Winter Term Newts Class

Khaat took a sip of her coffee from her large stoneware mug and turned to Archangel who sat perched on the back of her chair. She fed him a bite of cooked chicken and then conjured a number of miscellaneous items--a stuffed toy, a feather, a glass lamp, a stack of books, a Christmas tree, and a trunk.

Then she went to the board and wrote "Mobiliarbus" on the board.

Eugene walked into the classroom."Hi Teach" He said as he went to sit in his seat.

"So ,What will We be learning about today"?he wondered.

Scorpius had a bit of a climb, going from the dungeons to the third floor, nevertheless he seemed quite early, there was only one other person in the class. "Good Morning professor," he said, sitting down at his seat.

"Hello," Khaat smiled, trying not to laugh a little at his informal greeting. Ske liked it, actually. "Well, I want to start with learning to move things from one place to the other--hopefully without dropping and damaging them."

As the second student entered, she smiled and said, "Hello. Welcome."

Dora winced as she finally reached the charms class. Her ankle hurt more than she expected but thankfully the pain didn't show on her face. Dora blamed the shoes she'd picked up from some shop in London. She had obviously gotten the wrong size but since the trip and fall she'd just had, Dora had swapped her 'proper' shoes for a pair of knee-high, lace up converse shoes. They looked strange on the redhead's feet but she wasn't thinking about the weird looks she was getting from pure-blooded students, she was more worried about her ankle and getting to her class. Dora doubted they knew who she was anyway.

Dora opened the door of the classroom and stepped inside. She closed it behind her and smiled at her Professor before walking through and sitting next to a Slytherin who she vaguely recognised from dinner in her ... third year? She wasn't sure but she was sticking by the rules she always taught herself.


That was how Dora liked it and soon the class would fill and that would mean that she wouldn't have to worry about being noticed or spoken to. She liked it better that way. "Good Morning, Professor Lupin." Dora said finally after getting her books out. "I hope you are well." There, a simple greeting and question that she didn't expect to be answered. She didn't need to say anymore.

"Good morning," Khaat smiled. "I am very well, thank you. I hope you are as well." Archangel squaked for attention, and Khaat went over and took a piece of chicken out of the plastic container on her desk and gave it to the tall, young bald eagle who snatched it eagerly out of her fingertips and swallowed it. Khaat gave him a couple of strokes on his head.

"For those of you who haven't met this boy here, this is Archangel," she said. "This is my very unusual owl. He's friendly, and you're all welcome to make friends with him when you have time. He goes almost everywhere I go."

Amelia was anxious as she made her way downstairs for charms, worried because feared she would be late for class. She had left her watch somewhere and she hadn’t been able to locate it. It was highly uncommon for Amelia to misplace things, as she was an extraordinarily neat person, but these days she had several more things on her mind than she would have liked to. Between battling death eaters and fighting her feelings, Amelia’s mind was not as orderly as it was known to be.

Entering the charms classroom, Amelia kept her head down, as she usually did, avoiding the attention of her classmates. She took a seat next to a redheaded girl who looked to be about her age, setting her books on the floor and pulling out the necessarily supplies for the class. It seemed Amelia was not late for class, and thus she took her time spacing out her books, parchment, and quills. Once her desk had been situated, Amelia let her eyes rise to the blackboard, but before she was able to read what was written on it, she noticed a familiar face at the head of the classroom that distracted her attention.

The woman sitting behind the professor’s desk was the very same person she had met in Madame Puddifoot’s tea shop not two days earlier. Khaat Lupin would have been unmistakable by herself, but the Eagle gave it away if there was any doubt. Amelia quickly ducked her head and averted her eyes, both hoping not to be caught staring and to avoid the attention of the woman she now understood to be a professor. She then mentally began running through anything and everything that had happened in the tea shop and felt heat and colour rising to her cheeks in embarrassment.

Stupid, stupid, stupid… Amelia mentally chastised herself, now knowing she had cast experimental magic in front of a woman who had more than enough power to punish her, and control of her grade in a very important class.

"Good morning," Khaat said to the latest arrival, who she recognized at once as Amelia. She saw Amelia's attempt at avoidance and she could understand after than somewhat unconventional resolution to the problem with the deatheaters in the teashop. Khaat wanted her to lose her anxieties and to feel at home in the classroom. While she waited, she conjured a basket of chocolate bars for her first demonstration and left it on her desk.

Hafiz entered the class with a great smile. He don't know why he smile but he just feel like want to it. He saw a few student had arrived, and smile to them. Hope they do not think that he is a lunatic or something. Hafiz take a sit on an empty chair. He seems not to know anyone in the class. So he just act friendly.

"Good morning," Khaat said to the friendly young man who had entered. She had no idea how many more students were coming, but she decided to wait a few more moments.