Harry's "duelling club" meets at last!
((OOC: sorry this is so late, I got distracted. Stoopid Real Life.))
It's 8 o'clock, and it's time for those invited to meet at the Robot Devil's classroom for DA/duelling club/amateur Defence Against the Dark Arts.
Harry has moved all the desks back against the walls and pulled the chairs forward into a circle. There is also a large pile of cushions to one side and a stack of DADA books up the front. He paces around the room, nervously.
((OOC: this is open to all those Harry contacted about the club, their friends and anyone who feels like gate crashing. It is in a 'public' classroom, so feel free to show up if you want to.))
It's 8 o'clock, and it's time for those invited to meet at the Robot Devil's classroom for DA/duelling club/amateur Defence Against the Dark Arts.
Harry has moved all the desks back against the walls and pulled the chairs forward into a circle. There is also a large pile of cushions to one side and a stack of DADA books up the front. He paces around the room, nervously.
((OOC: this is open to all those Harry contacted about the club, their friends and anyone who feels like gate crashing. It is in a 'public' classroom, so feel free to show up if you want to.))