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SilverTiger · 09-29-2012, 07:26 AM

Dreams... it seemed like there was a weird theme going in classes this term, with Divination studying dreams. The beach room in Charms could be like a dream, minus the terrifying hurricane. Now they were talking about dreams in Potions. Kendall had listened to the people who had volunteered to recall their dreams, but she herself had wracked her brain for the entire segment of the lesson to even try to remember her dreams from the night before. All she could remember was Galway and chocolate. And zombies, in one of them, but none of that was enough to actually say aloud. Maybe the potion would actually be useful. Unless she'd forgotten because she didn't want to remember. Either way, the lesson had moved on by the time she'd come to that conclusion, so she'd stayed quiet and started getting her workstation ready as they were instructed to, setting her cauldron up and starting to inspect it carefully to make sure it was clean.

She wasn't stupid, after all, even if she'd thought about exploding a cauldron just to make things interesting. She wasn't about to skip the cleaning step that was never mentioned but always ended up getting somebody yelled at for forgetting. She got distracted by Beezley entering the room, though, pausing in her preparation to cast Aguamenti to watch the exchange with wide hazel eyes. Okay, Professor Lafay really doesn't like house elves, she thought, cringing as the vial was shattered. I don't wanna witness a house elf killing. She gave Beezley credit for not having completely ran off, though. The elf was clearly (and understandably) terrified, but it didn't run off. And she murmured "Aguamenti" to start filling her cauldron with water, then lit the fire underneath carefully. If Beezley could be brave, she was going to be too. And maybe quietly start looking for the headmistress's brooch once class was over.

09-29-2012, 07:26 AM	#95 (permalink)
SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,300 Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurora Barrington Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nico Diggory-Keighley Hufflepuff Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Annika Owens-Byrne Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Noa LeCourt Gryffindor Sixth Year x5 x3	catching up (Awww, poor Beezley) Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict Dreams... it seemed like there was a weird theme going in classes this term, with Divination studying dreams. The beach room in Charms could be like a dream, minus the terrifying hurricane. Now they were talking about dreams in Potions. Kendall had listened to the people who had volunteered to recall their dreams, but she herself had wracked her brain for the entire segment of the lesson to even try to remember her dreams from the night before. All she could remember was Galway and chocolate. And zombies, in one of them, but none of that was enough to actually say aloud. Maybe the potion would actually be useful. Unless she'd forgotten because she didn't want to remember. Either way, the lesson had moved on by the time she'd come to that conclusion, so she'd stayed quiet and started getting her workstation ready as they were instructed to, setting her cauldron up and starting to inspect it carefully to make sure it was clean. She wasn't stupid, after all, even if she'd thought about exploding a cauldron just to make things interesting. She wasn't about to skip the cleaning step that was never mentioned but always ended up getting somebody yelled at for forgetting. She got distracted by Beezley entering the room, though, pausing in her preparation to cast Aguamenti to watch the exchange with wide hazel eyes. Okay, Professor Lafay really doesn't like house elves, she thought, cringing as the vial was shattered. I don't wanna witness a house elf killing. She gave Beezley credit for not having completely ran off, though. The elf was clearly (and understandably) terrified, but it didn't run off. And she murmured "Aguamenti" to start filling her cauldron with water, then lit the fire underneath carefully. If Beezley could be brave, she was going to be too. And maybe quietly start looking for the headmistress's brooch once class was over. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥