Build me up from bones;
Wrap me up in skin.
Hold me close enough to breathe me in...
The moon’s a fingernail,
Scratching on the back-
Of the night in which we lay beside.
Wrap me up in skin.
Hold me close enough to breathe me in...
The moon’s a fingernail,
Scratching on the back-
Of the night in which we lay beside.
E L S B E T H
L Y N W E N
S H O I C H E T
BLOOD TRAITOR │ FORMER HUFFLEPUFF │ CHARMS PROFESSOR
Elsie was almost glad she was teaching the seventh years in the middle of the week; she wouldn't have wanted to have them on a Monday, or on a Friday. But they'd all signed up to be here, so she wasn't really anticipating many problems. She stood up with a small sigh as the one o'clock bell began to ring, and checked the board; in one corner the class rules were neatly outlined; in another the homework assignment, in yet another the supply list, and in the final corner, a doodle that looked like it had been scrawled by a student and smudged over, as the students began to enter the room.
When the small class was seated, she addressed them. "Good afternoon everyone, and welcome back to Hogwarts for the final time. I'm afraid there's really not that much left for me to teach you- except to prepare you properly for your NEWT this year. As there is no seventh year curriculum, this year will be devoted to review of prior material and practice for the exam." She stood up, walking around from behind the desk, a piece of parchment in hand. "Now is the perfect time for any questions or concerns about the NEWT, especially if you are unfamiliar with how it differs from the OWL."
L Y N W E N
S H O I C H E T
BLOOD TRAITOR │ FORMER HUFFLEPUFF │ CHARMS PROFESSOR
Elsie was almost glad she was teaching the seventh years in the middle of the week; she wouldn't have wanted to have them on a Monday, or on a Friday. But they'd all signed up to be here, so she wasn't really anticipating many problems. She stood up with a small sigh as the one o'clock bell began to ring, and checked the board; in one corner the class rules were neatly outlined; in another the homework assignment, in yet another the supply list, and in the final corner, a doodle that looked like it had been scrawled by a student and smudged over, as the students began to enter the room.
When the small class was seated, she addressed them. "Good afternoon everyone, and welcome back to Hogwarts for the final time. I'm afraid there's really not that much left for me to teach you- except to prepare you properly for your NEWT this year. As there is no seventh year curriculum, this year will be devoted to review of prior material and practice for the exam." She stood up, walking around from behind the desk, a piece of parchment in hand. "Now is the perfect time for any questions or concerns about the NEWT, especially if you are unfamiliar with how it differs from the OWL."
OOC:
I held every inch of you...
I wrote every line for you...
I made time when time was all but gone.
You’re the love I’ve always known-
The night’s so dark and grey;
But you’ve helped me find my way.
I wrote every line for you...
I made time when time was all but gone.
You’re the love I’ve always known-
The night’s so dark and grey;
But you’ve helped me find my way.