Thread: A Chess Game of Love (Harry Potter) {ArchonXeno & Frogger}

Good morning, students, Professor Archon announced, walking into the classroom without missing a step and closing the door behind him. Those sharp green eyes of his glanced over the ten that chose to take Magic Theory, before he continued on. The ten of you are either brave, foolish, overconfident, or, though this last one is highly unlikely, actually brilliant. More amused by this display of general grumpiness than his earlier display, Holiday bit the corner of her lip to try and not laugh, which only made her nose wrinkle cutely. There he goes again... she thought, leaning forward and resting her chin atop her linked fingers. I have never seen him smile before... that is, not until today. I wonder why that is? Wisps of red falling forward to rest against her cheek, Holiday lifted a hand to brush these aside, listening to him explain what this class is about. Throughout time, wizards and witches across the globe have attempted to determine where magic comes from. So many concepts get brought up, including things like the soul, destiny, deities and the like. There is, as of yet, no answer to the question. But this class will explore several different theories as to why some can perform magic and others cannot. We will also explore ways of manipulating magic, creating spells and binding them to wand patterns and words. This class will not be just book-work, though there will be intense amounts of that. We will test theories, we will create spells, and we will study existing ones. There will be mathematics and calculations. Holiday opened one eye, light reflecting off beautiful, warm -though surprisingly sharp- green. Of course we will be working hard, seeing as how this is you whos teaching the class. The tiniest of smiles playing along the girls lips, a chuckle almost escaped the pair however, luckily, she managed to restrain herself from doing so. Besides Id rather have it where you dont take it easy on us More strands of fiery red coming to rest against her cheeks, Holiday rolled her shoulders black robe parting ever so slightly, exposing ivory skin not only that, but the curve of her breasts as well. Long lashes casting shadows upon her cheeks, Holiday glanced up at the mention of extra credit. Hm an opportunity to work alongside Professor Archon, and earn extra credit? I like it. I may not need the extra credit, however it is never a bad idea, just in case something happens. Wandless magic is also an intriguing subject, being one that has eluded many researchers for years decades, centuries who knows how long? Holiday always was fascinated by the unknown thus, the reason why she chose to take this class. How else will she receive the answers to questions few have taken into consideration? Feeling sharp green eyes linger upon her, equally green eyes lifted only to clash with the first pair, and a spark of electric energy shot down her spine. Wh-Whoa A light pink washing over her features, which was a sweet contrast to all that fiery red, Holiday bit the corner of her lip not sure what to think. The tiny smile taking on a different note altogether, her gaze ventured on to the other students, to gauge their reactions to his words. From the looks of dismay, shock, and nausea, it seems as if this class will be interesting, indeed. Holiday returned her attention back to the front, cheek coming to rest within the palm of her hand once again. Do I have any questions? she asked herself, only to find that nothing came to mind. With a blink and a shrug, she directed those green eyes of hers back onto the Professor. I think we have that covered, Professor Archon, Holiday declared, a sly smile forming upon her lips while she tilted her head. I know Im more interested in your lecture than silly questions.