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|WHO:| Charlie Weasley | Lavender Brown
|WHEN:| Tuesday, 16 February, afternoon
|WHERE:| On the grounds of Hogwarts, outside, tending to the animals after dismissing his class.
|WHAT:| After teaching a class, for which he usually laid-back (albeit excited about the subject matter), Charlie ends up staying to have a bit of a chat.
|RATING:| G/PG
|STATUS:| In progress | OPEN

He did not dress like a professor. He did not talk much like a professor. He did not keep to his syllabus much at all like a professor, nor did he have too much of an agenda like a professor.

Charlie was not much of a professor at all.

Preferring to think his students at least thought good of him, Charlie understood they had their minds on other things, in other classes, or no interest in his class whatsoever. There were plenty of classes Charlie did not care for much at all, but he still put forth a lot of effort, refraining from holding his students to the same standard he held himself (he would not think that fair, at any rate).

"Right!" he said, catching everyone's attention after a lesson outside with an Aethonan (a popular breed of winged horses in Britain and Ireland) that some students seemed to actually like very much, "class dismissed, but stick around with me if you want to help me tend to them. And, remember, I want some of you to get stung by a Billywig next class, but purely a volunteer thing. I'll do it myself as well. It's safe, and just something absolutely related to nothing we're doing this year. Cheers!"

Watching as the students began to leave and walk across the grounds, he could not help but feel slightly nervous during his lessons and a bit worried that he was worse than he thought. At least students did make the effort to talk to him. Charlie was not, in his opinion, the least bit intimidating and thought of himself as approachable considering how relaxed an atmosphere he kept his classes. Even so, he could not help think about what his students' opinions were about him and his class.