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*~Previously on Sphinx~* GryffSeeker87: So you want me to be nicer to him from now on?
SwishAndFlick45: No, just be normal. He'll suspect I'd have told you if you don't.
GryffSeeker87: Okay.
PeRkYpRiNcEsS65: ooo who is this malfoy guy???? he sounds hot!!!!! a/s/l all!!!!!!
SwishAndFlick45: I'll talk to you later, Harry.
GryffSeeker87: Okay. See you later.
SwishAndFlick45 and GryffSeeker87 have left the room.
PeRkYpRiNcEsS65: hey!!! that's no fun!!! *pouts*
****************************************** "I only smile in the dark
My only comfort is the night gone black
I didn't accidentally tell you
I'm only happy when it rains"
---Only Happy When it Rains- Garbage
*********************************************
"Morning, class!" said Isadora Malfoy cheerily as she entered the Great Hall where all of the fourth through seventh years were seated. "My name is Isadora Malfoy, and I am a pure-blooded veela."
Whispers of shock were sprinkled around the room.
"Yes," she said. "It does seem rather strange that a veela, who is a Dark creature, would be teaching this class. The staff, as you have heard this morning, knows that Hogwarts is on the top of Voldemort's hit list. But, what we did not tell you this morning, is that we have reason to believe that Voldemort is arming himself with veelas."
A few students, who had been surprised to hear his name, were shocked at the news of veelas.
"That is why," Isadora continued, "I am here to arm you against them. Now, before I begin telling how you defend yourself, you need to know a little bit about them. First thing, I am going to squash one rumor about veelas. There is such a thing as a pureblooded male veela. Now, veelas. Veelas are people too, but crafted in some of the ways of the Dark Arts. They use powers of seductions and killing. Seduction to bring their victim under their power, and killing...We'll, the victim usually feels as though they must do something to impress the veela, such as jump from a high place, which will kill them. Veelas also have the power to Avada Kevandra wandlessly. Observe."
Isadora placed a small mouse on a table that was next to her. Before any of the girls could ooohh and ahhh at it, she had place two fingers on the mouse's side and spoke the fatal words. The mouse slumped over dead. With a snap of her finders, she vanished the mouse.
"Now as you just saw, veelas can also do wandless magic, but only purebloods. Half-bloods and lower must use wands. Now, I think we are ready to move on to how to recognize less-blooded veelas. Purebloods are very easy to recognize, but not quarters and lower. These lesser bloods have very pale hair and skin. Their eyes are usually a metallic colour, such as gold, bronze, or silver. There are some that have grey. If you could get near enough to a veela to cut the skin, if add muggwort and unicorn hair, the blood will turn a silver colour."
Dean Thomas raised his hand.
"Yes, Mr. Thomas?"
"Are you going to show us that?"
"Do you take Divination, Mr. Thomas?"
"Yes, m'am."
"Well, you must be very good at it."
Isadora picked up a knife and proceeded to slit her skin open. She allowed for several drops from her arm to drop into a small container, and then pressed her hand over the wound, healing it. After adding the two ingredients, the potion turned a silver colour. After holding it up for all to see, she placed it next to the deceased mouse.
"Now, for this next section I am going to talk about, you must be mature about it. I don't want to hear a single laugh, giggle, etc. What I am going to talk to you about now, is the power of veelas. I am sure that all of you know what veelas can make you feel?"
Parvati Patil let out a shrill giggle.
Isadora frowned and then said, "I guess my words of caution were not enough for you, Miss Patil. I would now like to thank you for being the volunteer in our demonstration."
Parvati's smile immediately dropped.
"Now, since Miss Patil here is obviously not a lesbian, we shall have a male-veela demonstrate the powers of veelas. He is actually a classmate of many of you."
Isadora, who had been walking down the aisles, stopped by Draco. "You ready?" she whispered.
He gave a short nod, grabbed something from out of his bag, and exited the room. Isadora snapped her fingers, and she was dressed in an entirely different outfit than before, which, in Hermione's opinion, was a bit trashy. The skirt hung very low one her hips and the slit in it came up to the waist. While the skirt was loose, her shirt was a skintight midriff that had a jutting neckline.
After about a minute, Draco entered the room. He was wearing the pants that Isadora had given him the night before and left his chest bare. Hermione felt the color rushing up into her cheeks even though she had seen this sight before- just never with the pants.
"The traditional dress," said Isadora, "of the male and female veela. Now, there are many outfits that veelas have, but these were chosen by us so that we may keep this demonstration PG. Now, Miss Patil, will you please come up to the front of the room?"
Parvati walked up with a nervous look in her face, but she clasped her wand confidently.
"I'm sorry, Miss Patil," said Isadora as the wand zipped into her hand, "but wands won't help you in this situation. Take it away, Draco, but keep it mild."
Draco gave a smirk and then walked over to Parvati. Parvati tried to look bored. Draco leaned over to her and began to whisper into her ear. Parvati's face turned from boredom, to wonder, from shock, and then to longing. As soon as Parvati had a look of longing on her face, Draco pulled away. Parvati, devastated, threw herself at his feet and yelled, "Take me now!"
The class tried hard not to laugh. Isadora snapped her fingers and Parvati rose with a sort of dazed look on her face. "What just happened?" she asked.
"You were seduced by a veela," said Isadora. "You did one of the things that can make a veela more powerful. You looked away. Number one in protecting yourself from veelas, look them in the eye. Show them who is boss! The thing that can also really kill a veela is insulting their beauty. Like hippogryphs, we are extremely proud, but we tend to just move onto an easier victim if insulted enough. Okay, Harry Potter, will you assist for this demonstration?"
Harry clumsily made his was up there.
"Okay, Harry, do just what I told you to do. Ready?"
Harry nodded. Isadora began to saunter over, swinging her hips lazily with a devilish look in her eye. Harry looked straight into her eyes. "Err...You're ugly."
Isadora stopped, "C'mon is that the best you can do?"
"Err...You are so ugly that if I had a dog that ugly I would make it walk backwards."
Isadora's eye's irises turned red for a brief moment, and then changed back.
"Good!" she said, "Now, we are almost out of time, so for homework, I want you to think up veela insults. See you next class!"
***************************** Like?
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*~Previously on Sphinx~* GryffSeeker87: So you want me to be nicer to him from now on?
SwishAndFlick45: No, just be normal. He'll suspect I'd have told you if you don't.
GryffSeeker87: Okay.
PeRkYpRiNcEsS65: ooo who is this malfoy guy???? he sounds hot!!!!! a/s/l all!!!!!!
SwishAndFlick45: I'll talk to you later, Harry.
GryffSeeker87: Okay. See you later.
SwishAndFlick45 and GryffSeeker87 have left the room.
PeRkYpRiNcEsS65: hey!!! that's no fun!!! *pouts*
****************************************** "I only smile in the dark
My only comfort is the night gone black
I didn't accidentally tell you
I'm only happy when it rains"
---Only Happy When it Rains- Garbage
*********************************************
"Morning, class!" said Isadora Malfoy cheerily as she entered the Great Hall where all of the fourth through seventh years were seated. "My name is Isadora Malfoy, and I am a pure-blooded veela."
Whispers of shock were sprinkled around the room.
"Yes," she said. "It does seem rather strange that a veela, who is a Dark creature, would be teaching this class. The staff, as you have heard this morning, knows that Hogwarts is on the top of Voldemort's hit list. But, what we did not tell you this morning, is that we have reason to believe that Voldemort is arming himself with veelas."
A few students, who had been surprised to hear his name, were shocked at the news of veelas.
"That is why," Isadora continued, "I am here to arm you against them. Now, before I begin telling how you defend yourself, you need to know a little bit about them. First thing, I am going to squash one rumor about veelas. There is such a thing as a pureblooded male veela. Now, veelas. Veelas are people too, but crafted in some of the ways of the Dark Arts. They use powers of seductions and killing. Seduction to bring their victim under their power, and killing...We'll, the victim usually feels as though they must do something to impress the veela, such as jump from a high place, which will kill them. Veelas also have the power to Avada Kevandra wandlessly. Observe."
Isadora placed a small mouse on a table that was next to her. Before any of the girls could ooohh and ahhh at it, she had place two fingers on the mouse's side and spoke the fatal words. The mouse slumped over dead. With a snap of her finders, she vanished the mouse.
"Now as you just saw, veelas can also do wandless magic, but only purebloods. Half-bloods and lower must use wands. Now, I think we are ready to move on to how to recognize less-blooded veelas. Purebloods are very easy to recognize, but not quarters and lower. These lesser bloods have very pale hair and skin. Their eyes are usually a metallic colour, such as gold, bronze, or silver. There are some that have grey. If you could get near enough to a veela to cut the skin, if add muggwort and unicorn hair, the blood will turn a silver colour."
Dean Thomas raised his hand.
"Yes, Mr. Thomas?"
"Are you going to show us that?"
"Do you take Divination, Mr. Thomas?"
"Yes, m'am."
"Well, you must be very good at it."
Isadora picked up a knife and proceeded to slit her skin open. She allowed for several drops from her arm to drop into a small container, and then pressed her hand over the wound, healing it. After adding the two ingredients, the potion turned a silver colour. After holding it up for all to see, she placed it next to the deceased mouse.
"Now, for this next section I am going to talk about, you must be mature about it. I don't want to hear a single laugh, giggle, etc. What I am going to talk to you about now, is the power of veelas. I am sure that all of you know what veelas can make you feel?"
Parvati Patil let out a shrill giggle.
Isadora frowned and then said, "I guess my words of caution were not enough for you, Miss Patil. I would now like to thank you for being the volunteer in our demonstration."
Parvati's smile immediately dropped.
"Now, since Miss Patil here is obviously not a lesbian, we shall have a male-veela demonstrate the powers of veelas. He is actually a classmate of many of you."
Isadora, who had been walking down the aisles, stopped by Draco. "You ready?" she whispered.
He gave a short nod, grabbed something from out of his bag, and exited the room. Isadora snapped her fingers, and she was dressed in an entirely different outfit than before, which, in Hermione's opinion, was a bit trashy. The skirt hung very low one her hips and the slit in it came up to the waist. While the skirt was loose, her shirt was a skintight midriff that had a jutting neckline.
After about a minute, Draco entered the room. He was wearing the pants that Isadora had given him the night before and left his chest bare. Hermione felt the color rushing up into her cheeks even though she had seen this sight before- just never with the pants.
"The traditional dress," said Isadora, "of the male and female veela. Now, there are many outfits that veelas have, but these were chosen by us so that we may keep this demonstration PG. Now, Miss Patil, will you please come up to the front of the room?"
Parvati walked up with a nervous look in her face, but she clasped her wand confidently.
"I'm sorry, Miss Patil," said Isadora as the wand zipped into her hand, "but wands won't help you in this situation. Take it away, Draco, but keep it mild."
Draco gave a smirk and then walked over to Parvati. Parvati tried to look bored. Draco leaned over to her and began to whisper into her ear. Parvati's face turned from boredom, to wonder, from shock, and then to longing. As soon as Parvati had a look of longing on her face, Draco pulled away. Parvati, devastated, threw herself at his feet and yelled, "Take me now!"
The class tried hard not to laugh. Isadora snapped her fingers and Parvati rose with a sort of dazed look on her face. "What just happened?" she asked.
"You were seduced by a veela," said Isadora. "You did one of the things that can make a veela more powerful. You looked away. Number one in protecting yourself from veelas, look them in the eye. Show them who is boss! The thing that can also really kill a veela is insulting their beauty. Like hippogryphs, we are extremely proud, but we tend to just move onto an easier victim if insulted enough. Okay, Harry Potter, will you assist for this demonstration?"
Harry clumsily made his was up there.
"Okay, Harry, do just what I told you to do. Ready?"
Harry nodded. Isadora began to saunter over, swinging her hips lazily with a devilish look in her eye. Harry looked straight into her eyes. "Err...You're ugly."
Isadora stopped, "C'mon is that the best you can do?"
"Err...You are so ugly that if I had a dog that ugly I would make it walk backwards."
Isadora's eye's irises turned red for a brief moment, and then changed back.
"Good!" she said, "Now, we are almost out of time, so for homework, I want you to think up veela insults. See you next class!"
***************************** Like?
Dragonfires