"I'd be delighted to meet you there," Ethan replied to Elyria. "Perhaps at two o'clock? We could also grab a bite to eat then, if you don't mind a late lunch?" That would give them plenty of time to talk before the group was scheduled to head back to the castle. He followed Tren...

Ethan did his best to replicate Elyria's movements as he maintained his half of the conversation. "Actually, much of what you need to know for the animagus process is so specialized that it's not that useful for everyday transfiguration, so I've no doubt you're still on par with me in that subj...

"I think you'd make a great teacher," Ethan replied. "It does seem like a roundabout way just to get unlimited access to the restricted section, though," he teased. "But I have to admit, that's quite an incentive. What subject would you most like to teach?" He looked d...

"Good morning, Mr. Innes," Prof. Forrester replied as the Slytherin boy approached. He'd previously promised to share some stories with him, if he attended this outing. He really wanted Trent to come. He thought for a moment how to best handle this problem. "In the past, reaching you...

Ethan's expression softened when Elyria admitted that she felt most comfortable with him. He realized in that moment that he should have pursued a relationship with her far sooner. Her keen intellect made her very desirable, and it didn't hurt that she was beautiful as well. He'd just been so narrow...

When Elyria voiced her acceptance, Ethan's shoulders noticeably relaxed, and he couldn't help but break into a smile. He finally dared to look at her properly again, and stopped fidgeting, apparently still oblivious of his necktie mishap. "I'm really glad to hear that. I mean, not the part abou...

Ethan closed his eyes, and a moment later, he'd shifted back into his human self, though in an undignified position on his hands and knees on the floor. When he stood up, Elyria could see that his necktie had gotten all messed up by his shifting form; it wasn't neatly tucked under his collar anymore...

Elyria's extended hand didn't seem to bother Ethan. It was only natural for someone to want to make physical contact with a non-violent furry animal, after all, and really, how often did one get the chance to pet a wolf? He lowered his muzzle atop her thigh, close to the knee, apparently inviting he...

Ethan closed the door behind him. "No," he replied. "I came here straight from McGonagall's office, it would be easier if I just showed you..." Also more dramatic , he thought to himself. He stepped forward to set his bookbag down on the floor beside his desk, then took a few ste...

Private Study Room, Ravenclaw Tower, 1986-87 school year (Ethan and Elyria's 6th year) Ethan and Elyria had started out as rivals. But over time, as they developed their own areas of interest and flourished, they'd found it advantageous to study together, as each could help the other in at least som...

Prof. Forrester paused to consider Trent's question. "In my experience, most cursed objects will employ more subtle means to attack you, so you usually don't even realize you're being attacked until it's too late. Compulsion charms. Confundus charms. Slow poisoning or corruption. Parasitic tapp...

Ethan had a sinking feeling that Elyria was going to tease him relentlessly and enjoy every moment of it. How troublesome that Quinn had brought up the wolf sighting! Not that he had anything to hide, but he was reluctant to admit the truth of the matter because he rather enjoyed the long-running ga...

Prof. Forrester was observing his students as they practiced casting the shield charm, and occasionally correcting their enunciation or wand movements, when he heard Trent's question. "Yes, Professor Sigma has just worked out the arithmancy and determined that the first Saturday in October has ...

Ethan glanced up from his sheaf of permission slips when he heard his name called. Upon seeing his longtime friend, he smiled and took a moment to appreciate what she was wearing. "Good morning, Elyria. It's no trouble, I rather enjoy Hogsmeade weekends myself, and collecting permission slips i...

It was nine-o'clock in the morning on a brisk but dry Saturday in October, and Prof. Forrester stood on the leaf-strewn cobblestone of the clock tower courtyard where it met the covered bridge. He was dressed in his usual outdoor robes as he collected signed permission slips from students eager to v...

Ethan walked slowly and carefully as he escorted Cassandra out of the washroom area, through the dining area, and finally back out the street. "There was a boggart that had taken the form of a dragon, but I'm uncertain as to whether there's anything more to it or not. I trapped it in that crate...

Ethan took a moment to survey the collapsed joists. Some of them appeared safe to move, while others were apparently all that was keeping the ceiling from crashing down. Given the extensive damage, the 'reparo' charm wasn't going to be much help here. Wanting to err on the side of caution, he first ...

"When crafting a new spell, we have the luxury of being able to bind it to any wand movement we choose, so long as that movement hasn't previously been reserved for some other spell. Because the strength of this charm lies in the ability to use one arm to anchor the shield, while firing spells...

Ethan had been out for his daily jog in his animagus form, hoping to capitalize on the fact that most of the students would be sleeping as it was Saturday morning. While it wasn't necessary for him to be so reclusive, he preferred to draw as little attention to himself as possible--some students mig...

Greetings Prof. Rossi, My summer has been intellectually stimulating. I hope that you have found some pleasure and relaxation yourself. A couple weeks ago, the Daily Prophet announced an estate auction, and I decided to attend in case any rare books or artifacts were among the lots. To my delight I ...

"It's quite easy for us to feel constrained when we're not aware of all of our options. It's good that you won't feel quite as pressured as before--and I apologize if I ever said anything that might've led you to believe that you only get one chance to become an Auror." "Issues with ...

Since we don't have a lot of students yet, I'm going to try something a little different. All students are welcome to join this lesson. Just pretend that the material is appropriate for your student's year. In order to not create an unresolvable paradox that will break continuity, please avoid ment...

"You can find me in the clock tower courtyard at nine o'clock on whichever Saturday is announced for the next trip," Prof. Forrester replied. "That's where and when permission slips will be collected from the students not yet of age--I'm not sure if I'll be the one collecting them or...

"There's nothing to be sorry for. We wouldn't be human if we didn't show our emotions once in a while. If I may ask, what led to the end of the sessions with the psychotherapist?" Ethan then caught himself. "Sorry, don't answer that--that's really not for me to know--but perhaps some...

Ethan took a sip from his mug as Kyle began speaking, and listened intently. He recalled his own ambition to become an Auror, which had started when he'd just begun his first year at Hogwarts, motivated by his father's death and Voldemort's first defeat. He could certainly relate to his student's de...