Lesson Four for second years

'First lesson is done.' She thought. She walked around the classroom, picking things up, while waiting for students to show up.

Iris entered the class and shot the professor a greeting, "Good day professor! How's your break?"

Alexis arrived a little out of breath, she was running around, just for warming up.
"Hello Professor Rose, Hey Eye." She gasped out, sitting beside her.

Iris waved and asked curiously, "Er - what happened to you? Did some exercise?"

'Just fancied a run.' Alex flashed her a smile. She was out of breath, but she enjoyed the run. I should do this more often, she thought.

"Since when?" asked Iris still out of curiosity then giggled at her own wild imagination.

"Hello Professor Rose, hope you had a good break." Iris greeted with a smile. "Hey Alexis, hey Eye! Did a bit of running?" She asked Alexis, noticing that she was panting a bit.

"What? I'm not athletic enough for you?" Alexis raised her eyebrow in mock-haughtiness. But well, she couldn't pull it off for long.
"Yeah, Iris, hello to you too."

Passion greeted the girls and listened to the girls conversation. It was quite amusing. "My break was wonderful." She replied.

"We are going to wait a few minutes, then we will start class." She said.

Iris chuckled at Sia's defensive reply and said approvingly, "Okay. It just seems new to me that's all." then turned to the professor and Grayson, "Hiya Grayson! Sure professor, we can still wait."

Passion stood up and walked towards the board. "What do y'all know of Occlumency?" She asked.

Iris answered with her up most confident tone, "It's the art of magic wherein you shield your mind and thoughts from Legilimency. Occlumency can be the hardest of all and it needs to master."

Passion nodded. "That is the way to describe both of the forms." She raised a eyebrow. "Raise your hand if you knew there was two forms of occlumency." She knew that not many people knew that there was two forms.

Dulce walked in, cursing herself for being late. "Sorry Profess-" She froze and stared at the professor.

It was Passion. Her mind whispered. Passion... No way. Passion She's dead. Passion

"Passion?" Her voice croaked.

Passion turned around, startled to hear an older voice version of the child in her memories.

Her sister. Her sister. Her sister. Her sister..

"Passion, look what I made!"

"Passion, do we haaaaaaaaave to?"

"Passion, this girl made fun of me.."


Memories exploded into her mind, one by one. "Dulce?" She whispered. Then she stood up straight. "Uh, Dally, please take a seat." Her hands shaked as she gestured towards a seat. She shouldn't have a crying reunion with her sister, in front of her students.