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Anne Wright

April 22, 2005 7:01 PM

This could be interesting... by Anne Wright

Anne rushed into Astronomy, her hair in her eyes all but blinding her. She didn't think she was late, but she was cutting it close. Her bag had came open halfway down the second story corridor, spilling her books everywhere. She should have known she couldn't expect to fit her textbooks, notebooks, a novel, and a volume of Byron's poetry all into her book bag, but she had apparently forgotten the most basic things in her long, school-less interlude since February.

She had just barely finished fishing her Astronomy book out of the jumble of books and papers in her bag when the teacher began giving her opening speech. Everything about Dione and her class creeped Anne out a bit, but that was nothing compared to the dimwits comment. Anne wondered how many times in one day it was possible to feel cornered and defensive. First the thing at the Quidditch Pitch, and now she had a teacher with a manner about as warm as winter in Anartica telling them she expected brilliance from them. Anne was used to demanding teachers and typically got along well with them, but she was also used to something vaugely akin to support from them. Still, she had handled far worse things in the past half a year than any teacher could throw at her.

She couldn't stop herself from smiling when she heard that there was a pretest. Geek that she was, she actually liked tests. Lessons weren't very easy to focus in on, but tests were rarely a problem. She would get through class trying not to zone out and then would read the chapter at home, or, since this was Sonora, in the Common Room. It had never failed her yet, and she knew a little bit about Astronomy from her elementary school and from skimming all of her textbooks before term began.

She wrote her name at the top of the paper and began considering the eleven questions written on the blackboard. All in all, she thought she'd do all right. Number one gave her a prime opporotunity to use the My Very Excellent Mother Just Showed Us Nine Planets, and two was easy.

1.Mercury, Venus,Earth,Mars,Jupiter,Saturn,Uranus,Neptune, Pluto

2.The smallest planet is Pluto and the largest is Jupiter.

She pressed the end of her quill between her lips as she considered number three. She thought she knew what it was, but she wasn't sure how to spell it.

3.elliptical

4.Venus, due to its gas clouds.

Number five gave her a pause. She could remember something to do with Greek Mythology, but had a nagging feeling that she was getting referrences confused again. Finally, she shrugged and wrote down what she thought she remembered from one of her books.

5. Europa, Io, uncertain if there are more and about the planet they orbit.

6.Jupiter

7.true

8.William Shakespeare

Anne smiled as she wrote down Shakespeare's name. She loved his writings, and in a rare bit of silliness would tell anyone who asked that her favorite was Romeo and Juliet.

Number nine was another one where she had to think. She only remembered jovian planets because of Jupiter, and she couldn't remember if they were entirely or almost entirely made of gas. She couldn't tell if she had made up the third difference out of thin air or not, but it sounded all right. A bit textbookish, but all right.

9.Terrestrial planets have some form of solid mass while jovian planets are either entirely or almost entirely gaseous. Jovian planets tend to have rings of debris around them while terrestrial planets do not. Terrestrial planets are smaller than jovian planets.

10.It turns backwards

The bonus completely baffled her, and not for the first time she wished her parents could have injected a little more of wizarding culture to their incognito life. She knew it would have been a risk, but it would have helped her immensely. She thought Famous Wizard cards were the Wizarding version of baseball cards, but she wasn't sure. Finally, she wrote down the first famous witch who popped into her head.

bonus: Morgan Le Fay.

She might not have done perfectly, but she was fairly certain that she had done well. Putting her quill back on its stand, she sat back in her seat and waited for further instructions from Professor Dione.\n\n

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Dillon

January 02, 2007 10:47 PM

This is the PROFESSOR'S cue... by Dillon

Dillon chuckled. He didn't actually think she would trade with him. But, a laugh or something out of her would have been nice. Dillon doubted that he had ever seen Lily laugh before. Not that he watched her or anything. Just something he observed over time.

"Yeah, I thought this class would be more about the history of muggle life from the magical's perspective. Or how and why the muggles use electricity. Or what a car is made from and the mechanics of it all." Dillon stated, realizing that his passion for learning was making him rambled. He rubbed the back of his head in embarassment while grinning abashingly at Lily.

"Oh yeah, she'll probably have some...or make some...or whatever she can do with that wand of her's." Dillon said, looking around for the Professor. "'Scuse me, Professor Williams, do you have any bread? You gave me a toaster, but a lot good it does me without some bread. Can we have some or go get some?" Dillon asked before turning back to Lily.

"How good is that eight ball, anyway? Is it open and honest or covert and cryptic?"\n\n

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Professor I. Linn

June 27, 2010 2:06 AM

I didn’t think you did by Professor I. Linn

OOC: Sorry this was late! I’ve been held up a lot lately, but here goes anyways!

BIC:

It seemed that Aaron McKindy was every bit as awkward as Ichabod Linn was. He ran off fast enough from Linn when he met up with him in the library. It had Linn convinced that he wasn’t cut out for the friend-making business he swore off when he got his degree.

His girlfriend hadn’t been happy with him when he told her his failed attempts over break, but she gave him enough karma to have him feeling bad about it for days. Seeing her parents, who were as anti-Divinations as a couple could get, made him wish he had some friends to go hide out with. Or at least a good acquaintance who would help him out with his problems.

Coming back to Sonora was as much of a relief as coming home from Penelope’s parent’s house. Things were back how he had last Saw them: in a school with work to be done. He was jotting down some ideas for his upcoming lessons when he Saw McKindy coming in the room holding something. A few seconds are he Saw it, he actually saw it.

“Good morning, Ichabod,” he started before he made a long-winded and very awkward sounding apology. He sounded like he was holding things back, but Linn didn’t think that prying would get him on good terms with his coleague. Linn just nodded slowly, looking down at the cookies and hoping they weren’t for him, even though he had a feeling they were. He didn’t get McKindy anything, so if he got a gift it’d just look like bad form. “It’s fine, I understand. Things come up all the time like that, don’t they?” He wanted to make a Divinations joke, but he Saw that not turning out well so he settled for clearing his throat. “Um, is everything alright now at least? Your holiday wasn’t ruined, I hope.”

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