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Post by Shadowed Writer on Jan 10, 2006 9:37:53 GMT 10
"Homework again?" Rhea asked looking up from her own writing. She heard Ayaesha's typical reply of, 'Can't be too careful.' and rolled her eyes. Rhea of course, should have been doing her own homework being in NEWT year she had much more to do, but she always put it off for writing; which got her on the bad side of many professors. She was just a few more detentions away of beating the Weasley twins' records.
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Post by YahNe on Jan 10, 2006 10:04:32 GMT 10
"Just because you put your homework off Rhea, doesn't mean I have to." They weren't really friends, nor enemies either. Only having simple conversations like this one every so often.
Ayaesha looked at her watch and stood, muttering a, 'I'm off' she left for Potions.
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Post by fracturedprince on Jan 11, 2006 9:54:06 GMT 10
Nathe, as a result of being pushed, falls down the entrance stairs. How weird. He got up quitely, and started on picking up his books.
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Post by Shadowed Writer on Jan 11, 2006 10:33:59 GMT 10
"If we're so boring," Rhea spoke not looking up, "Why are you here?" What she was doing in her own opinion was far from boring.
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Post by eldradir on Jan 11, 2006 13:34:53 GMT 10
Emerging from his dorm ready for potions, Gabriel couldn't help at laugh at the awkward situation that had errupted over (clearly) nothing. Heading towards the door, he turned to face Nathe (who had been following him with his eyes, clearly waiting for him to say something). "Watch that third step Nathe, it's a doozy!". Noticing a few smirks appear around the common room, Gabriel turned and followed after Ayaesha with an unusualy fast pace...
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Post by Shadowed Writer on Jan 11, 2006 17:51:02 GMT 10
Rhea chuckled slightly before removing all trace of emotion from her face and continuing what she was doing; as to not show she was even paying attention to her surroundings.
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Post by fracturedprince on Jan 12, 2006 10:55:08 GMT 10
'You guys are always doing school work, but you all continue to fall behind anyway.' Nathe stated to the other, noticing their workload.
'Hey, wait you jerk,' Nathe said, extremely embarrassment. Gabriel had always been this way. Nathe could not help it, he'd being pushed.
He had to collect his books for his 1st lesson. Not mentioning that he had been in his dorm for last half hour indulging in some "extra curriculum activities".
(OOC: 5th Year Freak)
'Hey, Rhea. Aren't you meant to be heading to class?' Nathe asked raising an eyebrow, with half a smirk on his face.
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Post by Shadowed Writer on Jan 12, 2006 15:50:58 GMT 10
"I will," Rhea replied not even looking up. After finishing the paragraph she was working on she stood, put her book down, charmed it and walked into the female dorms to get her DAtDA books.
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Post by YahNe on Jan 12, 2006 15:59:52 GMT 10
Ayaesha walked down the corridor to Potions, as she arrived just in time she sighed in relief and slipped through the door.
She sat somewhere near the middle of the room and got out what she would need for the lesson barely paying any mind to anything else than what she was doing.
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Post by eldradir on Jan 12, 2006 18:05:35 GMT 10
Gabriel dashed the corridor to his first class of the day... Double potions. Double lessons were often a pain, but he was quite glad when it came to potions - a normal lesson was not nearly long enough to spend... ... Making potions ;D
He knew that he was slightly late, but failing to hear the voice of his vicious teacher yelling at Ayaesha (who had just entered the class before him), he assumed that (once again) he had gotten away with it... Besides, he couldnt get in trouble if she didnt
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Post by YahNe on Jan 12, 2006 18:27:46 GMT 10
Ayaesha read through her potions text obviously looking for the potion that was to be brewed today. Running a hand through her hair she sighed exasperatedly, what was up with this potion. She knew it, but it wasn't in the text. What - was - up?
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Post by eldradir on Jan 14, 2006 10:26:37 GMT 10
Taking a seat and gathering his equipment together, Gabriel flicked staight to the appropriate page in his text book and started reading the instructions. He had always considered himself good at potions, but this year the difficulty of the work had increased ten-fold. The recipe before him may as well have been written in a different language, and looking around the class he noticed that several other students had a similar dumb-founded look on their faces. Even Ayaesha (who typically had her potion perfect before the rest of the class had opened their books) seemed frustrated at the complexity of the task. Well, at least he wasn't the only one finding the work overly difficult, so patiently he sat back and awaited a brave (or crazy) student to ask the professor for assistance...
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Post by YahNe on Jan 14, 2006 12:26:01 GMT 10
Looking at her textbook she sighed exasperatedly. "Fuck." She muttered, though it rang clearly through the silent class - noticing this she blushed and swore colourfully under her breath as people turned to look at her.
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Post by eldradir on Jan 15, 2006 14:34:55 GMT 10
Gabriel noticed the classes attention had now been drawn to Ayaesha, who's face was now turning a violent shade of red. If no one else had the guts to ask for assistance, he may as well be the one to - there was no point sitting in a class for two lessons not knowing what to do. He raised his hand high into the air, and although he managed to grasp the attention of the majority of the already distracted class, the professor simply ignored him. "EXCUSE ME sir!" he called out, unfortunately letting slip a little too much of his pent up frustration...
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Post by YahNe on Jan 15, 2006 20:35:51 GMT 10
He already knows the page... why is he asking for help? Better yet, why can't I just ask for the book that the bloody thing's in? Bloody stubbornness. Ayaesha mentally sighed exasperatedly at her thoughts and glared at the book in front of her as she had realised earlier she had brought the wrong bloody text.
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