Defence Aganst the Dark Arts Class.

[king_of_flirts]

Jack Harkness was supposed to be teaching the class, if anyone knew who he was they'd be in for a bit of a shock because Jack wasn't going to be actually taking his first lesson. Nope. That joyful challenge fell to one Doctor Owen Harper. Who, when had been told this great news by Jack spent the next half hour swearing at him and stomping about the

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[king_of_flirts]

((ooc placeholder for anything anyone wants to ask when Owen first asks if there are any questions.))

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[vislor_turlough]

Turlough's interest was piqued. Aliens? Really? Maybe...

He sidled over to the side, near them, ignoring the pixies. "Tell me, have you got anything on a Time Lord named the Doctor? I'm looking for him."

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[king_of_flirts]

"Doctor?" Owen looked huffy at that point, the Doctor for them had been a source of a lot of annoyance for him and the rest of his friends. "I know of the guy, blue box right? He appears we lose our Captain goes running off after him. Took us long enough to work out what the hell was going on." He gestured over to the other side of the room where Jack was stood looking decidedly unhappy. "He can tell you more, he's the one who knows him. Travelled with him somewhere, don't know what happened but he came back to us."

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[vislor_turlough]

Really.

Now Turlough's interest was definitely piqued. Another companion? Turlough's met a total of four (five if you count the Brig). Jack wasn't one of them.

Avoiding the pixies again, he made his way to Jack.

"So. I heard you've travelled with the Doctor too."

[ithinkitscatchy]

Ianto stood at the back of the room. He was there for moral support and nothing else. He refused to help instruct the class. Well, for one reason, he knew it would anger Owen to no end if he tried to do anything. He really could be an obstinate arse when he felt he was being upstaged.

The other reason he didn't want to get involved was the real reason he was at the back of the class room. His wand was in his hand, pointing down to the floor. As quiet as he could be, he stood there, expressionless and neutral. He was there to use the reversal spell. There were some kids in this class that clearly were, well, like Jack in a way perhaps. Mischief, but a good and innocent mischief, and yet mischief just the same.

He saw Jack and shook his head. Poor bloke. Well, this is what he got for letting Owen teach.

[twoyearsmissing]

Jack apart from the odd word to Owen, correction or trying to keep the doctor in line he when he could get away with it, making subtle faces at Ianto. So some of them weren't so subtle in the end and slowly he was making his way around the room to end up next to Ianto. He didn't fancy being that close to the pixies in the cage.

[ithinkitscatchy]

Ianto stood there, watching the class. His view, however, was somewhat distracted, between watching the class, watching Owen, and watching Jack with his veiled attempts at being subtle. He smirked, because there was no way that Jack was subtle at all. All he wanted to do was shag. Ianto was so grateful that the class was happening. Otherwise he'd not be able to walk.

As Jack approached, he reached out with his free hand. His movements were slow, subtled as his fingertips brushed against Jack's knuckle. At least Ianto could be subtle.

[twoyearsmissing]

It wasn't all he wanted to do. He kinda wanted to choke Owen to shut him up too.

Jack had given up subtle decades ago. He reached out and held Ianto's hand as he leaned against the wall. "I bet you." He leaned in a whispered low so Owen wouldn't hear and he hopefully wouldn't disturb anyone. "Something will happen to him during all this."

[whosneverbeen]

Luna arrived sufficiently early to class, and though she did pay attention to the lecture, she had had pixies before and was completely unfazed. Keeping one eye on the creatures and her wand at the ready, she took out this week's issue of Witch Weekly and set about doing the quiz, which, this time, was, "Are your Wands Compatible?" Naturally, as there was no one Luna had in mind for the quiz, her wand was very compatible with her ideal soulmate--God help whoever that was.

[carriesapurse]

Tinky Winky had no wand. The inverted triangle on his head, however, was surely compatible with all types of wands. Tinky Winky was the universal donor of looooove.

"Eh-oh!" the Teletubby chirped brightly to Luna. He tried to fit his bulky bottom into the seat next to hers, but couldn't fit between desk and seat, so finally plopped onto the floor. As ever, a jingling sound punctuated the moment when Tubby booty met the floor, and Tinky Winky giggled and kicked his feet a little.

"One day, in Hogwartstubbyland, Tinky Winky attended an actual class!" said the Narrator.

[whosneverbeen]

Luna glanced up from her quiz with a bright smile, not taken aback in the least by Tinky Winky. "Hello," she responded dreamily. She glanced down at the quiz again then up at her new companion. "All right, so... Would you say your wand is: A. Long, so as to have a further reach when doing magic. B. Thick, so it can cover a larger area more satisfactorily. C. Small and good for delicate work, or D. Anything you want it to be, baby?"

[carriesapurse]

"Tinky Winky no have wand," the Teletubby answered forthrightly. "Tinky Winky have antenna!" And he bobbed his head up and down, to waggle the inverted-triangle antenna at her.

"Dipsy has a rod-shaped antenna," the Narrator reminded Tinky Winky.

"DIPSY! Dipsy have wand! Ohhh, Dipsy," the Teletubby moaned, raising his mittlike hands to his face and rocking back-and-forth in sudden emo despair. "Tinky Winky miss Dipsy."

[misoramassacre]

Naomi had been listening and taking notes, but as the cage opened she moved quickly from her seat and replaced quill with wand. Taking aim first at those pixies furthest from other students, she settled into a continuous chant of "stupefy."

[papayagami]

Soichiro swore and began stupefying himself, at least until they took his glasses.

"Okay. THAT is not funny."

[misoramassacre]

Naomi turned and saw a plunder-bearing pixie. She aimed. "Accio glasses."

They began to move across the room, dragging the pixie behind them, and she tossed off another stunner before diving for the glasses, which had started to fall with her concentration on the summoning broken. She came up with them in her left hand and looked around for the owner.

[papayagami]

Okay, so he didn't really need them, because if he and the mun recall correctly, shinigami eyes give the owner extremely good vision. He's just...attached to his glasses. It's a bit left over from his old life, before this Kira fiasco.

I'm getting off topic, the point is that he could still see names well enough, and he found Naomi holding a pair.

"Oh, please say those are mine."

[maid_brienne]

Defense Against the Dark Arts was actually the kind of class Brienne would regularly have attended, had classes been something people did regularly in the first place. After all, combative magics would prove useful, if she could get them to work back home.

She'd listened to the lecture raptly. She hadn't taken notes, but she'd hung on the professor's every word. And, the pixies having been released, she stood up, scowling in fierce concentration (a look that did not do her appearance any particular favors), and set to stunning pixies. This required her to tune out the rest of the people in the class, which was good because some of them did not seem to be much interested in actual studying. To her surprise, she was actually good at this activity, and within a few moments she actually began to enjoy herself.

[superfraternal]

Simon had been listening and taking notes. He just didn't have a Hogwarts-style wand yet, so he considered himself to be auditing this course rather than taking it for credit.

Brienne was one of the few people here he recognized (he also recognized Wishbone the talking dog, and hoped to stay well away from that confusing canine). Simon watched her dispatch pixies with aplomb. A soft and amazed grin spread over his face.

"Wow." (Okay, it was the Chinese equivalent of wow, but the mun doesn't know Mandarin and doesn't trust fan sites.) "You're really good with that, Brienne."

[maid_brienne]

Brienne flashed Simon one of her quicksilver smiles. She was honestly glad to see him, since it meant she actually knew someone in the class. "It's mostly reflexes," she admitted, dispatching another pixie with a quick flick of her wrist. Then she offered Simon her wand. "Do you want to try?" she asked.

[superfraternal]

Simon coughed. "I think it'd stretch credibility for me to be able to do that kind of magic right away," he suggested. "I mean, I've only just gotten here and I've never taken any magic classes before ..."

Then he realized, as ever, too late; now I'm going to look like a coward to her.

"But I might as well try ... that's what classes are for." He took the wand with a grip whose firmness might be somewhat surprising given his less-than-forceful manner. "Here goes nothing. Stupefy!"

A pixie stopped in mid-flight. For a moment Simon thought incredulously I've done it. On my very first try I've performed a magic spell. I've --

Then the pixie stuck its tongue out at him.

Apparently it had frozen not in stupefaction, but in surprise at Simon's effrontery.