Hey guys! It's great to be here in class, I was just wondering if anyone would like to join a role play group (mostly old school) email me at DBH005@aol.com if you are interested! Thanks! :D

Or if you like, we could start our own little RP in this topic here! It could be lots of fun!

*Takes out wand and draws an outline of a big fluffy chair. The chair appears in mid air and levitates to the ground. *

"Ah, yes big fluffy chair for me and how about a bunch of fluffy pillows, cussions, bean bags and chairs for all my students, so they can join me!"

*Waits in fluffy chair, sipping butterbeer, waiting for someone to join here.* :)

A girl, with long jet-black hair in plait, entered the room silently and shyly.

"Er," she said looking at Prof. Atlas. "Good eve, professor, I'm Breanna, do you mind if I join you?

Professor Atlas nodded, and smiled at the girl. "So from which house are you dear?"

"Uhm, Gryffindor, madam." Breanna said in a little squeak, utterly uncomfortable with being the only student there. She took the powder blue bean bag adjacent to the professor's seat. "I can't wait for our lessons to start soon."

*Smiles at Breanna*

"One of my gryffidnor student's, lovely! I am also a Gryffindor graduate, fine house isn't it. Yet I think all the houses are fine in their own special way!"

*Hears barking at the portrait door*

"That must be Tourtuga, my pet gelert. He looks like a dog, yet he has long whip like ears and a long whip like tail!"

*Walks to portrait, opening it to let Tourtuga in.*

*Tourtuga runs in, stops, spots Breanna, then runs over to her licking her face*

"I see he likes you!"

Ophelia walks into the classroom and sees the friendly Professor talking to a Gryffindor student. She sees the doglike creature and begins to pet him.

"Hi I am Ophelia Kokafones, but you can just call me Phe. I am in Ravenclaw." She smiles at the Gryffindor girl beside her, and continues petting the dog. "I am looking forward to your class Professor," she gushes. Then she says. "So what exactly is a gelert?" Phe is shocked because as a child she grew up friends with many magical creatures, and she has never even heard of a gelert.

She takes a glass of butterbeer and takes a sip. "Ahh, splendid. Would you guys like a muffin? I take them everywhere, though I will stop if food is not allowed in class Professor," she said and lay out some blueberry and chocolate muffins out on a table.

*The smell of blueberry muffins attracts Lys from all the way in the Ravenclaw Common Room.*

She comes in, waves at Phe, grabs a muffin, without waiting to be offered one and starts in suprise at Tourtuga.

"Wow, what's that Professor?", explaining that her brothers and sisters are all allergic to animals, so she has never had a pet.

"Can I stroke him? Does he bite?"

*offers Phe and Professor Atlas some rhubarb and custard boiled sweets*

Lys goes and sits down in the fluffiest, pinkest chair of them all, and awaits the tale of the Gelerts..

*Hears the sound of laughter coming from the classroom*

She enters, and spots the gelert.

"Oh, I just LOVE animals! she exclaims and starts carefully petting him. "Hi everyone, I am Kim Jackson from Gryffindor. I'm a first year. It's nice to meet you all!"

*Walks over by the others and plops down in one of the empty chairs*

Phe smiles at Lysistrata and Kim. "Hi guys. I don't believe I have met either of you before. My name is Ophelia Kokafones, and I am a first year Ravenclaw, but you can just call me Phe." She smiles and shakes each of their hands. "Ooh, rhubarb, yummy! Does anyone else love strawberry and rhubarb pie?" she asks and continues to pet Professor Atlas' pet gelert, waiting for her to explain what kind of creature a gelert is.

Attracted by the smell of muffins, Kelly wonders into the room and sees the gelert.

"Oh, I love animals. What is he, Proffessor?" "I'm Kelly...I'm a first year in Gryffindor. It's nice to meet you all."

*grabs a muffin and heads over to a chair."

*Following Kelly, Breanna too took a muffin from the tray and conjure for herself and her fellow students mugs of foaming butterbeer.*

"From what I remember," she said, trying to raise her voice so she could be overheard by her fellow classmates who had been busy petting Tourtuga. "They are sort of like greyhounds; Prince Llewelyn, the former ruler of All Wales, had a pet dog named Gelert. I believe his muggle constituents have no idea it was a 'magical dog.'"

*She took a bite from the muffin, and took a sip of her butterbeer, waiting for her classmates' reactions. She did not however get one; but to the eyes of her friends it seems like they are prodding her to tell them more.*

"Well," she started, amidst the interested eyes of her friends. She looked at the Professor who just winked at her as if encouraging her to speak more. "According to a Welsh legend, Prince Llewelyn asked his pet hound, Gelert, to guard his new born baby when he was away for a hunting expeditions. Gelert, who was confused because his master never went away without him, heed the command of the Prince."

"After the hunting expedition," Breanna continued. "Prince Llewelyn came home to a silent castle; he rushed to the nursery and saw, to his utmost shock, the crib full of blood and with Gelert's mouth flowing with blood also. Thinking that his dog had gone mad and attacked/killed his child, he raise his sword and killed Gelert. When his wife came to the nursery out the curiosity at commotion in the room, she saw wolves, who's carcasses lay behind the Prince. She also saw their child beneath the crib, safe and sound. The Prince, realising the error of his ways, took hold of his dog and wept for forgiveness. He then buried him under a carved stone, with the loyal dog's name etched in it. Years after, a town grew from the place where the dog was buried, they named their town Bedgellert --- which means Gelert's resting place."

*Breanna was out of breat at end of the story. She took a sip of her butterbeer and looked at her classmates with an apologetic look because she think she talk too much.*

(Sorry, if I had gone 'Hermione' in one second there. I just thought you should know. ^_^)

Leora walked in and heard a girl talking all about gelerts.

Is this girl in Ravenclaw? Leora had never met her.

She walked over toward Phe and Lys, people who she had already met in her common room, and helped herself to a Ravenclaw muffin. Wishing the food wasn't quite as fattening Leora smiled and waved hello.

Then Leora saw the gelert. It was awful funny looking. Not in a bad way, but it was nothing that she had ever seen. She hoped to see more strange creatures at Hogwarts.

Phe looked shocked, and didn't even notice Leora walking into the classroom. "That is so tragic!" she looked almost in tears. Phe was very fond of animals, and she said. "It sounds like the muggle romance play 'Romeo and Juliet', Juliet wakes up from her 'death', and Romeo has killed himself. Well the irony of the story anyway. How awful," she started to pet Tourtaga more. "Oh hi Leora," she said looking up.

*After sitting back and watching Breanna tell the stroy of the Gelert*

"Breanna, that was remarkable how well you told the story of the gelert! Yes indeed it is true! Gelerts are very brave and noble to their owners and would risk their own lives to protect their family."

*Looks at all the students taking muffins and joins in.*

"These muffins are delicious Phe! Did you make them yourself?"

*Takes somemore rhubarb from Lys.*

"My do we have some cooks in this class!"

*Tourtuga barks merely and helps himself to a muffin that one of the students was getting ready to eat*

Phe smiled. "Yeah, I make muffins a lot. I like to visit the other common rooms so I need to have them with me almost all the time." She continued to pet Tourtouga. "It does sound like they are loyal pets. A similar trait to that of a dog." Phe turned to the other students. "So what other classes will you guys be taking? I will be taking this, Dreamscapes, and a Survey of Ancient Magic. I do hope it is interesting. After all most history classes are very dull."

"Hey Phe" said Leora. She noticed that Breanna's gelert story had upset Phe, but having not heard much of it, Leora did not know exactly why. Then Phe asked a question about classes. It wasn't directed at her - she must have told Phe her other classes, Arithmancy and Magical Mysteries three times all ready at least. What a forgetful girl. Leora smiled and waited for others to answer!

Phe smiled at Leora. "But I know your other classes, you already told me like 5 times," she giggled, and waited for the others to respond.

*Over hears Phe talking about classes*

"I can assure you that Survey of ancient magic and dreamscapes are wonderful classes! The professor who teaches the class, Survey of Ancient Magic is wonderful and full of good ideas! As well as Leah, who teaches Dreamscapes! I audited both classes last year!"

Hears the chatting from the room ahead, and walks in to see whats going on.

"Hi" she says very low. Decides to sit down in a corner to listen to the others, but hoping to remain unnoticed.

Chantal rushes into the room, her brown hair wind tossed and streaked with gold. Having just returned from playing an excellent game of Quidditch with some fellow Gryffindor first years, she is completely exhasted and sinks greatfully into a padded armchair. "Hi," she says. "I thought I'd ust come up here to see if I'm missing anything important for the class." She pauses. "Well, no actually. That's not entirely true. I was lead here by my grumbling stomach and frozen nose." She leans over and snatches a muffin. "So what are we talking about?" she asks, taking a bite. "Oh, I'm Chantal by the way."

A new girl with dark curly hair and bright blue eyes comes into the room. "Hi Professor, everyone. I'm Miranda Black from Slytherin - can I join you?" she says.
Merry immediately notices a girl sitting in the corner and gives her a big beaming smile. "I heard you talking about classes. I'm doing Arithmancy as well as this one. I hope it's going to be a fun class." She settles down onto a jade green cushion.

Kim noticed several new people coming into the room. "Welcome Miranda, Chantal, and Lavender! My name's Kim, it's nice to meet you."

"This year I will be taking a full load: Arithmancy, MC2, Fantastic Beasts, Magical Mysteries, and this one of course. It looks like I'll be seeing you, Miranda, and a few others in Arithmancy. This is going to be a great year!"

Kim walks over and sits down by the others on a royal blue chair.

Lily finally joins the group, she's sits down in a comfy fluffy chair.

"Hey everyone! Looks like I'll definitely be seeing a lot of you in my other classes! Especially Kim, we only have one class different! We must have been reading each others minds when we did class sign-ups! Scary! Anyways, in addition to this class, I'm taking arithmancy, MC II, Mysteries, and Survey of Ancient Magic! I'm so excited for this year. Even though I'm only excepted into 2 classes right now, with term starting tomorrow!"

~Lily Padfoot~

"Besides this class, I'm taking Home Potions and Handwritting Analysis," said Chantal. "I also signed up for Languages of Middle Earth, but I haven't got a response yet."

A black-haired girl slunk through the portrait hole. There were already several people here, though quite a few empty beanbags still spotted the floor. The girl reached out spindly, purple-polished fingers and grabbed one, then proceeded to drag it to the corner.

She sat pompously on the beanbag, watching her classmates acutely. Her eyes swept the room, taking in every nook and cranny, and her ears easily picked up on a discussion of classes.

She scratched her nose casually with a long fingernail and began muttering softly to herself in Spanish.

I am so totally psyched that I'll be seeing all you beautiful ladies in lots of my classes this year - Arithmancy, Wandmaking, Dreamscapes, Mysteries, and HP Analysis. This is frappin' awesome!

Chantal looked over at the girl who had just arrived. She seemed to be talking to herself, which made Chantal think she was either really lonely or really bored, likely both.

Chantal got up off her armchair and plopped down on a beanbag chair beside the girl. The beanbag chair was slightly less comfortable, but there was a price to be paid for possible friendships. "Hi, I don't think I've met you before. I'm Chantal Black from Gryffindor," she said by way of introduction. "Who are you?"

The girl narrowed her purple eyes and gave the girl a calculating look. "Kerri Ilanthe Maha Keira Ilomi Snape Sangrepura, Slytherin first year, keyboarder for the Kinky Aardvarks," she said, shifting slightly on her beanbag.

She continued to stare at the girl for a long moment before finally musing, "You're a Muggle-born, are you not?" She let the words fall heavily, fixing the girl with a cold stare meant to keep silence. Then, she broke into a broad grin. "Pleased to meet you," she said, extending her hand warmly.

Miranda observed the exchange between Kerri and Chantal, "Cool way to introduce yourself Kerri. I'm a Slytherin first year as well". She grinned as she leant over to take a muffin. "I've been reading my notes for the September HP Analysis lesson and I've discovered that Miranda means 'admirable' or 'beautiful'. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at Morpheus, "I hope you find it an appropriate meaning".

*walks in with casual sort of air, makes note of all warm and sparkly energy buzzing around* *leans against the wall and watches Morpheus's eyes to check out his reaction to "Beautiful's" obvious attempt at gaining his attention*
DISTRACTED--BY A WARM WET SENSATION ON MY FINGERS-"Oh, it's a gelert. How wonderful, and so sweet and friendly to greet me this way." * rubs wet hands from gelert licks on back of pants* "I wish I'd have brought my special muffins." A house elf who knows me well shows up instantaneously with what he knows are my favorite kind. I thank him quickly by giving him a sock. *He Runs out of the room crying* *peers around to see if anyone notices* quietly says,"umm..he'll thank me later" *lifts eyebrows and trys to look innocent*

Chantal was a bit confused by Kerri's reception of her, but even more confused by the house-elf who had burst into tears when a girl gave him a sock. Well, I guess I wouldn't like it much if someone gave me a sock either, she thought. What a gross thing to get as a present.

Chantal took Kerri's hand and shook it. "Pleased to meet you too. And how did you guess that I'm muggle born." A thought struck her. "I'm not that obviously stupid about wizarding things am I?" she asked, her face turning red and her hair becoming streaked with an embarassed pink.

*sticks his sweaty palms into the pockets of his robes, his face turning a light shade of pink* Good morning, Beautiful! *Hums under his breath the tune to "Good Morning"* I'm quite pleased to meet all of you - Have you ever been to Hogsmeade, Miranda? Only there's a new musical premiering soon and I was wondering if you'd like to accompany me. It just so happens *pulls tickets from his robes* that I have two tickets - I'd be delighted to have you as company. :D Kerri, your eyes are simply astounding, has anyone ever told you that? And as for you, Angel. . . Ha! It really is you! I haven't seen you in years, since before HOL! How's your brother doing? *glances around quickly and looks at his reflection - his blushing cheeks have cooled, and he relaxes* :)

Looks curiously at all the new students coming in to the room and listen to them introuduce them selfs. Picks up a book from her bag, grabs a muffin and begin to read, but is still listening to some interesting conversations.

Stops for a few seconds with a smile on her face; mmm this muffin is wonderful she thinks and keeps on reading. :rolleyes:

"Of course not," Kerri replied dismissively. "I make a point of resarching my classmates. One should always be aware of any threat that could be posed to them." She grinned even more broadly at this, then suddenly frowned. "Oh, dear. I sound like Professor Moody, don't I?"

The girl turned her attention then to the second girl, and held out her hand in a similar fashion. "Nice to meet you, Miranda. Are you any relation to Chantal here?" She already knew the answer, of course, but asking was the polite thing to do. It showed she was playing attention. "This month's homework was quite enlightening. I, of course, already knew what my name meant." She took a deep breath, intent on spitting the whole thing out at once. "My name as a whole means something along the lines of 'dark princess with beautiful purple eyes and black hair'." She shrugged. "I had really egotistical parents. 'Snape' is my mother's last name- she's first cousin to the Potions master. And 'Sangrepura' is my father's name. It's Spanish for 'Pureblood'."

Now it was Miranda's turn to blush and stammer "I...I would enjoy a musical, but first tell me what your name means Morpheus." She turned to Chantal in an effort to hide her confusion, "Are we related - I'm not really sure? There certainly are alot of Black's around."

*straightens S.P.E.W. badge on school bag then stares at Morpheus for a better look* "Have we met before? I do know so many lady charmers...and many of whom know my brother... my memory seems to fail me. Although, you seem interestingly familiar." *wonders if he's an animigus* "And yes, my brother is doing great...his wizarding powers have grown so much stronger....he's entering into THE GREAT TASK...that will change his life courses ." ---- *pulls out HP classbook from school bag* (hoping to look more interested in the classroom discussions) *opens book in Hermoine Granger fashion*









{PM's are welcome from old friends}T.M.

Chantal stiffled a giggle at Miranda's confused embarassment. "Well if we are related," she said to Miranda, "it must be way far down the line because I don't think there have been any witches or wizards in my direct family line since at least the 17th century. I checked all that out before I came here. Unless..." she paused. "Unless the magic folk in my family wanted us to forget about them, forget that they ever existed. Hmmm..." Chantal found that theory rather interesting. She made a mental note to look into her idea some time. However, now was not the time. Instead, Chantal leaned in closer to Miranda. "So...? Are you gonna go to the musical with Morpheus?"

*smiles* now now, Angel, who ever said I was a "lady charmer"? Your brother and I worked together for quite a while on developing the counter for the Killing Curse - Lucky that both of us survived that one!

My name comes from the Greek god Morpheus - the god of dreams. He could shift himself to imitate any sound or shape - does that answer your question about me being an animagus, Angel? I'll give you a hint - I'm more than an animagus ever could be!

Miranda blushed again and spoke quietly to Chantal. "The god of dreams - you bet." She turned to the others. "You developed the counter for the Killing Curse Morpheus - wow that is really something. Thank you for asking me to the musical - I would really like to go. If you still want to that is. I've never been to Hogsmeade, but I must get on with my assignments first. I'm on that really stinky cube puzzle in Arithmancy and I need to do my Book 5 names for HP1" She moved over to the table where some glasses and a jug of butterbeer had been left. "Would anyone else like a drink to help get the little grey cells moving" she said smiling around the room.

*peers over HP classbook* "Aahh....a shapeshifter, such a gift is rare and precious...but, can be used for terrible things if possessed by the wrong mind. I should have known with a name like "Morph" in it...Just like a cameleon lying in the sand. Yet, I now know why I can't recognize you by my eyes ( you obviously took another form and assumed name while working with my brother ) -- If your the wizard I believe you to be....then....you play many shapeshifting games with people's minds at the HOL Student Lounge... and think it's quite humorous at that... " I'm going to do a little Killing Curse homework to be sure of myself....I've heard many a tale of close calls in my brothers work...You shift often into song, poetry & rhyme, just as the forest elves do...and you know me more than you let on. *looks around at the all the girls still holding the roses Morpheus threw out when he indroduced himself to the class* then *looks at Miranda* "I hope you have a wonderful time at the Musical...I'd just keep my eye on that one if I were you...he's toying with me, but if he's who I think he is...He'll show you a fun time all right." *takes a cloth and shines S.P.E.W. badge*

Miranda raised her head from where she was pouring drinks to look at Angel wondering if the strange girl had seen a very different side to Morpheus' character. She glanced at Chantal and Kerri trying to judge their reactions, then gave a little smile "Shall I call Creeps do you think Chantal?" she said.