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Liisa 
"Hey, Destiny," she said, cocking her head to the side. What WAS she doing standing sooo close to Marie? "Are you feeling okay this afternoon?" she asked.
Maybe she'd find a way to sneak in a little forehead check before class got started.
The question asked could have been answered numerous ways. For one, she was tired of dragging around dead weight, and two, she had a headache from hearing Marie complain about the rope around thier wrist. Perhaps if the girl didn't have a wrist, there would be less complaining.
But then Destiny would have to hear her friend complain about not having a wrist. Male Lawson was sooo going to get it, he was.
"I am fine!" she answered with a nod of her head.
Maybe there was a way for Professor Female Lawson to undo this CURSE. Her husband did it after all.
SPOILER!!: Kneazle Talk
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Liisa Deciding that it was time to get started, Professor Lawson cradled the kneazle in her arms and stood up from her wooden stool.
"Welcome to Care of Magical Creatures," she began. "I have something very special planned for you this year. During the summer we had a record number of baby creatures born here at Hogwarts. A lot of you have been able to care for your own baby creatures in the past." She stroked the kneazles fur gently as she spoke, eying a few of the students that still kept their creatures in the Sanctuary.
"Because I feel like you've all truly benefited from that experience, I have decided once again to open up the Magical Creatures Nursery."
"Before we can get started caring for these animals, we are going to have to learn a bit more about them. Their needs... their environment... their temperament. What type of interaction will be the most beneficial to their growth and well being?" Iliana paused, allowing them to take in what she'd just said.
"Now, just so you know, the kneazle is not the only creature will be discussing today. But since I already had Samara out... I figured she'd be a good place as any to start," she said. "I want each of you to raise your hand and give me one fact, or describe one characteristic of the kneazle."
As class was starting, Destiny took a seat next to Evelyn. Yeah, Carter was sitting behind them and no doubt Marie would be too.
She listened about the Magical Creature Nursery and she couldn't help but smile. For some really odd reason, she wanted to do it. Taking care of BABY animals! What could be dangerous or scary about that!? Hehe, of course if Destiny did this, it would mean Marie would have to do it too, and Evelyn, well, Destiny would think of a way for her to do it.
She didn't even notice the BABY Kneazle the Professor was holding until it was pointed out. Destiny sat up in her seat a little to get a closer look and let out a little 'aww'. It was sooo LITTLE and CUTE! Seeing..whatever that Kneazles name was..made her miss her cat being a baby. *sigh* Oh well. Evelyn had a kitten now. And that kneazle kitten.. Destiny raised her hand,
"They MEOW!"
Well, they did!
SPOILER!!: Mean ole' Marie
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The1HBIC Marie sat there next to Carter, behind Destiny (who she still couldn't get more than six feet away from thanks to Mean Man Lawson) listening to the professor talk about opening the nursery and students caring for baby animals. Hmm, was this going to be something they had to do or would it be by choice? She wasn't really sure if she would want to be responsible for one of the little creatures.
Thinking back to that potions class when she had been turned into part kneazle, she raised her hand, "Professor, kneazles can be occasionally aggressive, yet they can make a great pet if they like you." Yeah, she knew all too well about being aggressive, she herself had been like that when she was part kneazle.
Destiny WAS right.
And so was Male Lawson for that matter.
He had said Marie would pick
Carter over her friends and this proved it. There was plenty of room for all four of them to sit together on the bench. HMPH, Well, if Marie wanted to choose Carter..
Destiny gave a tug on the rope.