Lesson One: Sixth Years

Once again, Freya strolled into class a little later than perhaps she should've. Seriously, next year she would have to remember to move the classroom to the seventh floor or something. Oh how she wanted to just Apparate from her office to her class, but that wouldn't do; she'd have students Apparating out of the school if Apparating was allowed.

But all of the sixth years were used to Freya being late after having her as a professor last year. Nine times out of ten she would have her nose buried in paperwork and not even notice the time. Then, she would run down to the third floor and hope to Merlin she wasn't late. It was more a fifty-fifty with whether she'd be a few minutes late or not.

Luckily, when the former model entered the classroom, there was only a few students. A sigh of relief escaped her plump lips. After sitting down at the desk she used to hold the work she needed for charms she—wait, was that... paperwork on her desk? Fucking Stabler! Again! This was the third time he put paperwork on her Charms desk! There was no way of getting around that man was there? Then again, she couldn't be too surprised about the paperwork, she had already fired three of her teachers. With positions open and the Tournament just around the corner, this school was not looking good. She was the youngest Headmaster a Wizarding school had seen, she couldn't look terrible just because some of her teachers weren't good for the job. As her green hues were glued to the paperwork, looking it over, she flicked her wand once towards the blackboard, the chalk levitating and writing down on the board:

Charms
Level Six
Professor Littlefield

Eyeing the class every once in a while to check if everyone was there while she read the paperwork, she patiently awaited the arrival of the entire class so she could finally start the sixth years' first lesson of the 2030-2031 school year.

As Lucifer was the first to walk into his classroom, he had then pulled out his book and began to study for his upcoming Charm class. While reading the up coming chapters, someone decided to cast a spell "Mobiliarbus" thus caused Lucifer to fall out of his chair. While Lucifer fell out of his chair, the class had then burst out in laughter. Lucifer didn`t do anything but instead brushed himself off and sat down once again. While Professor Littlefield was busy with her nose buried in paperwork again and ran in, it was a perfect time too strike on Lucifer.

When Professor Littlefield walked into the classroom she was spooked by the commotion and questioned what went on. She soon was eying the class every once in a while to check if everyone was there and to make sure they didn`t pull something on her. While she read the paperwork, she patiently awaited the arrival of the entire class so she could finally start the sixth years' first lesson of the 2030-2031 school year.

Eerie thumped her head against the desk, once, then twice for good measure. Then, turning to her side, eyed the idiots that was taunting her poor cousin/friend/pet over in his little book corner. She ruffled her hair and shook her head, blond bangs falling over her eyes ominously. Those bastards are going to pay for harassing Lucifer. It was kinda ironic really, how he was named after a demon and acted like a rabbit... maybe I should just call him usagi-chan and be done with it, Eerie thought in slight fondness.

Then, with a whining sigh, her eyes snapped to the interlopers with an intensity that would make any auror jealous. She reached for her wand, hidden in the leather of her boots, and silently- and carefully- sent three stinging hexes and a leg locker curse to the idiots who dared harm her, again, poor cousin/friend/pet. Pink lips spread in a satisfied smirk as the teens yelped and fell straight off their seats, pay back for what they did to cute Lushiferu-chan.

Bakas. Idjits. Stupide. Estupido.

Eerie silently thanked the stars that she was sitting in the middle. Not so suspicious as to sit in the back and there was just enough people in the front to block her actions from view... all the better... hm. Maybe she should've taken the Hat's first choice with Slytherin... then again. She hated snakes. The color silver made her ill. And she already had a few enemies in the reptilian house... huh. Hufflepuff was a better choice by far.

Sitting up straight and pasting a semi believable look of innocence on her face, Eerie felt that class should have started already... damn late students. Why couldn't they be late on their own time... although. Perhaps that was besides the point.