Class B - Class One: Introduction

[Professor Calista Rue]

It was the last period of the day beyond those who signed up for Astronomy and would later meet up at the top of the Astronomy tower. The afternoon sun had warmed the castle stone, though the bitter autumn air threatened to cool it. This didn't exactly apply to the Ancient Runes classroom however, despite the fact that it resides on the fifth floor of Ravenclaw Tower, where the stone and air was warm and inviting.

The first thing one would find upon walking into the classroom is the music of a chimes softly touching the air as the doors swing, the low light that is shown wavers only slightly from the many candles that scattered about the room on any surface available. Candles were needed for large, heavy, black, velvet curtains were pulled over the large windows, blocking out the hazy afternoon sun.

The stone walls were adorn with pictures of Norse gods and runic literature. Old Anglo-Saxon kings peered down from their places on the walls at the patrons of the room, remembering faces. The tables were pushed back along the far wall, wooden chairs stacked neatly at their sides to make room for the display of deep royal purple velvet cushion seated at the center of the room.

Odd furniture that looked to belong to any eastern and northern European country decorated the room space, reminding one of the odd pieces that adorn Miss Ivy's hair. Some of these items held magical properties while most were just for aesthetic and decorative purposes.

Upon the royal purple cushion sat the professor quietly in padmasana (lotus pose), eyes closed and hands rested on each thigh. Practicing pranayama, she was in a state of low breathing, completely relaxed to the point where it wasn't quite clear if she was even awake! The air was still, all was quiet as her abdomen slowly extended and retracted with every breath.

"You, there," she spoke to the first person to arrive. She did not move nor open her eyes, but she came from her meditation to give her orders, "In there corner is a stack of red cushions. Please move them all to form an arch before me. A half circle, if you will." With that, her lips were arrested in silence, pranayama continued. She waited. Class would begin soon.

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For his part, Cern found Runes to be interesting, if not very useful, subject. While he did well in it, he had yet to hear anything that really seemed like useful magic. Useful from his perspective, at least. So what if you could spell out phrases or do predictions about the future? How did that help a wizard running a farm who needed rock-clad predictions or he'd toss the magic and put his shoulder into his work? Nope, so far Runes had been a bust; interesting, but not useful.

Walking into the classroom he could see things had taken a strange turn. From floor pillows (which he only realized were for sitting when his eyes fell on the Professor already sitting on one) to oddball furniture shoved to the sides, but what caught his eyes was the candles. Cern, while not a big one, had an artist touch to his soul, having a grace with what he did most students didn't show half as much so he was drawn to the effect of the candles in the room. He turned, taking them all in as he swept his eyes around and then following direcitions, began laying the cushions out around the Professor.

When finished, he chose a cushion and sat down in one fluid movement. Pulling out his rune book he set it down in front of him and frowned at it, before pulling out his charms book and a piece of parchment. With his quill, he started working on his charms homework. If he managed to get a chunk of it done before class, he'd have more time with Lili later tonight before she had to make rounds...

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``Genevieve Slade Burke

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THE SOUND OF ROLLIN' DICE TO ME
is music in the air, although I don't play fair,
IT'S MUCH MORE FUN WITH LIVES ON THE LINE

If there was anything Gene disliked, it was same old same old. So far from what she had seen the Runes class would never be typical. Not only was the teacher a total freakazoid, she kept an odd classroom atmosphere. Runes themselves did have a rather difficult study and the loose atmosphere in the class did make it less stressful then many of the other classes; that was all to the good, but the weirdness factor was often on a scale of one to a hundred and prof often scored a two seventy five on the Gene scale.

Entering she noticed that she had again nailed it when it came to a class.

Rolling her eyes at the large purple cushion, as if the teacher saw herself as royal, she walked around the edges first, touching wood work and admiring the older styles of a few pieces before she aimed for a cushion. Plopping down she wondered if they would have to go without shoes again this year (she had made a point of putting on clean socks this morning with that in mind) or if the broken student toes last year had made the point stick. Honestly, why those two boys had been arguing over how heavy the side furniture was anyway...

Dropping her bag in front of her on the floor she looked around and waited for the rest to get their butts there. The typical rune pictures and symbols on the walls she expected, but she wanted something surprisingly different. Maybe she had been influenced too much by the last Divination teacher who had (rumor had it) tossed the crystal balls out the tower window and flushed the incense out of the classroom with fresh air for three days before she would let a class in there. That class she had been waiting to see again for sure...

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[Bella Walsh]

Runes.

Why did she sign up for Runes?

It was not what she needed to succeed in her career, it was not something she knew a lot about...but it was something that was interesting. Ancient civilizations were interesting as could be to her.

As she entered the classroom, her head lowered slightly as she moved to one of the large pillows close to the windows, perching her legs to one side so her skirt wouldn't mess. She drew out her books and there was mess of potions work there...herbology...defense against the dark arts...where was her runes book?

Bother...she looked up again almost panicked. How did she forget her book? This wasn't like her! She could have sworn it was in her bag at breakfast...

She left it on the table.

Her hand rose and clapped to her forehead. Really??? Where was her brain today? She may have been wise, but she hadn't grown into her wit just yet. The ghosts told her to wait until her 18th birthday, when the hormones would settle and her mind would be much sharper and ready to function.

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Artemis calmly made his way into the classroom of his Ancient Runes class. While it wasn't something that he thought he would ever really need to use, he still enjoyed the subject all the same. He loved learning about ancient civilizations, he found them to be absolutely incredible, and exciting. Yes the teacher was a little bit odd, but in his mind it made the class a lot more interesting.

Upon entering the classroom, he noticed that a few people had already beaten him there. One person in particular caused a small smile to play across his lips, and his heart to beat faster. Bella Walsh, his date to the Yule Ball and his not-so-secret-secret-crush. Quietly he made his way over to her, gently sitting down and reaching into his book bag to pull out a second textbook, handing it to Bella with a soft smile.

" Y-You left this on the table in the Great Hall. Lucky w-we have the same class right?"

[Bella Walsh]

As Bella fretted a moment longer about the book, all of her thoughts came to a screeching halt when she looked up at the person that then entered the room. A feeling of warmth and calm rushed through her at that moment and she found the smile that she was getting used to coming across her lips again. "Artemis...Merlin's beard...I'm so glad to see you. It was then that he brought out the book and her eyes widened in absolute relief. "You found it! Oh, bated breath, thank you so much! I was scared to death it was gone for good! I'm so happy, thank you!" she spoke in a jublient whisper, leaning up swiftly before she lost her nerve and kissed his soft, pale cheek. "I'm so lucky you took this class too. Thank you."

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A smile made it's way on his face as the other female told him that she was happy to see him, and he returned the gentle smile. He liked seeing Bella smile, especially when it was at him. He thought that it brought out a certain type of beauty, a certain kind of light that was unique to Bella.

" I-I'm happy to s-see you as well."

He smiled at the girl's reaction. He had figured that she had missed her book, and while it had been only by chance that he had seen her leave it behind, he was still glad that he could help her out.

" W-Well I noticed you leave w-without it, and I k--knew that we had this class together today...n-not that I s-stalk you or anything!! I-I figured that you would need it, and so I g-grabbed it before anyone else c-could..."

When she kissed his cheek, a hand went up to his cheek, resting on where she had kissed him. His cheeks turned bright red, and his expression was similar to that of a kid who had just been brought to a sweets shop.

That had been the first kiss that he had ever received from a girl.

" I-I am happy that we are in the s-same class too..."