Potions Lesson One - All Years

[Raven 'The Sweeney' Drake]

Raven tapped the metal of her razor on the harsh wood of her desk, of course there were already many different slashes and gashes in the wood because of the treatement that she had given the desk over the course of the years that she had been teaching at Durmstrang, the various stabs and cuts she had dealt it.

Flicking her eyes up to the door, she waited to see if there would be any students coming through the door on time, maybe they would finally arrive in the classroom and she could begin the lesson, however, she knew from experience that this was not likely to happen.

Scratched on the board was the lesson plan for today, Ravens fingers still bleeding at the nails from where she had scratched it on herself, sucking some of the blood off her palm, Raven smirked wickedly.

[Dmitra Diamante]

Dmitra walked into Potions at a brisk pace, and sat down on one of the seats behind a cauldron without a word. After many classes with Lehrer Drake, Dmitra had learned that the best way to be in Potions was completely silent, except when you had to answer questions. Lehrer Drake didn't really appreciate students who talked a lot. Or talked at all, actually. Good thing for Dmitra, since she wasn't all that sunshine-and-rainbows anyway.

Dmitra tapped her feet absently on the floor, waiting for the lesson to begin.

[Christielle van Gysel]

Christielle entered the classroom and sat down behind a desk with a cauldron. She took a deep breath while she dropped her bag onto the floor. She hadn't been getting much sleep during the summer, including the night before, and she was feeling really tired. She hoped the lessons would be quick.

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