fandomhigh | DADA for Muggles [Wednesday, January 27]

When students came into the classroom, they'd find that desks were pushed to one side of the room, a smallish cupboard at the other end.

"Today," Remus greeted the class, "you will be facing a boggart -- a magical creature from our world. No one knows what it looks like in its natural shape, because when it's faced with a human, it will take the shape of your greatest fear, though generally in an accessible form -- spiders, ghouls, jack-in-the-boxes. It feeds off your fear. We aren't simply trying to scare you, though. Today's lesson is about facing fear and dread in a very concentrated and raw form."

"And a controllable form," Sirius added. "Professor Lupin and I have faced our fair share of boggarts: they like to take up residence in closets and cupboards and desk drawers in wizard homes. The secret to defeating them is laughter. So take a moment now to think of your greatest fear, and then make it ridiculous."

"And," Remus added, pulling out his wand with a flourish ~~not dirty~~, "Professor Black and I will be performing a spell when each of you faces the boggart. However, you will need to be envisioning its absurdity, not us. It's not our boggart."

Remus opened the cabinet then, making sure to stand where the boggart would see him first and foremost. What sprang out of the cabinet looked like nothing so much as a crystal ball, or a large, glowing, white orb. Intuitive students could make their guesses, but Remus yelled with a jab of his wand, "Riddikulus!" and the orb popped like a balloon.

If Sirius was at all concerned about facing his greatest fear in a room full of students, he wasn't showing it other than in a slight tightness around his eyes. He let out a bark of laughter at the orb, drawing its attention, and the boggart immediately shifted shape into a black shadowy figure which appeared ready to suck every good feeling out of the room. Sirius glared up at it and waved his wand. "Riddikulus," he snapped, and the dementor was immediately wearing an extremely stupid hat.

Sirius's answering laughter sounded more genuine this time.

As soon as the hat appeared on the Dementor's head, Remus laughed and flicked his wand, and a simple black curtain divided the room, with the cupboard (and the boggart) on one side. Remus followed it with another charm to quickly soundproof a bit, as well. "For your privacy, as our fears are not everyone's business, you'll be facing your boggart over here, and we'll be asking you to wait your turn on the other side of the curtain, if it's quite all right with you," he said, peering around the curtain. "Please form a line, starting with...you." He pointed to a student at random. "This thing won't wait long, unfortunately."

[radio squirrels: les boggarts for the students, they are NFB. ETA: Also Dru and Remus's conversation. TY!]

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Ready to face your fears!

Try to think of something exceedingly silly to do to what you're afraid of!

Behind the curtain, in addition to the cupboard, was a record player piping out jaunty music. Remus assured Sirius that this had a point. Sirius felt that Remus just wanted to inflict his terrible old-man-taste music on another group of students.

[OOC: Have your character tag in with a comment of what the boggart would turn into for them. One of the teachers will reply to "riddikulus" at it, then your ping gets to be the old Snape-in-a-funny hat, or whatever. If you have any questions, shoot us an email or ping us on IM at BunchofFHChars or fireballoffry.]

Who are here before and after class for your convenience.

Yay, boggarts!

And Snape's hat will never not be awesome.

Remus was looking drawn and tired, but he was available to students during and after class.

[NOTE TO MY SUPER-SLEUTHY SMART STUDENTS! If you want to figure out that Remus' boggart is a full moon, that is cool! Pls to be emailing me with a heads up if your character's connecting the dots all the way to werewolf, though, pretty please!]

Sirius was sitting there trying to make a dent in the pile of chocolate bars they'd brought for the students.

...Sirius needed to stop eating sweets.

Charles Gunn

Lois Lane

Liz Sherman

Jonas

Jonas didn't know what his boggart would turn into. Despite that, he was trying to think of the silliest things he had a memory of. There weren't many but he had to find something.

Mirax Terrik

Having been here long enough, thinking of something silly wouldn't be a problem. Mirax was more trying to figure out what her boggart would turn into.

Hyuuga Hinata

Hinata was... pretty certain there was no way to make what she was relatively certain was her worst fear silly and sunk a little further into her chair with a soft sigh.

With the gremlins, she'd almost forgotten about this class and this topic.

Jack Priest

Jack frowned at his notepad as he considered the lecture. He knew what he was afraid of. He was afraid of a world where there was no Sebastien, where -- if he was still alive at all -- he was poor and ignorant and did anything he had to do to keep from starving. (His sister Rivka had done a bit better for herself, but Rivka had never been sold.) He was afraid of being persecuted for his faith, for who he slept with. He was afraid of the images of World War II concentration camps he'd seen, and of what would happen to him if a war like that came to his own world.

He just had not the least idea how any of that might take a physical form, let alone how to make that form silly.

Edited 2010-01-27 13:52 (UTC)

When Jonas stepped up for his turn, he'd really begun to dread this. Still, he took a few deep breaths and prepared to face whatever was going to confront him.

Of course, he wasn't counting on seeing his father holding an infant again. Really, not expecting to see that. He almost felt immediately.

Jack almost expected to see himself in some dreadful condition as he stepped up for his turn. He was prepared for that; he just wanted it over with.

What he wasn't prepared for was to see two men who had -- "cared for" was too strong -- had physical responsibility for Jack in his years as a child servant. They'd been indifferently kind at best, and cruel in a creative array of ways far more often than Jack ever let himself remember.

They leered at him in an unmistakable way. Come to play with us again?

Fear and fury shot through Jack in equal measure, and he glanced to the teacher.

Edited 2010-01-27 14:01 (UTC)

Helen Haras-Uquara

Helen... honestly wasn't sure what her worst fear was. Which was rather frightening in itself.

Helen's father stepped out, brandishing a knife and screaming at her. "Abomination! I should have killed you when you were born! I will kill you now instead, Hand of Uquar or no!"

Chuck Bartowski

Makita

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