Summoning Demons and other dark dwellers book covered all of the material mentioned in class. However the teacher was first timer at the school and had Snapes full approval.
Arctic found the classroom at the lowest dungeon ten other people were taking the class with her on Monday. First class of the day, she was five minutes early.
Among the other students was Paris Helsing. Arctic took the only other desk next to her.
Paris scooched a copy of her class schedule towards Arctic; Arctic pulled out her own. They shared all the same classes except Astral Projection. In place of that for Paris was advanced teleportation.
The teacher strolled in with a kind of swagger that suggested he knew exactly what kind of people he was dealing with and would take no crap or shenanigans.
He wrote his name on the Black board in white chalk
Drogin Grimore
"You can call me M.r Grimore or Drog nothing more, nothing less." He swept the Room with an impressive gave for a stocky man and pointed at Paris.
"Miss Helsing can you pull out your book please?" Paris looked extremely nervous she fumbled with her new bag and twitched the straps open. She set her copy of Summoning Demons and other dark dwellers on her desk. Grimore looked at her smiling.
"Very good thank you, now turn to Page eleven; skip the entire introduction please." Paris flipped a few pages and her nervousness vanished when she looked at the eleventh page.
"How to summon a familiar." She read out loud. Grimore clapped his hands and a small gecko jumped up from a fold in his scarf.
"This is Maddison my Familiar, and yes she told me her name." Maddison the Gecko whispered something in Grimore ear.
"Oh yes, we will get to that Maddie but I will need your help drawing the circles." The Gecko gave a little nod and crawled to the floor it sat patiently by one of the Chalk board legs.
"Okay I would like all of you to introduce yourselves to each other if you haven't already, take ten minutes… and don't worry this is a three hour class with a snack break at 9:30."
Everyone go up from their seats and walked towards each other in an odd circle of varying heights and widths. Each person called out their name one after each other starting with Arctic.
"Arctic Olympus" she looked around the room waiting for the boy next to her to speak.
"Dimitri Fodd" a thin boy, fourth year wearing a shirt that said' Screw the Muggles mate with high born'.
"Crunk Druger" short and thick like a lump of solid lead, he had a buzz cut and a mouth full of teeth.
"Ferim obest" A girl thin and tall with a full upper body and developed muscle clearly visible through her half shirt and booty shorts. She wore them despite the chilling dungeon.
"Zeria Vine" her mouth was wide and she had several golden piercings in her nose and ears. Her hair was a black shade you could get lost in if you looked too long.
"Kole Swearrius" she bore a half smile after saying her name, daring anyone to ask why her last name was Swearrius, her hair was let down in a thick tangle of half Black half white. Her hands were covered in varies symbols and pentagons.
"Bezel Zoog" he had a face cut from marble and a smile that would make every other girl but the ones stand around him swoon. He had cherry blonde hair pushed over to one side of his face, underneath his almost perfect eyebrows were massive orange eyes surrounded by dark lashes that gave the appearance of wearing eye shadow.
"Will Quilix" he had a tank top and stood shivering in his gym shorts. He wore a hat that said 'Beast Mode On'.
"Naomi Dredd" she had a pair of noise canceling headphones around her neck. She wore a hoody that went almost to her knees. Her hoody drawstrings were uneven but her hair was tucked perfectly under a Silver band with acrylic incased blue lights. She had a pair of Legging on that looked like somebody dripped blood down a white canvas. Her boots were red dragon skin. They had spikes on the toe and shit resistant hardened bronze covering the boarder over the tread.
"Paris Helsing" her ivory hair spread out from her backwards flat brimmed hat encrusted with jewels; her hair was thick each strand almost an eighth inch. Her skin was tan and her eyes held a hypnotic gaze.
They all stared at each other as Grimore shuffled around drawing on the floor with a can of spray-paint and red chalk.
Will raised his hand.
"I'm from Hufflepuff, and I will gladly give bacon to hot chicks if they ask." Everyone laughed he was serious; Giving them a slight nod.
Dimitri crossed both middle fingers for attention.
"Standing in front of you is none other than the sixth year of Slytherin, now bow if you please. I'm a pure blood." He made an impression of how Malfoy looked when he was pissed.
This gained him a few chuckles and an outburst from Kole.
"Stuff it shit stick, I've got a top of the line mount under my jeans and you're a scrawny bitch."
Arctic stifled a grin as she watched Paris stare horrified at Kole. Kole finished with:
"Oh and I'm a seventh Year from Gryffindor." Bezel slipped his hand under Kole's shirt. She rolled into him biting his shoulder.
"Great rack as ever Kole, but your teeth cant penetrate this polished marble; try all you want. And yes to all of you I'm perfectly intrusive. Oh yes! From Ravenclaw. Prefect, Seventh year."
Crunk planted his feet and flipped one of his chains through his fingers his eyes on Bezel.
"I'm-a Slytherine fifth year, I can transform sweets into poison. Don't screw with me!"
Naomi grimaced at her class mates.
"Don't get the wrong idea okay I'm a perfectly irrational person and I like cutting people's heads off. Proud Griffindor sixth year right here."
Ferim and Zeria inched away from each other waiting for one of them to say something.
Ferim punched Bezel in the gut and grabbed his throat before sucking the remaining air out of his lungs.
"Hands off Bezel, or I'll kill you with kisses instead of stunning you. Hufflepuff Seventh year, I used to be a prefect but it was confiscated when I chocked out a dragon.
Zeria gave Ferim a pat on the shoulder
"thanks, he was making me itchy. Ravenclaw ,second year I caught the dragon Ferim killed and a handful of others, but I hid those." Paris laughed at the expression of horror of Bezel's face
"Um, I'm a fourth year Ravenclaw house. Ya'll are weird. I like cards and can beat anyone at poker. Oh and I robbed Gringots bank once. I know, I know against the law and stuff like that, but I'm reformed now."
Arctic looked at Paris quizzically.
"I am Ravenclaw fifth year, you will all know my name and have it sealed in your minds and hearts. I will be your lots friend too as your all exceptional individuals. Glad to make your acquaintance." Everyone looked at her reverently and nodded. They all remembered her from the Sorting Hat.
Grimore eyed Arctic then finished the last stroke with his chalk.
"Alright, Class good job… it's time to get your familiars summoned. Now to be clear this is a permanent calling and they will not return back to the void unless you send them for something but that's another lesson. First step into the circles I made for you."
Grimore's eyes gleamed as they responded together with
"Yes, Drog." Each one enter one of the ten circles.
Authors note: had a rough time with this last one, enjoy. please review.