Name: Acacia "AC" Hartley<br/>Position: Student<br/>Location: Woods on Dragonclaw University Grounds<br/>Tagged: Kutseena Sai, Professor Kupita<br/>Time: Arrival Day<br/><hr/><br/>Acacia blinked as Kutseena began to laugh, then Professor Kupita which caused her to look at both with a slightly raised eyebrow. The corners of her mouth started twitching into a smile. Just as quickly as it came it was gone from her face. It was rare to see her smile or even laugh. But, the blush remained taking on a deeper shade once more when the shirt moved upwards with the slight movement of his arm. Acacia forced her eyes to look elsewhere, at a bird flitting from one branch to the other overhead.<br/><br/>Stopping in her tracks, Acacia glanced over at Professor Kupita with a curious expression on her face. She had just assumed that he had a classroom inside the main building. But, she had to admit that it would be best to have a class in Lycanthrophy away from the other students in case something went wrong. She would hate to attack someone while in her wolf form. The pain and the heartache, dealing with the subtle changes in the way people treated her. She felt guilty enough already, she didn't want to add to the weight of the world already on her shoulders.<br/><br/>Following a few steps behind the cousins. "I just transferred," Acacia replied as she walked a bit faster to walk on the other side of Professor Kupita. "My scent would be pretty hard to miss." Kicking a small stone ahead of her. Shifting her eyes to look at the professor. "So, you're going to help tame the beast inside the beauty?"<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Name: Rose Weasley<br/>Position: Student/Teaching Assistant<br/>Location: Transfiguration Classroom<br/>Tagged: Albus Potter, Adelaide Cruz<br/><hr/><br/>Walking down the corridor a stack of books balanced in her arms, a slip of parchment paper atop the potions books. She had just purchased them, through Owl Order at Flourishim and Blotts. She wanted to prepare for Potions class. Even though Potions was one of the few classes she had some issues with, where she had to become more focused and determined as it did not come easily. She excelled more at Charms, Transfiguration and Defense Against the Dark Arts more. To get top grades she worked hard, very hard. She was like her mother in that aspect. The same work ethic was applied to the Quidditch Pitch as well. Once she was one her broom, defending the goals her highly competitive nature came through. She had inherited her father's gift for strategy when it came to Wizard's chess, which she in turn adapted to each game she played. Now she was in a dilemma, what to do after college?<br/><br/>Passing by the door to the Transfiguration room, she heard voices. Curious, she moved to the doorway and peered inside. Seeing her cousin, a smile formed on Rose's face. Moving as quietly as possible, she tried to sneak up on Albus. Pulling out the feathered quill from the top book, she ran the tip of the feather lightly behind his ear. Her red hair was pulled back in a messy bun, wisps of hair had fallen free to frame her face. Today she was dressed simply, a pair of black jeans with a heathered green top and a short brown corduroy jacket with a light grey cottony scraf wrapped around her neck.