Class 4: First Years

[Queety White]

This is exactly why we have two teachers per subject, Queety thought as she walked toward her HOM classroom. If one of us can't make it on time, the other can easily fill in. Glad that she had created such a friendship with Den that they could easily do favors for each other, Queety unlocked the classroom. The poor first years; they had class first thing in the morning. Queety was glad that she didn't have to deal with waking up so early since she was a fifth year.

She came into the classroom and opened all the windows to let in the nice autumn breeze. Then she went over to the board and wrote:

History of Magic
Class 4: Year 1
TA: Dennis Gregory

Please take a seat. Mr. Gregory will be here shortly.

Then Queety sat on top of the desk and sipped her tea, waiting for some students and eventually Den to arrive.

[ransley]

Pierce strode into the class room, his hair tossled. Obviously, he had just barely gotten up. He quickly read the words on the board, taking his seat.

[rena]

First day of school. Always fun, what with the rushing and forgetting... Not Rena, though. She was prepared. Everything was organized and ready to go!

...Except her.

"Come on, wardrobe! Cooperate, darn it!" Clothes scattered all over the floor, Rena dug through her suitcase for something to wear. "Yes! Finally!" She threw on a fishnet tunic over a corset top. Throwing on her Gryffindor cloak, she grabbed her History of Magic textbooks and her parchment paper and headed out of the dormitory.

Her pace was a slow jog. Not too much of in a hurry; after all, she had plenty of time left... from what she knew. 'Just don't worry about it,' she told herself.

Finally, she made it to the door. Inhaling deeply, she pushed open the door and stepped inside. Looking to the teacher, she smiled and raised a hand, saying "Yo!" in greeting. She then proceeded to take a seat near the fron of the class, next to the wall.

[den]

Bloody Hell. First Years in the morning. Twenty minutes late because of a meeting with Professor Potter. He moved into his room and looked around. He moved to his desk and slammed it. "Damn it!" He whispered. "You know Queety it's been like this for a week now. I get like five students a lesson." He said shaking his head.

"I'll wait for the next couple and I'll start." He sighed.

[Queety White]

"Well, that's weird," Queety muttered. "But I would be greatful for it. Wait until next term. We'll be back to having tons of first years flooding through. Ever since the Headmistress decided to bump everyone up a year, it seems like things are so out of wack. Isn't your second year class the huge one right now? That could actually be a good thing."

She shrugged and then headed out the door. "Well, I'll see you later, Den. Good luck with your class," she yawned. "I'm going back to sleep."

[den]

Dennis laughed a little. "I do have a ton of Second Years yes, umm okey dokey see you later," "Okay let's wait for new students." He said looking at the student he had now. One student. No two. He sighed. This was going to be rough. Let's go Dennis you have to do this good!

[faline]

Faline hurried to History of Magic, knowing she was running late. As she entered the room, though, there were only two other students. Her confusion showed on her face. She looked around for some sign that she hadn't already missed the lesson and saw the board. They usually taek that down after class starts, so I guess I'm not late.. She walked up to the front row and took a seat on the end. She didn't like sitting in the middle anymore. Faline waited for class to start.[/font]

[Pierce James]

Pierce was jittery. Nervous, however you want to put it. This was his first class at Hogwarts. History of Magic, and so early, too. He had just woken up, he didn't need a lecture to make him go back to sleep D:. Ah well. It wasn't like he'd miss more than he already had. It was half way through term, and he knew if he wanted to move up a year, he'd have to work his arse off to pass. ._. Fun fun.

Pierce walked into class with a slow gait, peering inside the doorway before walking in and taking a seat. There were only three other people there. Not much of a class, hm? Hopefully it would start soon. He didn't like being new and sitting awkwardly in the middle of a class of strangers. It'd be nice if the Professor [or teacher's assistant, rather] would start the class. =]

[den]

Dennis smiled being glad some student's arrived. Good! He was cool now with everything. He sighed a little and went up to start. "Hey everyone my name is Dennis and I'm your T.A" He smiled. "So since were near the exams I'll just write the facts I've done over other lessons and give them too you so you don't fall back." He nodded and grinned.

He moved to the chalkboard and wrote.

Ancient Egypt Facts

Ancient Egypt was started only with witches who were the queens of Egypt. They made there slaves which were muggles and some wizards work hard. Though the wizards were not allowed to speak of there powers or the witches would punish them. At that age there was no such thing as a Pure-Blood. Half-Bloods lead the age. Then a son of a goddess named King Tutankhamen became king at age nine. He was the first Pure-Blood. This is the point in life where the Pure-Blood line develops.

Basically now King Tutankhamen gave the ability for wizards to become Kings but only the strongest of the all or the smartest. See what happens if that King Tut was not ordinary king. He was a respectful one who treated his slaves well. In fact he didn't like calling them, 'slaves.' it was usually 'Royal Servants.' is which he spoke.

Then the tragic happened. He died. ----

He put the chalk down waiting for the class to copy.

[mileena]

Putting her hair in a loose ponytail Hannah grab her things and ran to class. She knew she was late, it wouldn't have happened if she hadn't forgotten her book. Slowly down has she turned down a hall she reached the door in a few seconds. Half out of breath she walked in. Giving the professor an apologetic look she took a seat among the others. Once she got her things out she jotted down the notes has fast has she could.

[den]

Looking at the time it was getting late. Very late. Almost time for lunch. He clapped his hand and said, "Okay it's getting late everyone we need to start getting ready to leave. Finish up and please leave my class. Remember your notes next lesson we will do something fun. At least I hope for it." He nodded.