Reggie gave her a playful smile, "Well, it could be worse... you could have that kind of teacher every class so it isnt that bad right?" He laughed good heartedly and nudged her a bit. "It can always be much worse. Wait until we actually start mixing potions." A grimace passed on his face, "Think are going to explode." He winked at her and laughed once more. The least he could do was help her not hate the teacher by distracting with possible combustions in the near future.
Lucifer laughed. "Is that your specialty Reggie? You gotta teach me!" He said, as they followed their Head of House. (shall we say it's McGonnagall?[sp?]) She took them down, down, and down, to what he thought must have been below ground. She still kept leading them through many many hallways. "How are we ever going to get here without being late?" He asked, astonished at how far they had to go, as well as even TRYING to memorize the route.
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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."
"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."
"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."
"That was not comforting either!"
"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."
"I'll just be happy if I don't fall down these stairs!" Brooke laughed, Silently thanking Reggie for saving her from herself. She was so loud, she got a stern look at the Head of House. The teached gasped at her outfit and stopped in her tracks. "What's this?!" She asked in alarm, pointing at the cut up uniform. Brooke shrugged and smiled apologeticlly.
ooc: Sry, g2g eat! xD
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Taylor smiled at her friends. She paid no attention to them.. not really caring. Her nose led her to the dining hall (yes, she's pretty keen on eating XD) and looked at the food. They had piles of scrambled eggs (mmmm), mashed potatoes, toast, tons of stuff that anyone would want. "Looks good... smells good.. I sure can rely on my sences!" Taylor rolled her eyes at her corny joke and sat down. Plates were in front of her, silverware wrapped in napkins were next to them. Taylor sighed. It was HEAVEN!
"I'll have to talk to the Headmaster about this..." She said in a furious whisper, turning around and leading them to something that looked more like the entrance to a dungeon than a classroom. "Here's your potions class, I'll be back after to see you off." She turned and went at an angry glide up the stairs. "Well that went... Well." Brooke laughed as the class entered the dungeon. "Hello, students of Gryffindor, take a seat, take a seat." He motioned quickly for them to sit down. There were already students with green and silver ties, that Brooke recognised to be Slytherin. She didn't realize they had classes with other houses.
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Taylor stood up and followed Brooke, no idea where she was going. She entered the dungeon like classroom and stared. She looked around and saw Slytherin students, which made her shiver. "Slytherin!" she hissed in a sharp voice. They looked sly and ready to trick anyone. SHe paid no attention to the teacher who looked like a Slytherin. She took a seat next to Brooke and hissed. "Where are they putting us?"
Lucifer sat down at a table and motioned either Reggie or Jayden to sit next to him. It seemed that all the first years' cauldrons had already been put in the Potions room, in a cabinet. This cabinet was labeled, "Gryffindor First Years." Lucifer looked to the other side of the room, where the sly and sneaky Slytherin sat, almost glaring the first years down. He turned to the teacher, who looked as if he were the Slytherin Head of House. It seemed fair that the Heads of House were teachers too. He knew that the Gryffindor Head of House, Professor McGonagall, was the Transfiguration teacher, who could turn into a tabby cat herself. That he had learned from the older Gryffindor students, who seemed to enjoy the Transfiguration class.
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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."
"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."
"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."
"That was not comforting either!"
"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."
Jayden slumped down next to Lucifer. Heaving a small sigh, he looked around at the dungeon classroom. Even without knowing that it was a Potions class, he would have easily been able to guess. He looked towards a table of Slytherins and glared right back at them for a few moments, then leaned toward Lucifer, still retaining eye contact with the Slytherins. "I wish they wouldn't glare at us like that. It makes me feel like I've got a bogey hanging or something," he muttered, smiling slightly, but then his smile disappeared quickly as the Slytherins whispered something to each other and laughed, still staring at Jayden as they did.
Brooke heard Jayden mutter at the table next to her and stiffled a giggle. She then saw a Slytherin with black hair and light blue eyes turn to the person next to him and whisper, "His sister's the stuck-up fourth year. Filthy Mudblood." They all snickered and Brooke was appaled. He did not have the right to use that word. She stood in her chair and bolted to him. She grabbed the Slytherin's tie and lifted him off his toes. "What did you just call my friend, dude?" She snapped in his face. His eyes got really wide, and he took short, choppy breaths. "Put me down!" he cried. Brooke only tightened her grip. "If you ever, and I mean EVER, call any of my friends a name as low and revolting as you," She stopped, trying to clam herself, "You'll be beyond sorry." She shoved him into his table and walked back to sit in between Jayden and Taylor. She crossed her arms and stared at the teacher that entered the room moments after the incident.
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"Um, Brooke," Jayden muttered as the teacher entered the room. "Um, I mean, thanks for doing that, but...Erm, it wasn't necessary." He glanced at the Slytherin, who was still panting for air. "Uh...I...I appreciate you standing up for me...but..." He glanced at the teacher. "Don't get yourself into trouble 'cause of me." He grinned weakly. "I'm perfectly capable of getting into trouble for myself."