Darkest Before The Dawn (Third Years)

Charles entered the class, shocked that he was alone. He was also shocked he still chose to take this class even if his father was dead. He sat in the middle of the room, wondering what on earth would be taught that day.

Kendera made her way into the Dark Arts classroom. She hoped they were doing some practical work that day. Just lecture had the tendency to get tedious, and the girl was desirous of anything that might distract her from thinking about her betrothal problem. She'd find a way out of it. Somehow.

There was only one other person in the room when she entered: Charles Prentiss. He confused her, really. Not so much because he had anything that might be confusing, but rather because she had the sneaking suspicion that she ought to know him better than she did.

"Hello, Charles," Kendera said, stopped beside the boy.

She threw her arms about the boy, a noticeable German accent to her words when she spoke. 'Hello, Charles. Miss me?'

Kendera blinked, giving her head a slight shake to clear it. "May I sit beside you?"

Mystic really did not want to take Dark Arts but it was the one stipulation to allowing her to come to school. Even though her parents left her to be basically raised by the house elves, her parents made sure she learned the dark arts. She hated it but she was good at it.

Walking into the classroom she notices a couple more students so she just sits down and waits for the class to start.

"Hi," Charles greeted. "How are you?" He then waved at another Slushatel who was walking by. He turned back to Kendera when she asked him something. "Sure," he replied. "Why not?"

Rose gulped as she wandered into the Dark Arts classroom. Really.. Dark Arts was not her thing. But she needed to take it to pass the school year. She sighed as she took a seat next to a Slushatel girl. "Hello.. Dream is it?" she said trying to remember if she had seen the girl before.

She started arranging her things waiting for the class to start.

Aimee walked into the class rather nervously. She looked around and noticed several students sitting down already.

Where have I been the past 3 years? She thought to herself as she rather sadly realised she recognized no one here. She kept her head down and walked to the back. Dark arts.. This was the lesson that intrigued her the most.