Raven thought about the situation on hand as she headed of for class...'classes...Dumbledore says we are to take classes, to keep up with our facade. It's an assembalance of normality, during a time that's anything but normal. And he insured that we'll get credit in the future, for classes in the past. Wonderful man, my foster father, of course a bit of warning we were going to be back in the past would of been nice.' Still, a smiled crossed Raven's lips as she continued to think. 'Not that I mind the abnormality so much...it's just...an adjustment.' She was certainly enjoying the fact that she had gotten to talk with Severus, when Professor Snape had been doing his best to avoid having to talk to her in her own time. 'Bloody stubborn man, just won't admit the truth of things.'
The sun was shining brightly overhead. It promised to be a glorious day, the kind she would normally spend outside, as much as she could. So Raven wasn't disappointed in the least when her class schedule dictated that she go to Care for Magical Creatures. She sat on the bench, watching as the professor readied for the begining of class. Raven still had a hard time thinking of anyone else but Hagrid being the Care for Magical Creatures professor. 'Yet another adjustment' she thought with a sigh.
"Is this seat taken?"
Raven's heart jumped to her throat and she nearly fell off her seat. Smiling she turned to look up at the boy. "No, go ahead." Severus sat down beside her. "I would of never taken you for a Care for Magical Creatures kind of guy." she quipped.
"As I am sure you are well aware," he began. "Many magical creatures are useful when it comes to the creation of many potions."
"Yes." Raven replied, still smiling. "That is something I am fully aware of." One of the reasons she had chosed to take the class to begin with. Another being that by the time she was able, she had already met the majority of the creatures that resided on Hogwarts grounds...A plus coming with summer tutoring, and being the Headmaster's foster daughter.
The professor began the lecture, presenting the class with a tiny blue speckled bird in a cage. 'Not overly exciting.' The bird remained completely silent, the professor explained that it was a trait of the jobberknoll. And that apon it's death, the bird would regurgitate backwards, every sound taht it's ever heard, in a long scream. 'Bloody hell.' "The feathers of the jobberknoll" the professor continued on. "Are most often used as ingredients in truth serums, and memory potions."
Raven's heart seized in her chest. 'Truth serums, and memory potions...How ironic.' Considering it was a memory potion gone awry that got her and Raya there...and it would take a truth serum to get them to tell anyone. Raven sighed, knowing she'd have to tell Severus something sooner or later...If she could only figure out what.
After class was dismissed, Raven turned to Severus. "Walk me back to the castle?" The boy seemed a bit nervous by the question, but doing his best not to show it he nodded slightly. The two of them fell into step easily, something that Raven was quite use to, as they had always managed to do so. "So what other classes do you take?"
Severus looked up from where he had his eyes on the groud as they walked. "The required of course, History of Magic," he seemed about as thrilled about that as the rest of the school, of any year. "Transfiguration, " he didn't seem entirely happy with that either, "Herbology." That he seemed a bit happier about.
"Herbology is good." Raven returned with a smile, it too was another class she enjoyed, for the same reasons as Severus did she figured, "...there is nothing like getting to know your ingredients intimatly." She smiled, a slight blush reaching her cheeks. They continued talking as they made their way back to the castle. "Well, I've got to go freshen up a bit." Raven said, standing outside the girl's lavatory, as she pushed a lock of purple hair from her face. He seemed like he wanted to say something, but refrained, simply nodded, and was on his way. Raven watched as he disappeared down the hall.
As Raven was washing her hands, and preparing to return to the school day, Raya entered the girl's room. "Afternoon Raya."
"Afternoon." She replied, then let out a sigh. "One more thing we didn't count on was brought to my attention today in Defense Against the Dark Arts."
"And what would that be?" Raven asked, taking note of the other girl's slightly agitated state.
"There's no wolfsbane potion." Raya stated simply looking over to her sister. "I've never had to undergo a transformation without it."
"It'll be alright Raya." Raven tried to reassure her, hugging her sister. "We'll make it through this, together."
Raya nodded. "It's so strange what we have in the future and not now. I wonder what our family and friends are doing in the future? It's crazy to think, really." Raven nodded, she had been wondering the same thing, as well as, what their presence was doing to the adults in their lives, exspecailly Professor Snape. Raya was staring at the wall, lost in thought, when she perked up a bit. "Oh wow, we're in the past, while the future is happening. Let's write a little message for our friends." She dug around in her bag, retrieving a pen and approached the wall, Raven following behind her. "What should we write?"
"How about this." Raven replied, taking the pen from her sister, and scribbled out on the wall. -Raya and Raven were here, 1977- Handing the pen back to Raya she asked, "What do you think?"
"Perfect." Raya replied with a smile. "I wonder who will find it?"
Raven shrugged. "I wonder if any of them have a clue as to what happened to us." It was Raya's turn to shrug. "I'm guessing they are probably trying to keep it as quiet as possible."
"In other words," Raya began, "the whole school knows." They both laughed as they headed out of the room, and back to the oddity that was class in the past.