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Post by Darren D. Josen on Jul 31, 2009 12:56:24 GMT -5
The normal teacher, had family priorities. She had predicted something bad was to happen to someone she considered family and her family. Because she didn't know when it would happen, but knew it would be any day now, she had taken leave to be there for the family and try to prevent what she could, so he had been informed. Mr. Josen had plenty of siblings that came here, and plenty that were muggles, he himself graduated from Hogwarts, though he loved Quidditch and was coaching,well co--coaching, the Hollyhead Harpies, he still needed another means of payment and had offered to be a substitute at Hogwarts, he excelled at most classed and offered to fill in whenever needed for whatever class. Today was his first time subbing at the school and it happened to be Divination. He'd be subbing for the class till the professor came back, tomorrow he'd be subbing for Transfiguration.
He moved over towards the chalk board, his eyes running across the words left on the board from the other day. Was she trying to bore the students todeath with complicated definitions? He stood reached up and wrote his name in Cursive on the top right side of the board, his ears picking up footsteps coming into the room.
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Post by Simon Sarima on Jul 31, 2009 13:11:19 GMT -5
Transfiguration was his favorite class, too bad he had to leave it to go to Divination. He liked it, and was ok at it, but the professor tended to put him a sleep then give him a heart attack by talking loudly or weirdly all of the sudden. How many spasims could one woman seem to have in one class period. He took a deep breath as he continued up the staircase, he could hear other footsteps behind him, as the students all began to show up for class. He usualy was one of the last people to show up for Divination, but he didn't feel like lingering around the castle today. Moving into the room, he noticed their normal professor wasn't there, but there was a guy standing there. His eyes went towards the board as the young man wrote his name. The guys name was Darren Josen, Josen like Sara-May's last name. He didn't see the guys face so he couldn't tell if there was any resemblance just yet, or if the name was just coincidence. He looked around and then moved to take his normal seat before someone decided they would like to change today's seating arrangement.
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