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s•u•n•s•h•i•n•e «§KENZ§», Charms Master
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Apr 24, 2012 11:03PM
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{It isn't? *tear*}"Would you rather have Demas confront her?" Claritza countered. She was good at proving a point.
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"Are you sure?" she asked, dubiously, "I don't want the next headline in the Prophet to be 'Maimed female body found in the catacombs of Hogwarts!'"[~~~~]
Brenda was rushing to class with Ani's brother, Sean.
Claritza rubbed her shoulder somewhat fondly. She wanted to apologize, but simply... simply couldn't, so she slowly made it to the classroom. She whispered 'Flagrate' and wrote 'Sorry' in the air before making it to her seat.
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Brenda nodded, "Okay, I'll follow you."
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"Brenda," she replied, slightly smiling. A warning flag came up when she saw Tristin Baelin was sitting not too far from her. She hoped he hadn't noticed her.
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"Oh, yes I do..." she smiled, then noticed the similarities in their appearances, "Are you related?"[~~~~]
Darin seemed to be very interested in the copyright page of his potions textbook.
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Claritza shuffled her feet and hummed a tune in her head.
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"Yeah, she's my sister."
"That's cool. I don't have any brothers or sisters,"
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"So, what has Ani told you about me?"
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{Tristin wouldn't recognize Brenda because she isn't green right now}Claritza had her nose in a book. It was The Great Gatsby by Scott Fitzgerald. She was throughly enjoying it at the back of the class, happily taking her mind off her whole fiasco with Tristin.
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Brenda waited for an answer to her question from Sean.
{She looks like a completely different person.}
"Pardon my next actions, but my hair is really bothering me," Brenda said to everybody in the room, but mostly Sean. Her hair was transformed into a neat, brown bouffant.
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"What? I'm a metmorphmagus! Perhaps the only one in the school, but... there are some elsewhere," Brenda shrugged.
Claritza continued reading, This is a valley of ashes--a fantastic farm where ashes grow like wheat into ridges and hills and grotesque gardens; where ashes take the forms of houses and chimneys and rising smoke and, finally, with a transcendent effort, of men who move dimly and already crumbling through the powdery air. Occasionally a line of gray cars crawls along an invisible track, gives out a ghastly creak, and comes to rest, and immediately the ash-gray men swarm up with leaden spades and stir up an impenetrable cloud, which screens their obscure operations from your sight.
{You do? I've never read it, but the plot seems interesting. Look at us... using Goodreads for what it was made for :P}
{Cool! You wanna throw a wrench in the RP plot?}
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{@LittleD BOOM! Sudden outburst of dragonpox. Dragonpox is particularly tricky for metamorphmagi as they lose control of their appearance if they catch it.}
{Could I RP the Prof.?}Hearing footsteps coming down the hall, Claritza slid her book under her cauldron.
"Good afternoon, class," Professor Prince greeted her students with a cheery smile, her night-black hair tucked in neatly under the brim of her pointed hat. She flicked her wand at a piece of chalk and had it write Herbicide
Ingredients:
-Flobberworm Mucus
-Spike of Lionfish
-Horklump Juice
"Since it's Springtime, I thought it would be a good idea to brew a potion that could get rid of those nasty weeds in the garden, hm? Now, open your Magical Drafts and Potions textbooks to page 379, then make a que and fetch your ingredients from the cupboard."
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Claritza smiled widely, she loved potions class. The girl rapidly flipped through the pages of her book until she reached the proper one, then stuck her wand in her ponytail for safe keeping. She merrily made her way to the front of the line and collected her ingredients.
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Darin lazily flipped to page 379, slowly got out of his seat and ambled over to the line, seeing the professor taking class attendance out of the corner of his eye.
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Brenda wasn't overly fond of potions, in all honesty, she was pretty sure that Claritza was the only first year who got giddy at the sight of an 'ingredient' list. Nevertheless, she didn't hate the class. She turned quickly to the proper page and watched Claritza nearly drop her bottle of Flobberworm mucus as she collected her own ingredients.
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Professor Prince smiled at Claritza's enthusiasm as she placed little bags of Standard Ingredient on each of her pupil's desks.
"Now," Professor Prince clasped her hands together as Tristin, the final student in line, made it back to his desk and was sitting behind his cauldron, textbook, ingredients, mortar and pestle like everybody else. The one difference was that he was scratching his arm like a mad man. She dismissed it as a springtime rash that would easily be put to rest by one of the anti-itch potions she'd brewed in order to get ready for the warming weather."Right, then" she said, picking up the textbook and looking at it for reference, "Since we all have pewter cauldrons, this is going to take 45 minutes. Now, everybody look into your books and begin adding your Spikes to your mortar."
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Claritza eagerly looked at her book and whizzed through the steps, waving her wand before most of her classmates were done crushing the Spikes and the Standard Ingredient. She smiled pleasantly.
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"The herbicides kill or damage plants, Ani. Next time, please raise your hand before asking a question, as it's rude to speak out," the professor turned to Tristin, "Are you alright Tristin? Your one of my best students, is something wrong?"[~~~~]
Claritza's ears perked up at the sound of Tristin's name. She put down the book she was reading and leaned forward in her seat.
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"Do you like Potions?" Sean asked Brenda as they began working on the potion. He liked the class, generally, but some days...
Brenda shrugged, "Not particularly, but I don't hate it, either."[~~~~~]
Darin looked at Ani reassuringly, "Hey, don't feel down, I've been told of by Prince thousands of times. At least your in her house."
"Oh, my," said the teacher as Claritza gave a sharp inhale, "I'm not very knowledgeable when it comes to illnesses, but that doesn't look to good. I'll have somebody take you to Madame Pomfrey," She patted the boy fondly then inquired to the class, "is anyone done the first stage of their potion?"Claritza's hand shot up like one of NASA's rockets
"Brilliant, come, Claritza," the teacher prompted, "You'll be taking Tristin to the Hospital Wing. I can finish up your potion. Is that alright?"
Claritza suppressed a grin and nodded, "Mmhmm!"
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"Did you just see that?" Sean asked Brenda, seeing the same thing as his sister. "Is that normal?"
"I don't think so," she replied, a look of horror on her face. She did not like being around sick people.[~~~~~]
Darin followed Ani's gaze and tried his best not to laugh. The boy was sneezing sparks! How funny!
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{Should I give in to Tristin?}Claritza gave a sharp inhale at his quick flash of green hair and Professor Prince opened her mouth, about to speak.
Brenda was working on her potion and Darin was still trying not to laugh.
{Hahaha}The teacher caught Claritza's attention and sent her out through the doorway, "Shh," she said, smiling.
Claritza nodded eagerly and strode to catch up with Tristin, "'Ey, boy-oh," she said, "Are you okay? Your hair went green there for a sec."
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Tristin's comment only made Darin laugh harder. Professor Prince told him off for it, explaining that it was likely the boy had dragonpox.
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"Your eyes are purple, Tristin! Something's dreadfully wrong!"[~~~~~~]
Professor Prince looked at Ani in a melancholy way, "Dragon pox is a potentially fatal contagious disease."
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Darin stopped smiling and Brenda suddenly became interested, her eyes became orangey-brown with a worry.
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"Not in its early stages, so none of you will get it. After about two days it becomes contagious, so Tristin with need to be in a quarantined part of the Hospital Wing," the teacher sighed. And here she thought the day was getting boring.
She didn't know what to do and grabbed his sleeve and tugged him to the Hospital Wing.
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