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Post by Leon R'varsheart on Jul 23, 2006 23:09:09 GMT -5
Leon smiled slightly as he sat absently at his desk, waiting for the new students to arrive. He frowned slightly. One was a fifth year, surprisingly enough. He heard she had trouble, so he put her in this class, for now. He smirked. On each desk lay a piece of parchment with only two words on it: Think Fast.
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Post by Nick Wade on Jul 24, 2006 7:34:43 GMT -5
Nick had been sleeping late.He got dressed quickly and picked up his wand ,quill, and two peices of parchment.He ran to defense against dark arts class.He glided into a desk knocking all the papers off.He hit the floor hard.The paper floated down on Nicks head.He picked it up and read.Think fast?Nick jumped up and whipped out his wand ready for battle.
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Post by Anise Paravel on Jul 24, 2006 16:17:23 GMT -5
OoC; Anise is a Sixth Year, just so you know.
BiC; Anise's heels clicked as the Ravenclaw's pace quickened; the girl tugged on the strap of her blue and grey messenger bag, her wand tucked in one of the outside pockets. In her left hand, the prefect held a slightly crumpled piece of parchment: a pass for her next class, Charms, from the DADA professor, R'varsheart, so that when she was finished with whatever he'd said he wanted her for, she wouldn't be counted as tardy. Clenching the folded piece of parchment in her hand, she fiddled absent-mindedly with her blonde braid, tugging out her wand and using a Severing Charm on one of the loose elastic strings.
As Anise entered the classroom, she looked around, her hand creeping towards her wand in a leap of panicking terror when she realized that there was only two people in the room - and one was looking around with a wand fiercely clenched in his hand. A piece of yellow parchment fluttered down slowly, so slowly that Miss Paravel was able to catch it and read it in less than half a minute.
"Think fast?"
Anise dropped her bag with a clatter on the ground, but not before pulling out her oaken wand and holding it like a sword in front of her face, intuition telling her to assume the first dueling position her friend Kara Burton had taught her in the dormitory once.
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Post by Leon R'varsheart on Jul 24, 2006 18:16:45 GMT -5
(( it said fifth in your application. mistake, I'm sure XD )) Leon smiled under the black scarf. At least they're alert, he thought. He leaped to his feet, wand coming up like a viper. He first pointed at the boy, Nick. "Expelliarmus", he muttered in his head. He whipped around, wand now pointed at Anise. Since she was a sixth year, Leon decided to use another spell instead. "Serpentsortia" drifted into his mind, but he dismissed it. Instead, he decided on something else. "Impedimenta!"
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Post by Anise Paravel on Jul 24, 2006 18:58:33 GMT -5
OoC; It did? Ah. I'll just go and fix that before I reply, then.
BiC; When Leon first stood, Anise had instinctively shrunk to present a smaller target. Now, she didn't dare stand, and instead tried to dodge the spell while casting the first one that popped into her head, which just happened to be the Shield Charm. "Protego," blurted Anise, pointing her wand in the general direction of her teacher while she attempted to hide behind a desk, her skirt unfortunately preventing herself from kneeling and preserving modesty at the same time.
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Post by Nick Wade on Jul 25, 2006 7:58:22 GMT -5
(OOC:I wonder if this a duel or we just let spells come at us?)
IC: Nick had watched Anise use protegro on the impedminta spell.Nick almost forgot about his exspelliarmus.Nick strafe left dodging the spell completely while yelling " Flipendo!"the spell aimed at Leon's feet.Nick still had his wand pointed at Leon.Nick's knee's were bent halfway.
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Post by Anise Paravel on Jul 25, 2006 13:33:42 GMT -5
OoC; I suspect a duel. I don't think in reality, a teacher would attack a student or students without reason.
BiC; Anise shifted so that she wouldn't be in Nick's way at all, tensing and standing when she felt the spell leave Nick's wand and breeze right by her, missing by mere inches. "Funuc, Furnu...Furnunculus!" Anise shrieked shrilly, pointing her wand in the same general direction Nick had in hopes that their spells would both hit. She took a breath, ready to cast another Shield Charm should it be needed. Her heart was now constantly skipping beats, and Anise had already muttered a Sticking Charm so that she could preserve her modesty (wearing a skirt while dueling had never been a wise choice on any female's part, even with stockings).
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Post by Leon R'varsheart on Jul 25, 2006 15:41:26 GMT -5
Leon smiled. No one had ever bested a R'varsheart that easily in dueling! But, he thought, they have good refelxes, at least. He flicked his wand, and said his first verbal spell of the day. "Protego!" the spells bounced off, and he decided on something more challenging. He flicked his wand at them. "Serpentsortia!" he said, and then pointed his wand at Nick. "Stupefy!" He had, during the commotion, vaulted over his desk, robes swirling around his knees. His scarf was a little less secure, but he didn't notice. "Don't think about it!" he called out. "Trust your instincts!"
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Post by Nick Wade on Jul 25, 2006 16:50:38 GMT -5
Nick yelled "Finite Incantatum ! " The spell disabled stupefy.Nick side stepped as the black and red snake advanced to anise.Nick smiled.He started to have perverted thoughts.He intended to save anise."Wingardium Leviosa ! " Nicks spell picked up the snake and threw it toward Leon.He was very close to anise."You okay?"His voice was calm , but romantic.He smiled barely showing his ultimate pearly whites.
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Post by Anise Paravel on Jul 25, 2006 20:32:00 GMT -5
OoC; Don't bother with Anise, Nick. xD She's absolute rubbish in bed (joking, joking).
BiC; Anise nodded curtly, for all the world a mini McGonagall, refraining from informing him she could have done that herself and missing his face by inches as she twisted her head sharply, moving away from Wade to that she could point her wand at Leon and cast a spell.
"Incendio! Mobiliarbus chair!" she yelled, a jet of blue flames spurting from the tip of her wand in the general direction of her teacher, followed by a Motion Charm that sent a chair R'varsheart's way, if a slightly wobbly one.
Instincts...If Nick hadn't helped me with that serpent I'd slap him right now for trying to flirt with me in the middle of a duel. I can't believe he's in Gryffindor!, she thought, despite the fact she still blushed at Nick's attempted "conquests." She wasn't a girlish virgin trying to procure a boyfriend; rather, although she was a virgin, the Ravenclaw would have preferred it if her House's female members didn't have a reputation for being "wonderful in bed." Especially the older ones like Giselle Kellic, a Seventh Year red-head. If Anise hadn't been against swears, she would have certainly sent a few choice words in Miss Kellic's direction now and then.
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Post by Nick Wade on Jul 26, 2006 8:31:23 GMT -5
Nick was determined to get at least a kiss from anise.He smiled again.Nick waited for Leon to act on the three objects heading toward him.Suddenly nick had an idea.He yelled at Leon."Hey!Taste this!Nox!"Suddenly the whole room was dark.Nick leaned over to anise and kissed her on the cheek.He had never done it before.He turned bright red.His face burning.
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Post by Anise Paravel on Jul 27, 2006 19:57:25 GMT -5
Anise froze, more from surprise than comtemplation of a fitting punishment for such a...Well, disturbing and rash act. She was embarassed to find, however, that she was blushing furiously, her face a mix of plum purple and crimson red that had already spread from one cheek to the other. The fact was, Miss Paravel was not only a virgin but also a girl who had never been kissed past a good-night kiss from her mother or father: she'd never had a boyfriend either; her constant work and turmoil had seen to that.
Raising her empty left hand to gently touch the spot where Nick had kissed her - pecked, really, but it had the same effect on the stunned Ravenclaw - Anise lowered her other hand, before glaring at where she thought he would be in the darkness; and in a fit of rash anger in which thoughts such as "How dare he!" and "My god!" both swept through her head.
In the end, unfortunately, her frustration won out in an appeal against the side of her that actually felt sunshine-like warmth due to the kiss. Voting for a more witch-like approach, Anise's blue eyes blazed for a moment before she raised her wand, pointed to the spot where she thought Nick would have been and muttered a spell under her breath: the Full Body-Bind. "Petrificus Totalus," she muttered angrily, breathing heavily when she felt the spell leave her wand.
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Post by Leon R'varsheart on Jul 28, 2006 5:58:26 GMT -5
Leon rolled his eyes. "Lumos" he muttered. "Twenty points from Gryffindor, Mr. Wade", He said pleasantly, waving his wand to undo the bind. "Let me catch you doing that again in my class and it's a detention. You're free to go. Ms. Paravel..a moment with you?" he turned, tsking slightly at his singed robe ankles. He sat at his desk, waiting patiently for Anise's reply.
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Post by Nick Wade on Jul 28, 2006 8:23:48 GMT -5
"Twenty points from Gryffindor, Mr. Wade" At that nick felt as if one million pounds of golden bricks had crushed his head to pieces.His face went extremely pale.His eyes wide eyed."Sir.....is there any way i could....uh....do something to er...gain twenty points please."Nick's voice was full of pleading , normally he was only faking , but this time he felt that he was going to do whatever it was to gain those points.He knew ALL teachers would put him through alot of work for the twenty points , but he knew that if he didn't get the points back somehow , his gryffindor pride would become easily corrupt."Please sir I will do ANYTHING."Nick was being ultimately sincere.
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Post by Anise Paravel on Jul 28, 2006 15:09:21 GMT -5
Anise blushed, looking down as she felt her cheeks burn furiously despite the cool temperature in the classroom that seemed to be more fit for the early days of summer rather than the fall which was quite evident due to the slowly forming mass of dull brown and orange forming amongst the leaves of all the trees: even the old Whomping Willow near the Owlery was quickly gaining foliage of a beautiful red and orange watercolor.
"Yes, sir," she managed to mumble, affixed now on her braids, which were now quite disheveled, as she muttered a spell that would set her hair to rights; while she did so, the girl made eye contact with neither Wade nor R'varsheart.
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