The Other Students of Hogwarts(Harry Potter RP. Boys Needed)

[QUITTING! BYE!]

Neera dragged herself into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, taking her seat in the middle of the room She brought out her textbook and laid it on the desk, then brought out a plain sheet of parchment and folded it into the shape of a bee.

[Arya.Stark]

Lucas gave a sigh as he walked down the hallway. He walked into class and took a seat. He grabbed a piece of parchment, his textbook, and a quill before looking around the class.

[PhoenixNyxia]

Morna walked out of class sighing and walked down the hall. She had hated messing up her potion but knew it was because she was stressed and had fumbled a couple of times. She stopped and sat on the steps for a bit.

[QUITTING! BYE!]

As soon as Umbridge walked in, Neera threw the paper bee into the air. It zoomed towards her and "stung" her on the temple before disintegrating into ashes. Neera smiled as students around her giggled, but she remained in a natural position, and she was never found out.

[MewSefet]

Sally blushed softly and shook her head softly. "Just a sprain. I've had worse. I should have been looking where I was going. I'm Sally by the way." She said sweetly as she looked into his eyes, biting her lower lip. She took his hand and used it as a compress around her wrist while she went through her purse for a bandage to wrap her wrist.

Zachariah 'Zac' Ledford || Ravenclaw || Sixth Year
~Age|16 || Crush|Open || Relationship|Single || Where|Hogwarts || With: Sally~

Zac noticed the girls soft blush, a small confused frown forming on his features momentarily before he nodded slightly at her assessment of her injury, the frown now a slight kind smile. He was quite familiar with injuries caused by tripping, and had a lot of experiences with sprains, being quite clumsy himself. He was usually quite graceful, though he was prone to at least one major klutz moment a day, sometimes resulting in a minor injury such as a sprain. "I should have been more out of the way," he said automatically as he didn't like others getting the blame of something that he was a contributing factor in.

{I'm not quite sure about the hand bit...}

[PhoenixNyxia]

Sally wrapped her wrist and smiled softly. "I wasn't looking, I could have run into a wall for all I was looking." She said softly and looked down. She stood and blushed again. "I'm Saline but call me Sally." She brushed off her clothing and looked up at him.

[Koyuki]

{ repost - ignore, please }

[Koyuki]

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[ male, gryffindor, sixth year ] [ parselmouth ] [ herbology class ] [ tagged; n/A ]
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxocc; crappy first post, i'm being lazy here xP

⚜Lucien Aldridge-Taylor groaned inwardly as he scanned the results of his Herbology test. Terrific. ‘Terrifically awful’ was more like it. He suppressed the urge to crumple up the parchment, and instead shoved it roughly into a random page of his textbook. “’S matter, Luce?” Daniel Sullivan turned his blond head to question casually. “I’m finished, man,” Lucien replied sarcastically with his hands thrown up in resignation. “It's official that Sprout hates me now.”
Dan just raised an eyebrow in response, and bent down to gingerly rummage through one of his trouser pockets in search of something. The Gryffindor then fished out a pumpkin pasty and handed it to a surprised Lucien, who gratefully took it with a lopsided grin. “Uh, thanks, mate."

[MewSefet]

Zachariah 'Zac' Ledford || Ravenclaw || Sixth Year
~Age|16 || Crush|Open || Relationship|Single || Where|Hogwarts || With: Sally~

Zac stood up fully and offered her a smile, "I've done that before, well more like fell into a wall," he said with a slightly sheepish grin. "A pleasure to be of your acquaintance Miss Sally" he said with a slight bow in reply to her introduction, "I'm Zachariah, though most just call me Zac" he returned looking down at her, something that he did to most if not all due to his abnormal height.

[IAmSarcastic221]

Marcus walked into the Herbology class and sighed softly, he wasn't very find of Professor Sprout, but they got along well. His irritated looked suddenly turned into a fairly cheerful smile and an overall pleasant expression. "Ah, Professor Sprout! I was told you needed some assistance transplanting something." He stated and glanced at the class chuckling faintly as we noticed some boys in the back, one with a pumpkin pasty. "Those two seem like they need something to do as well." He mused. He thought the boys looked older than him, but he couldn't be sure, after all, he looked older than what he actually was.