potions class RP

[estebanmd]

Attired in standard faculty robes, Stephen Maturin stands behind a long table at the head of the potions classroom, waiting for the class to come to order. He is in no great hurry, but when one or two conversations trickle over into the silence that otherwise falls over the room, he gives the assembled students a look that raises a "shhh" from the

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[lilypotter60]

Lily arrived in class and took a seat near the front. As Potions was one of her favourite classes, she tended to arrive early, take fierce notes, and generally just enjoy herself. Upon finding out her group, Lily felt certain that this class would be no different. She began to take notes as usual.

But when Stephen announced what they would be brewing, Lily froze. Shite, bugger, fucking bloody piss in a hole. Oh, this was going to be fun. If by 'fun' one meant 'completely should skip class for the first time ever'. Glancing up, Lily wondered vaguely if she could make for the exit before anyone realized she was leaving.

[estebanmd]

Of course, she could not, not and escape Stephen's watchful eye, all the more watchful because he was trying very hard to avoid catching Sarah's eye, which would result in winking, which would be extremely indecorous.

In fact, there were a number of people in the room who had abused sleeping potions, if only Stephen had known it. Since it was not actually an opiate he was teaching about, he saw no problem with it whatsoever. In truth, he might not have scrupled to teach about laudanum either. After all, it was a sovereign panacea when used judiciously!

He did notice that Miss Evans appeared somewhat distressed, however, and recalling their conversation of some weeks ago, wondered whether she was upset he was not teaching about ECR, evil clowns being serious business and all.

[coxinsox]

Oh, boy. Oh boy oh boy oh boy. Cox had been having mixed feelings about this class, given his group. Normally, Lily and Sirius were probably his two favorite people at Hogwarts, but certain events from the weekend had put him in a slightly sour mood towards the both of them. Stephen's announcement of the Potion of the Week, however, cheered him up almost instantaneously.

A nasty grin spread across his face, and he leaned back in his seat, folding his arms behind his head. "Say, Doc," he called out to Stephen, "do~ we get to keep the final product, this time around?"

[estebanmd]

Stephen shrugged. "Certainly, if you like, though there should be an ample supply of reliably brewed sleeping potion in the Hospital Wing, where you may use it at your discretion, unless Mistress Nutter does not allow you access to her stores."