Prof. Adrian Meade

December 30, 2013 4:43 AM
Adrian wasn’t having the best day. In fact, he wished this day would be over very soon. The COMC teacher was suffering from a cold, and his very busy schedule had prevented him from reaching out to the Medic for a solution to his very annoying illness. The middle-aged man rarely got sick, but when he did it hit him like a big wave that washed away his will to live. He was feeling that bad. Adrian felt like his life force had been sucked away by a dementor. The COMC teacher was glum when he entered his classroom a tad bit late. He looked at his students for the first time and made a mental promise to go see Dylan after class. He couldn’t continue wandering around the school like a mindless zombie. And a nap. Yes, napping would help his morale.

“Welcome,” he greeted his students without his usual cheery tone and smile. Adrian wished he was back at his old childhood home being pampered by his mother, but it was impossible starting with the fact that his mother had died a long time ago. Maybe his Aunt could make him feel better. She had basically taken care of him since he was a teenager, but Adrian still remembered his mother’s sweet smell and the tenderness of her hands and voice. The dark-haired middle-aged man had gone through a very big adjustment moving in with his Aunt after his mother passed away. Adrian owed a lot to his Aunt Cecilia.

“Today’s lesson is very easy. I couldn’t procure a live specimen for the class because they are actually an endangered species and they are guarded by magical law all over the world,” Adrian coughed into his sleeve before continuing with his very brief lecture.

“The Diricawl is a plump, fluffy-feathered and flightless bird. It has the ability to disappear and reappear elsewhere as a means of escaping danger. Muggles are aware of the existence of the Diricawl as a dodo(a large, extinct, flightless bird). However, since Muggles are not aware of its ability to vanish at will, they believe that they have hunted the dodo to extinction. The International Confederation of Wizardshas not seen fit to reveal that the animal still exists, since it seems to have raised Muggle awareness of the consequences in slaying their fellow creatures indiscriminately.”

Adrian slowly sat down on his chair and looked at his intermediate class, “Partner up. I’ll be here if you need me. You need to write a profile on the Diricawl, both their magical and muggle properties.”

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Clara Abernathy, Pecari

January 01, 2014 6:31 PM
Clara had spent most of her time back to school either in her dorm room, in the library studying for her RATS or at Quidditch practice. Even though she had opted to sit on the bench this time around that was no excuse to miss practice. What if one of the other players got injured and she had to fill in for them? Wouldn't help the team much if she was out of shape, would it? So she went to practice like the rest of the Pecari players on the off chance that she might be needed. She silently prayed for their sake that she wasn't, but she would be there in case she was. Clara walked silently from the Pecari dorms to the COMC classroom with her arms crossed painfully tight across her chest.. Since her disaster of a holiday and just before, the fifteen year old was not in the cheeriest of moods. She still had not spoken a word to her father since her outburst at the wedding reception and that made the usually cheery girl even more morose. She entered the COMC room and after glancing around the room frowned in confusion when there appeared to be no animals there for them to work with. “What the devil?” she mumbled to herself as she found her way to a seat. She couldn't help wondering what Professor Meade had in mind for them as she placed her bag on the floor by her seat.

Clara glanced towards Professor Meade as he began his lesson for their class. She frowned slightly and cocked her head when he mentioned the Diricawl. Since Clara had grown up mostly around Muggles and not Magic folk, she had no idea what a Diricawl was. She felt her eyebrows raise in surprise when he told them that the Muggles knew the bird as the Do-Do. Seriously? THE do-do bird? No way! she thought to herself as Professor Meade continued his brief lecture. Clara had heard very few stories growing up about the ancient birds. The only things she knew about them were what Professor Meade described to the class. Clara had never really been interested enough in them beyond that to do any other research. She had been told they were funny-looking birds that couldn't fly that lived thousands of years ago. They had been hunted into extinction (apparently) and now they no longer existed. Beyond that Clara knew nothing about them. Since Clara had grown about around Muggles the other name they carried was never used. This was the first time that Clara had ever heard it mentioned.

Clara absently took notes as the Professor finished his lecture making as little eye contact with people as possible. Since she still wasn't in the best of mind frames she had felt it best not to be around too many people. It was part of the reason why she hadn't seen much of Lucian since their return to school. She hadn't wanted her bad mood to put him into a funk. She was supposed to be the cheerful one in their relationship, not the seriously bummed out one. He was the serious one, she was the silly one. He gave her serious advice when she needed it, she gave him the excuse to be silly when he needed or wanted to be without feeling like he was weird for wanting or needing it. They went well together and it was one of the many reasons she liked him soo much. She was still thinking about Lucian when she heard someone move in the seat near her. She glanced towards her neighbor and offered them a small smile when she saw who it was. “I'm beyond glad its you sitting beside me right now,” she told them lightening up a little. “I really missed you over the break. I'm sorry if it seems like I've been avoiding you. I haven't, I've just been in a rotten mood and didn't want it to affect you,” she told them sincerely. “I hope you aren't angry with me,” she told them, glancing back towards her notebook. She offered her neighbor a weak smile.
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