Professor Aaron McKindy

December 05, 2006 7:24 PM
First day of lessons! Aaron McKindy had spent uncounted hours holed up in the Charms classroom, Transfiguring or Charming nearly every object inside it in preparation for this lesson. It had seemed a better use of his time than trying not to alienate any more of his colleagues, anyway.

He had made the attempt to read the book assigned for the class. Truly. However, it was so dry that after no more than ten pages, he was running frantically about for something, anything, else to read. So Aaron had scrapped the Potential Lesson Plan for first and second years, turned the usual class system on its nose, and come up with something he hoped the students would find at least marginally more interesting.

Aaron was sitting on top of the oak desk at the front of the room when the first students entered. For those of them that had not glimpsed him at the Opening Feast, he was surely a sight, and those that had probably had already determined that he was quite mad. In regular jeans today, Aaron still wore the top hat made of large, transparent pink bubbles atop his longish black hair. The pink almost matched the purple shirt he wore today, though, a relative oddity.

After what seemed like most of the class had arrived, he jumped down off the desk and grinned widely at the students. When they quieted, either from fear, curiosity, or respect, he began his introduction.

“I’m your new Charms teacher, Professor Aaron McKindy. Feel free to call me Professor McKindy, Professor, or whatever else you can think of, so long as it remains respectful. No doubt you’ve noticed that a good half of your classmates are not from the year above or below you. For those of you that haven’t, may I suggest a bit of attention to detail?

“As you should also have noticed, I have removed all desks and chairs, except for my own. If you would care to have a poke at the walls, I’m sure you will also realise that the walls seem especially spongy. This is because I would prefer not to have anybody go to the infirmary today, and you will be learning spells that have the wonderful effects of moving objects (and, in some cases, people). Fourth years will be learning the Summoning Charm, first years will be instructed in the arts of levitation. First years will be partnering with fourth years.”

Here, Aaron whipped out his wand and demonstrated both charms on one of the small cushions that rested in a corner.

“There are various difficulties depending on what objects you practise the charms on. You will thus be practising on cushions, feathers, and,” Aaron grinned, removing his hat and placing it on the desk next to him, tapping it with his wand. “frogs.” The hat exploded in seventy different directions as each large, pink bubble was un-Transfigured to reveal a large, pink frog. “Have fun, and be sure to ask me any questions.”

Professor Aaron McKindy watched in barely concealed amusement as the students got to work.

OOC: A’righty. Remember, firsties, you probably cannot perform the Summoning Charm. Any attempts to do so will most likely go horribly wrong, and Aaron won’t be pleased if he catches you. For information on how the room is set up, read Setting Up the Classroom below this post. Remember that the wizarding posters will move and may offer advice or criticism, while the Muggle ones are spelled to offer advice and yell rather loudly if your character starts doing anything too out of hand. Fourth years, help your partners and try not to skin them alive. Materials are scattered in piles about the room.
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Law Cooper

December 14, 2006 4:57 PM
If there was a reason to look foward to Charms, it was because Law finally got to use his wand for the very first time ever. For this reason, more than being curious about the subject itself, Law had made sure that he had gotten an early start. After only two wrong turns, he had made it to the class five minutes early. There was no where to sit, seeing as all of the chairs had been removed, so he leaned on a wall. A really, soft, spongy wall. He jumped back and turned around to examine the wall, poking it with a finger. Yep, still spongy. It wasn't just in his head.

"Cool," he muttered, as he continued to poke at said wall.

Law didn't even realize that the fourth years were in the room until he turned around to listen to the teacher with the weird albeit cool hat make his little speech. All those older students made him feel weird, he wasn't used to being one of the shorter people in his classes, being taller than most kids his age (and heavier, but that was a different story). It made him feel less awkward, anyway.

The bad part about the fourth years being there is that they had to work with them, and Law didn't know any fourth years. All he knew were Darla, Gwyneth, and Josiah, and they were all first years, and Teppenpaws at that. Well, he thought, it's always good to make friends with people who know what they are doing.

So, mustering all of his courage, he walked straight up to one of the fourth years, "Hey, I'm Law, would you mind being my partner?"\n\n
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Catherine Raines

December 19, 2006 2:47 PM
Doing her best to ignore the hard knot of dread just above heart level, Catherine sashayed into the Charms classroom, looking clueless and smiling at the boys - well, at the two boys who she thought were at least purebloods and not off-limits. Being the class idiot could only earn you so many allowances. She glanced around, looking for the new professor, and stopped dead in her tracks, cluelessness fading into stunned confusion. The little kids were surprising enough to warrant a reaction, but where was the furniture?

Catherine looked at the floor, considering it, and decided against trying to sit. She'd be limping by the end of class - her heels were not designed for standing up in for long periods of time - but pain was definitely better than someone looking up her skirt or her getting dust and dirt and other things that people's shoes brought in all over her backside. Great. Charms was always a nightmare because of Jordanna and the necessity of not exceeding or even matching Jordanna in anything, but now it was going to be an uncomfortable nightmare. Just what she'd needed to get her year started off right.

Her eyes darted automatically to find her friend. Jordanna liked Charms, but she didn't like anything else that Catherine knew about. She surprised herself by feeling a surge of resentment. There were other people who were bad at almost everything, but Catherine was sure she had it worse than any of them, having to pretend to be bad at all of everything. It wasn't fair. If not for Jordanna, she wouldn't have to spend half her time worrying about failing her classes, wouldn't be seen as the dumbest girl - no, dumbest person in the year. Nicoletta didn't have to do this just to stay in favor.

Thinking of Nicoletta made her remember that she was in a room with all of her roommates. If she started scowling, one of them was bound to notice. Jordanna and Nicoletta would, if they figured it out, question her loyalty to the group, and Carey would blackmail her till the sun turned cold. Catherine pasted a too-bright smile on her face and raised up on the balls of her feet, trying to look bouncy instead of like she was giving the arches of her feet an already much-needed rest.

The class got even better when the verdict came down that they were going to have to work with the first years. Jordanna had adopted all of Crotalus', which meant that Catherine and Nicoletta were almost bound to get two of the three dumped on them. At least they were Crotali. That had to encode for at least a bare minimum of tolerability. Her smile faded when Jordanna wound up with multiple partners and Nicoletta wound up with a Pecari. Oh, no.

She was considering using her first attempt at the Summoning Charm to get one of the Crotali away from Jordanna when boy's voice was directed at her, introducing its owner as Law - what kind of name was that, anyway? It had to be a nickname, unless his parents were exceptionally weird Aurors - and asked for partnership. He sounded polite enough, but had offered no surname. That might not mean anything, and she was the class idiot. Jordanna probably thought she was too stupid to realize what it could mean. She smiled as nicely as she knew how. "Not at all," she said. "I'm Catherine." She considered offering to show him his spell, or at least perform hers first, but refrained. It would look too smart. "You wanna start?" \n\n
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Law Cooper

December 20, 2006 5:26 PM
"Nice to meet you, Catherine," Law smiled up at the older girl, manners driven into him by his mother so that even when she wasn't there, Law tried to be polite. Catherine seemed nice enough, although those shoes she was wearing looked pretty painful. His aunties had shoes like those, and as soon as other people were gone they'd start complaining about their poor feet. Law didn't understand why girls wore them in the first place, and was only more confused when his aunties tried to explain it. He definitely wasn't going to bring it up now, that's for sure. If his aunties could get moody when talking about the painful shoes (whatever they were called) then so could any other girl.

He looked towards the piles of objects, trying to figure out which one he wanted. The feathers were probably the easiest, being the lightest and the smallest. He felt kind of bad for the frogs, and was surprised that the teacher would let the first years work on them. What if he said the incantation wrong, and a frog died? Or grew an extra head, or lost an eye? Because, knowing his luck with school, something bad was bound to happen. And what about the cushions? Sidestepping a frilly yellow cushion that zoomed by his stomach, it looked like someone could potentially get hurt with one of those too. Even if it was soft and frilly.

Yes, feathers were good, feathers were safe. And, right about now, when he was just beginning how to do spells, safe seemed pretty nice.

"It's like a Quidditch field in here," he muttered, "Except with frogs and cushions instead of bludgers. Crazy," he shook his head, then looked back up at Catherine, "Sure, I'll start. Think I'll use a feather for my spell- I can get your object too, if you want. Feather, cushion, or frog?"
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Catherine Raines

December 31, 2006 8:46 PM
"The pleasure's all mine," Catherine said automatically, smiling back with a hint of approval. He wasn't in her own House, but Law did at least seem to have manners. That meant she shouldn't have to think too hard about how to respond to anything he said, since polite responses were largely proscribed. She pulled out her wand, careful not to let any red-painted fingernails curl under it and risk breaking them. One manicure stood no chance of lasting all the way till Christmas, but she wanted to keep it intact with minimal maintenance as long as possible.

Not that she couldn't, if it got right down to it. There were, she suspected, limits to how much idiocy Jordanna would be willing to tolerate in her lackey, and not knowing how to keep up appearances would probably blow past every one of them. She knew and felt relatively comfortable performing charms to shape her naturally blunt nails, trim, curl, and straighten her brown hair, smooth minor wrinkles from her clothes, and remove small stains from them. Apart from being useful, it also allowed her to tell the truth when she told her parents she was good at Charms. They'd never asked if the charms she referred to were the ones Bulla taught her.

If the excuse sounded thin even to her, well, that didn't really matter. They hadn't asked, and Lorenzo, bless him, had never betrayed her when her school reports were passed to him for review. Tossing her hair - curly, today - over her shoulder, Catherine made a show of examining the three objects she could Summon. It would have to be a feather, because the frogs were just disgusting and the cushions were heavy enough to look as though they took talent to work with.

She had a moment of worry when Law muttered something about Quidditch, a topic she knew virtually nothing about, but it was alleviated quickly when he went back to the lesson. "I think I'll take feathers, too," she said, forcing a light laugh. "It's sweet of you to offer, but I'll try getting mine with the charm. I don't want the professor to think I'm just standing here doing nothing." Not even the threat of losing her status had been enough to convince Catherine to break rules in front of her teachers since the robe incident the previous year. If Kijewski, the ultimate doormat, could blow up like a Potions project gone wrong, anyone could.

Pointing her wand at a randomly selected feather, Catherine took great care to look a little anxious and uncertain. It wasn't hard. Using the English word for feather was going to sound so stupid, but there wasn't much to do about it. "Accio feather," she said clearly. The feather jerked forwards and left, but came nowhere near her. "Accio!" she tried again, and this time ended up having it land on her nose. She kind of doubted it was supposed to do that, but she'd done the charm correctly. She grinned at it, pleased, completely forgetting that she was supposed to mess up. \n\n
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Law Cooper

January 03, 2007 4:40 PM
"Cool," Law exclaimed upon seeing Catherine successfully summoning her feather. Sure the boy had grown up around magic, but it never ceased to amaze him. He thought it was especially cool how she was able to make it land on her nose. The heavy eleven year-old boy decided that when he was old enough and good enough at Charms to learn the summoning charm, he would have to learn how to do that too. Of course, that was looking way ahead into the future. Meanwhile, he hadn't even cast his very first spell yet.

And before he could even do that, he had to actually get a feather to cast the levitation spell on. Yep, that sounded like it would be pretty important part of a successful class. "Be right back," he turned to Catherine before making his way to the feather pile. It was picked over by the time he got there, and the boy chose a plain looking brown feather that was about the size of his hand. But it didn't matter what it looked like to him, just that it was a feather.

Putting the feather in his pocket, he reached into his book bag on the floor and began searching for his wand. In it was an inky green pouch. The pouch was narrow and about a foot long. Fidgeting with the gold drawstrings he opened the pouch and reached in for his wand before shoving the pouch back into his book bag. The wand pouch had been his father’s idea, so that the precious instrument would not get dirty or broken. And so that it wouldn’t accidentally hit something else and cause a catastrophe. Law supposed his father had put all sorts of spells on the pouch- he just wasn’t sure of what.

Clearing his throat, the brunette boy went over the spell in his head. Wingardium Leviosa was the incantation swish and flick was the wand movement. Sounded simple enough. It was the actual carrying out the spell that would offer a problem. Getting the now haggard looking feather back out of his pocket and mentally prayed that he wouldn’t mess things up too horribly.

“Wingardium Leviosa,” he said, tentatively swishing his wand… and then what were they supposed to do? Oh yeah- flick! The feather moved just a bit, but it could have been that it moved from his breath and not magic. At least he hadn’t screwed anything up on his first attempt. That was something, right?

“Wingardium Leviosa,” he said, a little more relaxed, this time remembering to do the flick right after the swish, although the transition between movements was still a little bumpy. The feather shook a little bit, and then flipped over. It moved! Thank goodness, that means he had to be improving! He was on his way to getting the feather airborne! He was one step closer to doing the cool summoning spell like Catherine did! This was absolutely wonderful!

Catherine- she could help him! The girl was a fourth year after all, plus she seemed to be good at this stuff, so she obviously could explain to him how to improve even more.

“Hey, Catherine,” he turned to the older girl, “What should I do to get better at this- besides practice, that is?”\n\n
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Catherine Raines

January 03, 2007 10:23 PM
Catherine smiled in spite of herself, gratified, at Law's exclamation. He must not have known it was supposed to end up at her feet or in her hand instead of on her nose. What did it really matter, anyway? She'd Summoned it, hadn't she? And it wasn't like the feather was an elephant or a safe or something like that, where its landing place could have a negative impact on her health. Who knew, maybe every object in the world had a specific place where it was supposed to land.

She cut that line of thought off quickly enough. It might work in theory, but she somehow doubted she was so good that she performed the charm so perfectly on the second go that it landed in its exact designated location. She was decent at Charms when she wasn't flubbing up to make Jordanna and Nicoletta look better, not a genius. Still twirling her successfully Summoned feather between her fingers, she watched Law's two attempts to levitate his feather.

She opened her mouth, intending to offer encouragement, when Law abruptly turned and asked her for help. Her mouth closed when he asked for advice other than 'practice', the only thing she could think of immediately. "Um...you might want to practice the wand movement a little," she said, noticing that she didn't sound nearly as much like the all-knowing fourth year as she would have liked to. "Marlowe - Transfiguration, if you don't know her - is big on wand movements. You're a little unsteady on your flick. And be sure you emphasize the 'gar'." She hesitated, not wanting it to come out wrong, then said it anyway. "And be sure you're confident and believe it can work. That's supposed to be a big thing."

She smiled at him as encouragingly as she could. "You're doing fine, though, especially if you haven't done much magic yet. It takes a while to - you know - get into it." The smile became reflective. "My first Charms lesson was a nightmare. I never got the spell right, and I was so afraid Bulla - he was the Charms professor and Dep Head, then, not the Headmaster - was going to start yelling at me." In all truthfulness, it was still beyond weird, thinking of Bulla, who was, like, ten years younger than her father, as the Headmaster, never mind Kijewski as the Deputy Headmistress. It made her feel ancient, compared to these first years who might not have even heard of crazy old Marnett.

"It gets - well, maybe not easier to learn everything, but making the wand do something does." That sounded nice and idiotically lame. Maybe her first year, when he eventually heard the tales about Catherine and her friends, would think she was just a stupid person being swept along by the crowd instead of as a horrible person. She paused, not sure she really wanted to know. "Did that make any sense whatsoever?"\n\n
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