, kinda like you, but a boy, so much taller... And I think his eyes were a different color.</i> Ri: <i>Oh, that's my brother Hunter! He walked me to class; that's why he was there. You say he actually talked to you? He never speaks to first years!</i> D13: [looks puzzled; flashes back to his face] <i>Yeah, he told me I was going the right way.</i> Ri: Huh... [looks contemplative] Prof: And that, class, is the basic structure of this course. Make sure you take a syllabus on your way out the door, and review it thoroughly. And don't forget to sign the release form attached, in case you are accidentally fully or partially transfigured! [waves his wand, which sounds a bell signaling the end of class] [the class rushes out the door, save for a few stragglers, Rianne, and Devly] Ri: What's your next class? [compares their schedules] D13: It's Ancient Runes. Yours too! [points happily] Ri: Great! You can walk with me! [packs her schedule away] And Hunter. [motions behind Devly] [Devly swivels quickly to see Hunter leaning casually against the doorframe] D13: Err, hi. Um, sorry about earlier. [Hunter shifts his gaze between Rianne and Devly, then settles on looking at her] Hun: That's alright. I'm Hunter. [Devly heaves her bookbag over her shoulder] D13: I'm Devly Thirteen.


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