Cassandra watched as the rubble was slowly transfigured into pillars which helped temporarily stabilize the ceiling. After a few moments, the person’s face was revealed and she recognized Professor Forrester’s dark facial hair and wolf-like eyes. “Thank you, thank you!” she cried in relief, and as t...

Between her coughs and gasps for breaths, she could hear something large moving about outside. Indeed, she could *feel* the earth rumbling beneath her feet, but her main concern was getting out of her entrapment here. She searched wildly about for another exit, dimly aware that the noise outside had...

[Reserved for Ethan Forrester] Cassandra had been meeting an old friend from back home at the Hog’s Head Inn in Hogsmeade. The friend had happened to be passing through on an errand, and it was the first time Cassandra had been back to Hogsmeade since her own school days at Hogwarts. Since she could...

As Mal asked about the possibility of the severance being with a positive relationship, Cassandra found herself looking down at the counter, her head tilted at an angle with eyebrows slightly raised in realization. It was true that the hardest person for a Seer to do a reading on was him- or herself...

November’s Divination class was held on a cold, gray afternoon. Cassandra, as usual, had opened the drapes in her classroom but it did little to let more light into the attic-like space. However, the fireplace at the front of the classroom was lit with a pleasantly roaring fire and Cassandra had cha...

She sat back and listened as Mal gave his insights on scissors as a symbol. She was impressed with his ability to draw on his cultural influences. She nodded in agreement with his statements. “That is very interesting. I hadn’t heard about the Red Thread of Fate. But, yes, the severing of a relation...

“I’ll have to take another look at the ink,” she replied after Ethan reminded her that the quality could lead to some clues. It wouldn’t be enough to reveal the sender, but any information was better than none and, as Ethan had pointed out, it could clue her into the social status of said sender. S...

Cassandra had barely begun unpacking the first cup when she heard the noise of an approaching person from below. She winced a little as she heard a slight yelp admitted as the person must have hit their head coming up the ladder into the classroom below. The school really was full of hazards - a con...

Professor Lockwood motioned for Kyle to speak when he raised his hand. She admittedly had not noticed his prosthetic leg on the first day of class, but she had since read and graded his homework assignment where he had revealed the fact in the context of a lucid dream he’d had. He seemed like a very...

A small school owl descended sleepily upon Kyle one afternoon and held out its leg to deliver a roll of parchment. It was Kyle’s Divination assignment, containing Professor Cassandra’s grade of “Outstanding” across the top in her purple ink writing along with commentary in the margins. “Mr. Winters,...

[OOC - Thread reserved for Skylar Jones] Mid-September, 2005 Cassandra thought her first class had gone well. No one had jumped up and started shouting that she was a fraud, anyway, so she allowed herself the hope that the threatening message she’d received upon her arrival to Hogwarts was the resul...

Cassandra listened carefully as Ethan listed off the things that came first to his mind - checking the quality of the ink, looking for hair, etc. Although she had looked all of the items over, she hadn’t looked that closely. Perhaps she should inspect the items again; maybe with a magnifying glass t...

Cassandra folded her hands on the table in front of her and watched quietly as Mal picked the symbols. The first one was the snake. There’s that snake again, she thought to herself, although her outward expression remained neutral. She’d been getting a lot of snakes in her readings lately. When he a...

She put her hands up in feign surrender and laughed when he seemed puzzled by her comment about the staircases. “Well, it’s been a long time. I’m probably mis-remembering and we just got lucky most of the time back then.” Being newly back to the castle, she of course trusted Ethan’s knowledge of the...

Cassandra was surprised when Headmaster Rossi voiced his view that the message was actually meant for him. In her mind, it was so clear that this was directed right at her but something in the way he said it suggested to her that she didn’t know the whole story. Now she considered this from his pers...

Professor Lockwood was already in her classroom, waiting as her student’s arrived through the small trap door. She was wearing her usual simple black robes, and her medium brown hair was styled loosely around her face. Although it was October and the air was turning chilly, the sunlight coming into ...

Professor Lockwood could tell many of the students were struggling with clearing their minds, which was to be expected. The mind was not a naturally calm and thoughtless place - nor should it be. Thankfully the group settled down after just a few giggles when the 7th year boy in the back sneezed. Ca...

“Yes, I completely agree,” she put in quickly when Mal mentioned the inconvenience of added security being worth the fact that at least they were safe. It was such an exhausting and heavy topic, though, that she didn’t elaborate any further. The smells of cooking soon filled the air and she found h...

“Oh, of course,” she responded when Ethan indicated he’d never heard of an Auror before with her last name. “I didn’t mention that I changed back to my maiden name after he was pronounced dead. His name was Corky Lansing.” It was still possible Ethan had never heard of her late husband, and it was ...

“Ah, head of Ravenclaw!” she noted with a beaming smile as they shook hands. “That was my house when I attended back in the day. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Ethan Forrester.” She waved her hand in polite decline when he offered her the paper. Thinking back to the threatening letter she had receive...

Cassandra was already seated at the teacher’s table in the Great Hall when Ethan took a place just a few chairs down from her. She had finished her breakfast along with some idle conversation with a few of the other teachers a while ago. They had already left and she was finishing writing a letter t...

Aware of the slightly awkward ‘do we shake hands; do we not shake hands’ moment, Cassandra found herself once again taking mental note that she should have followed through with her instincts rather than letting rational thought get in the way. It was a tough line to follow sometimes. “Pleased to me...

So absorbed was she in opening her parcel that she didn’t notice the care Julian was taking to return her office back to normal. Normally she would be very appreciative, but the cryptic scene before her took all of her attention. Even when she looked up at him to ask who would do such a thing, the o...

As soon as the young man turned his attention upon her, Cassandra could tell that he was different… special . Although descending from a line of Seers, Cassandra found that most of her ability manifested in the form of feelings and hunches rather than actually seeing images. She felt that this perso...