September 2nd, First day of classes
Lucas Searoby
Slytherin / 17 / Male / Half-Vampire
Tags: Open Location: History of Magic classroom
The feast last night had been lost on Lucas, who had immediately slunk off to the hospital wing for his first dose of blood all summer. Today, he looked much more lively than he had on the train. His skin no longer had the appearance of dry, white paper, but of smooth marble, pale and vibrant. His black hair was no longer limp and lifeless, but an array of curls that shone in the filtered sun through the windows. And his eyes, black as ever, were filled with the hope of a new year; of never returning to that retched orphanage ever again.
He strode up the hall, his black school robes billowing behind him. The thin young man was approaching his first class: History of Magic. He didn't mind the subject, although the professor could stand to make it a little more interesting. He had already read through the entire textbook, mostly so that he could let his attention wander during class without risking his perfect grades.
Lucas silently entered the classroom and took an empty chair towards the back. His fellow seventh year Slytherins were slowly filling in and opening their books, unpacking their bags, and wetting their quills.
Rowan Blackhoof
Herbology Professor / 26 / Male / Satyr
Tags: Open Location: Advanced Greenhouse #3
Professor Blackhoof stood patiently in his greenhouse, awaiting the arrival of the 6th year Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors, who had double Herbology with him this bright and crisp morning. The sun shone through the greenhouse glass, except for a short portion that had been covered with a tarp. Beneath the shade provided sat many deformed, and frankly hideous, plants. The gnarled little trees sported spikes and sparse leaves. The branches, thin and finglerlike, flailed if the table was bumped. Venomous Tentacula was on the lesson plan for the next couple of days. Rowan would teach the students how to handle it, what it's uses were, and what to do should they ever encounter it.
He had set aside a few dragonskin gloves for those who may have forgotten theirs, for they would be required for the handling of these plants.
Aurelio Vandershod
Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor / 32 / Male
Tags: Open Location: DADA classroom
Aurelio was nervously flitting about the classroom, ensuring that everything was in order before his first class would appear. He had to force himself to sit down at his desk and look somewhat dignified as their feet came scuffling up the hallway. Students began to pour into his classroom, but Aurelio's eyes were glued to the lesson plans for today. Finally, when the last of them had filed in, he looked up and smiled.
"Hello class. Welcome to the Defense Against the Dark Arts. As you know, last year's professor had a very unfortunate accident, and I will be taking her place this year." He stood. "My name is Aurelio Vandershod, but Professor Vandershod will do." He pretended he didn't hear the few murmurs exchanged among the youngsters. "Today, we will be going over the basics to refresh your minds, just if case they became foggy over the summer." He smiled pleasantly. "Now, please open your books to page 15, and we will begin."