[Gryffindor + Ravenclaw] Intro to Muggle Studies

[Jim Hawkins]

Jim wasn’t particularly hungry, although it did smell good; so when Mac asked for a little, he didn’t mind at all and placed his plate on Mac’s desk. “Sure. I’m not too hungry anyways."

[Mac McCracken]

"Awesome," Mac whispered as a way of thanks. He bit into the bruschetta and found that it was as delicious as it looked. None of his dinners turned out this good! He focused his attention back on the teacher, hoping to get caught up on what the conversation was soon.

[turntechgodhead]

Dave was mildly impressed with how the new professor had handled it - sure, he'd gotten pretty flustered at first, but he'd managed to regain his cool, something that meant a lot to Dave. Plus, he hadn't chewed him out or taken away any house points, which was also sweet.

[Masaomi Kida]

"Hm? Oh yeah, yeah it does~" Ah culture gaps, gotta love 'em.

"SO what should we do if we're really not in this class but think we might want to take it?" He smiled, completely innocently, not in the least bit bothered by the fact that he was intruding in on his class. I mean, after all, it was his fault for luring him here with the smell and promise of free food.

[Remy Fournier]

"You're not already in the class?" It was apparently wrong of Remy to assume that every Ravenclaw or Gryffindor here was actually in his class... And he hadn't exactly gotten the chance to call roll yet, now that he thought of it. "Well, uh.... If you're really sure you want to take the class, I guess I could just take your name down and put you on the roster! Glad to have you!" Remy stepped up his pace, refusing to use magic just to move some damned plates around. This was Muggle Studies, after all!

As he handed Belle a bruschetta, Remy got to thinking... This kid who was just joining up... He made Remy one more slice of food short, didn't he? Ah, yet another wrench thrown in the works! "Oh, and you'll be getting a dessert later on in my office. Stop by whenever... After class would probably be fine if you're hungry by then." There. Problem solved, hopefully!

"You too," he said, patting Jim on the shoulder as he walked past. Yes, he'd somehow managed to notice Jim's handing off of his bruschetta to Mac amidst the mad rush to hand out his samples. Such generosity, practical as it might have been, was something Remy wanted to reward. It was pretty much the opposite of what he was taught to do as a child.... Of course, he grew up in rural France with a bunch of thieves, so one couldn't expect any different.

[Belle~Ambroise]

Belle smiled up at her professor and murmured her thanks as he kept going and passing out the food. The class was pretty loud and lively and she wasn't used to everything yet. This was going to be an interesting year she pondered.

[susan]

When Remy had turned his back, Amitola slipped out of her seat and across the room. She planted herself in a new seat, near this Dave fellow. He looked familiar...at least a little.
"Don't I know you from somewhere?"