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Ginny was 7 month pregnant, which meant it was time for her last class. She wasn't really looking forward to it, having to explain to the classes what would happen for their last few months of school until summer began. They had already complained so much about her having to leave, it seemed as though none of them had given even one iota of thought about how important this was to her.

This baby was more important to her than any of them would ever realize. It symbolized her and Xaver's relationship, as well as their small family, becoming whole. But these students wouldn't understand that. Actually, they couldn't. They were just kids, after all.

She had understood at that age, but she had been different. Something about growing up as fast as she had. By the time she was thirteen, she had killed more people than any of them could count. That's why she had gotten married so young, she;d needed to shoulder the responsibility caused from her killing the previous dictator. But her husband hadn't been stable enough to grow up like that. No other child would be able to.

The students disgusted her sometimes, actually. They believed they were old enough to make decisions about their lives and they really had no idea the impact that those decisions would have. They thought that they were in love with their boyfriends and girlfriends they had now, but they hadn't a clue what love took.
Ginny had decided to show them.

The bell rang, and Ginny slowly pushed herself out from behind her desk. She had stood to greet her class every day since she had started teaching them, and it wouldn't stop now, even with the backaches. Besides, when she was sitting down, it was hard to tell she was even pregnant. Where most women became slightly swollen around their faces, her's had stayed thin. The only extension visible on her body was her belly, where the growing baby was patiently waiting. She was still as small as ever, still as young looking as ever.

Students began to file in, and Ginny nodded to each of them. She wasn't smiling, wasn't showing any of them anything but acknowledgment. This wasn't going to be a fun class. In fact, it was going to be rather scary for them.

Walking slowly down the stairs, Albus came, lightheaded, and happy. It had been a great day, and it was to be finished by a class of Ginny's. He slowly opened the door, he was some of the last to come in.

Back pack resting on one shoulder, he was wearing an orange t-shirt with short arms, with a pair of
of slimming jeans. His hair was a bit ruffled, he'd showered just before he'd gone to bed, and he didn't really care so much how it looked.

Looking over to Ginny whilst he found himself a seat in the middle, he saw her nod, and smiled back, although it didn't seem that she was going to do the same to him.

Putting the backpack on the floor, he fished out a quill, his notebook, and some ink.
He put up today's date into the note book, and what class it was.

Albus looked over to Ginny, noticing how large her stomach had gotten in the past weeks.
It surely wasn't too long till the baby was born.

Jessie walked into the class, her bag slung over her shoulder.  She smiled at Ginny and gave a quick wave, which would look like a twitch if you weren't looking.

She turned to walk to a desk, and saw Albus.  She smiled at him too, but it was a different smile than the one she had given Ginny.  This one had a much deeper meaning. She sat next to him, setting her bag on the floor.

She pulled out a quill and ink, both had small amounts of glitter on them.  She pulled out her notebook, and then arranged herself for comfort.

((From this point on, if you want to join, pretend you've been here all along. For the purpose of the RP, I will do a teensy bit of god-moding.))

Ginny waited until the last seat was filled before she closed the door with a soft click. The entire room fell silent as all eyes lifted to look at their teacher, who walked back towards her desk. She stopped in the middle of the front of the class, easiest place for everyone to see her.

"Put your notebooks away."

Her voice was soft but full of authority. She expected for the students to do as she said with no questions asked. And they did. There was a flutter as the students piled their notebooks and quills back into their bags, a small murmur as they questioned each other. Ginny folded her hands behind her, watching them all as they settled back into their seats.

"As you all know, this is my last class with you for the school year. In just a few months, all of you will be going home for the summer vacation. Usually, I save this kind of thing for the class just before that. But when I leave, this class will become simply another study hall for you."

Ginny ran a hand through her bright red hair, shrugging one shoulder, "They felt they couldn't replace me or my class. Especially since no one has yet been able to figure out how to teach things the way I do."

"Anyway, I decided you are going to learn one of the most important Life Laws."

"Put your notebooks away."

Jessie heard the command, and instantly followed it.  She grabbed her notebook, quill, and ink, and put them back into their respective places in her bag.  She straightened back up in her chair, and said to the girl next to her, "What's going on?"  The girl shrugged, and so did she.

"In just a few months, all of you will be going home for the summer vacation."

Jessie groaned softly.  She never wanted to go home.  Of course she missed her family, but she would miss all of her friends when she left.

"Anyway, I decided you are going to learn one of the most important Life Laws."

Jessie straightened.  She listened closer, eager for the lesson to begin. 

"I know I talk a lot about the Life Laws. I haven't really explained them to any of you. So let's see what you know about them, ok?"

She narrowed her eyes, "Can anyone tell me what Life Laws are? Can anyone name a few?"

Ginny folded her arms, raising one eyebrow. She didn't expect them to be able to answer either questions, and if they could answer her, she'd be surprised. She leaned against the desk, standing too long hurt her feet. After all, she was carrying a few extra pounds, and he body wasn't quite used to it.

The students shifted uncomfortably, all of them looking at each other. They weren't sure what to say, no one wanted to be wrong. Their teacher didn't seem to be in a good mood. They had no clue what to do.

Jessie scoured her brain for an answer, but came up short.  She looked around the room, and it seemed that the rest of the students were lost for the answer as well.  On a typical day, Jessie wouldn't mind being wrong, but Ginny seemed different today, so she didn't risk it.

Albus smiled, he didn't even bother to search his mind. He didn't know any of the life laws.
Shifting, he fixed his clothes, checked his hair for an antenna, and looked up at Ginny, waiting for the explanation. Feeling hungry, he opened his backpack and took out an orange.

Starting to peel it, he stuck in a nail, making a rift. Starting to peel it, he put the rest on the table.

Rhymed pulled the headphones off his head, pushing them back behind him onto the back of his neck as he slowly raised his hand.  Even with the music gone it was always running through his mind.  You could take away his hearing and he would still have the music there, it was a part of him and would only die when he did. 

Being brought up in the forest with a mother still stuck far in the old ways of magic made certain lessons hold true.  The teacher could have meant something totally different but to him it sounded basically simple. 

"Laws that govern the basics of life.  The Law of Death, the Law of Birth and Rebirth.  The Laws of Making and Unmaking and many of the lesser laws that tell us what can and cannot happen naturally in nature and where we really shouldn't tread on our own, even with magic?" his voice was slightly confident but still had a tinge of uncertainty.

He was always insecure when asking questions after his father beating him whenever he got something wrong, which for him was fairly often.  He never got the strict rules of the newer magics, such how if you state a spell one way, this happens, or this way another thing happens.  He loved how older magic, as long as your intentions were true and in line, what you wanted would occur. 

Ginny nodded, "Good guess, Rhyme. He got a few of them wrong, but he's got the idea. They are laws that govern life. Birth, death, love, creating, destroying. And he's also right about not treading into those places on our own."

She paused, narrowing her eyes before snapping her fingers. Albus's orange rose from his hand, high into the air near he twenty foot ceiling and spun in place for a moment before bursting into millions of little specks.
"Albus, pay attention."

She refocused on the subject at hand.
"These laws are all in place to make sure that the other laws can take place. You are born to love, to recreate, to destroy, and to die."

Ginny looked increasingly tired as she scanned the room, frowning with what seemed a small amount of anger. The students hadn't done anything wrong, they had nothing to fear.
Nonetheless...

"The Life Law I am going to expand upon today is the Law of Love." She folded her arms, raising an eyebrow.
"How many of you can define that word for me?"

Albus felt embarrassed, as the orange rose to the air. His cheeks going a slight blue, he fixed his eyes on Ginny, listening closely on what Rhyme and she said. Not wanting to deal his thoughts about his embarrassedment, his mind was blank; not wanting to share what he thought with Ginny, and all many of
the others in the room.

Remaining silent, he didn't feel like answering.

Rhyme smirked as he remembered back to the song he played in the forest a few days ago.  Love my be a lost art in this day an age but the thing his sound talked about sure was still around.  He decided to share with the class something...tamer.  It was a bit sugary for his taste, but most love songs were. 

His eyes moved down to the mp3 player in his pocket as he focused on his headphones with his mind, spreading the effect a bit to the room.  It put a decent strain on his mind since his body had to supply the extra energy to move the air to create the music.  With a tiny hardly noticeable twitch of his finger, music began to play. 


At the end of the first chorus he let go of the supply of energy and the music cut out.  He was tired from projecting the music for even that short period of time.  It was much easier when the made the music himself or if it was made naturally, that was easy to amplify and change even, electrically recorded stuff...that was hard.  It was even slightly annoying to get it to play at all here with all the enchantments around the dang school. 

He tried to keep his face straight during the event but he figured it would be traced back to the person with headphones around his neck anyway and couldn't help letting a small smirk escape. 

(("Love Just Is" Hilary Duff  Note:  I didn't think of this song off hand, got to credit to a friend from TMA for that.  You rock Liz!))

Ginny frowned as the music began playing and she zeroed in on Rhyme.
"You make a point, Rhyme. But next time, raise you hand."

Her frustration with this class was growing quickly, and now she stood with her hands on her hips facing them.
"How many of you even heard the question? Or are you all too busy off in la-la land to even pay attention?"

Her voice was raising steadily, "Will someone define love for me? And raise your hands!"

Jessie knawed on her bottom lip.  Whenever Ginny was angry, it scared her. She knew she wasn't the only one that was scared of Ginny, so that helped a little.

Jessie raised her hand, shyly.  She hoped her hand wasn't shaking, but if it wasn't it would be soon.

Ginny's dark eyes rested on Jessie for a moment before she nodded.
"Let's hear it."

The fact of the matter was, Ginny doubted any of them would give a correct answer. But she needed to understand how they thought about love before she taught them the truth. The truth was complex, and she had a feeling that only a few of the students would understand her explanation. But she had to try. This would be the last time she was their teacher.

Bucky also raised his hand, he knew the definition because he was in love,Bucky was very mature but made some bad decisions, these decisions made pepole view Bucky very differently.




Bucky's hand started to ache so he brought his right hand down and immediately put his left hand up,he wanted to answer.

Jessie glanced at Bucky.  Seeing motion almost always made her look toward it.  She looked back at Ginny and said, "Love is a mutual feeling between two people.  It's a feeling of extreme liking and passion."  Love was complex.  It was almost impossible to describe it in words, but she did the best she could.

Bucky had a different definition which came from the heart,Bucky's hand started to to ache so he swapped hands yet again,as any sane person could tell Bucky really wantted to answer Ginny's love question.

"It seems Bucky disagrees with you."

Ginny's dark eyes settled on Bucky, narrowing slightly in annoyance. She motioned for him to give his answer, almost amused at the fact he thought he could answer correctly. But not quite. She was annoyed and irked by something, and it showed by her dark eyes and steel glare.

"What do you think, Bucky?"

"Love is when you what word should I us O.K I'll use like allow,me to begin again love is when you like something more than anything else in the world" Bucky answered a little embarrassed because he was not sure what to say where he said the word like.

Ginny rolled her eyes, "Wrong. And Jessie's is wrong too, for the most part."

Their teacher shook her head, causing her red hair to tumble about as she frowned at the entire classroom. No one else wanted to try and answer the question, so she continued with her lesson. Here came the interesting part.
"Another question. Raise your hand if you are in love."

She raised an eyebrow and raised her own hand, to show by example.

"if we don't know what it is how do we know if we are?" Bucky asked Ginny without raising his hand "Could you please tell us the definition?" asked Bucky.

Jessie sucked in a sharp breath.  If Ginny was angry, liked she seemed to be, Bucky might not last much longer in the class.  She felt like she should raise her hand, but Ginny's wrath scared her more.

Albus followed the happenings around him, deciding it was best of him to not mix in.
Even though he was silent, he paid attention, to Ginny, and the others in the class. Ginny could be scary, he knew that. He wasn't slobbering around now, he knew better then not to.

Looking over at Jessie, he raised his hand, then focusing on Ginny again. His hand was half stretched up, and he didn't get tired having it up in the air.

Jessie saw Albus raise his hand, and that gave her courage.  She caught his eye, then raised hers too.  She knew Ginny would probably think that she wasn't in love, but as far as Jessie could tell, she was.

Ginny frowned at Bucky, shaking her head, "Either you think you are or you don't."

Then Albus raised his hand, almost lazily, and jessie's followed. For the first time, Ginny actually smiled. Her eyes softened as she looked from Albus to Jessie, then out over rest of the class. They seemed to feel awkward, afraid. She sighed at them, then addressed Jessie and Albus directly.

"When you see each other, what happens? I'm going to bet that your heart jumps, your breath shortens, you get almost dizzy, and all you really want more than anything in the world is to touch in some way to make sure the other is real. Right?"

She unfolded her arms, slowly relaxing.
"I bet you can't imagine the future without each other in it. It's not a conscious effort to include the other in your futures, it just happens. Just as you always imagine siblings and family. You just know that you are going to be there for each other, even after you've had a huge fight. Right?"

Bucky frowned he did not think things like this at all he just ammagined a girl with a good looking body and a question mark face,Bucky looked to Isabelle *Jeese I don't love her what was I thinking* Bucky thought to himself.

Albus glimted over at Jessie, as Ginny talked nearly directly to them, he was embarrassed by her directness, the fact that she was talking about love, so openly, was kind of weird, atleast to his childish mind. Taking down his hand, he felt the tickling sensation in his stomach, why did it always have to come when he didn't 'need' it?

The words that Ginny said, made him realize, his feelings were just like she'd described.

Rhyme couldn't help rolling his eyes at the teacher's comment about what the students were feeling.  He didn't doubt that that is what some of them felt, but he did doubt that it was love.  Very few people who get together at their age stayed together for long, well, unless they were forced together by having a kid. 

That is the only reason why he thought his parents stayed together.  It would have looked long for them to walk out on each other having nothing really wrong outside of poor connection.  He was too stern and stubborn while she was a free spirit.

He heard and sang about all the different types of relationship, abusive, loving, family, even the strange ones that would make some of these kids turn pale and nearly feint.  He grinned as he had Hum Hallelujah run through his mind.  It reminded him a lot of might happen to his fellow students.  He didn't play it out loud, not wanting the teachers wrath, at least today, though he did think it loud, and anyone with psychic power could probably hear it even though he had non himself.

Rhyme rose his hand and spoke.

"I maybe jaded but do you really believe that 90% of these people will still be together in 5 years?  Maybe even 1 or 2?"

((Ignore Elwood's post. It has nothing to do with this RP, and has only served to anger me.))

"Actually, Rhyme. No, I don't."
Ginny shook her head slowly, her dark eyes resting on him after flickering over the entire class once. She shrugged lightly.

"I do, however, anticipate seeing Albus and Jessie together for a long time. Maybe not for the rest of their lives, but for at least a few years." She frowned, "It is true that most of you will have several different relationships before you find the right person."

Her smile made Ginny seem almost angry again, "Some of you will even marry the wrong person, because you think they are right." She shook her head, sighing and banishing memories away from her.

After a moment, which she took to calm herself, Ginny nodded, "But those feelings I described earlier? Childish, right? Basic. The simple need for affection. The truth is, you are capable of falling in love with just about everyone in this room."

She shrugged again, "That doesn't mean you will, of course. But it's possible. It is also exactly just as possible to fall in love with all of us and then fall out of love. It's possible that you can love someone one day, and a few months later hate them."

(( Ginny's classroom is a separate one down in the dungeons, and, she said in the start when the class oficially started, that everyone else joining, should pretend they'd been there from the start. But just keep Elwood out of the Rp now, since it is the wisest thing and we're in the middle of it))

Albus smiled embarrased, his cheeks turning a faint blue. The thought occured in his mind, what would happen to him and Jessie in the future? But before he could go into deep thoughts, he left it since he didn't want to deal with it, least not now.

He raised his hand, was eager to ask the next question.

Ginny nodded at Albus to give him permission to go ahead and ask his question, slightly amused that he even had one.

A few of the students looked very confused, some looked angry, and even some looked upset. Like they had just discovered something unpleasant. Ginny had expected all these reactions, and was waiting for more.

((Albus, you are allowed to do what Rhyme does when he asks a question. Assume I'm going to call on you and just speak. As long as it says h rose his hand somewhere, you don't have to wait for me.))

(( k  :) ))

Albus mouth opened his mouth, sucking mouth in. " But, how can there be a law of love, when you can fall in love with every person in this room? " He focused on Ginny, talking slowly.

(( Sorry for the short post! I have to go now, and I wanted to reply! ))

Ginny smiled, nodding.

"That's part of the law. I said you were capable of falling in love with everyone in this room. But will you? Absolutely not."

She shook her head to emphasize her point. "You will only fall in love with someone who returns you original affections. You will only fall in love with someone who is compatible with you."

Ginny was still smiling, "Usually, the way you feel for someone now is going to change. In rare cases, it won't. But for most of you, it's going to change. So what I'm trying to say is, love is equal to absolute chaos."

"You never know which way it's going to go, things change constantly, something break apart for no reason, and some stay together for no reason. There is no reason. It just is or isn't."

Jessie looked at Albus when he raised his hand.  What could he be asking?

"But, how can there be a law of love, when you can fall in love with every person in this room?" Jessie nodded.  That was a good question. 

As Ginny finished her reply, Jessie looked at Albus.  Could there ever be a time when she hated him?  Even just a time where she didn't love him?  It seemed impossible, and yet... Jessie had trouble believing that it was impossible.  She was an extreme optimist who said that anything was possible.  She simply held onto the fact that there were rare cases of people who stuck together.

Then Albus looked ay Ginny took of running,Ginny followed,then they where in Albus's bed room."Why are we here?"She asked quite confused."I thought you should have the baby here" he said."I already had it""Then lie down""ok"
She slepet long she woke to find herself and Albus naked.And that she was pregnet,again.

((I know that you probably haven't posted in many threads before, so I'll try to put this simply. You can only play your character.  Albus will play his, Ginny will play hers, I will play mine.  So you can talk about what your character is saying, thinking, or doing, but not what anyone else's character is doing.  This will make it more realistic. Also, try to stay on topic.  We're having a serious class conversation.  Not banging the teacher.))

((And that post is ewlllll  ))

((I was the one who posted last... it's someone else's turn...))

Bucky raised his hand and asked "But what is the point of bringing up this subject what are you trying to get through to each of us, is it that we should be cautious before getting married, or just to entertain us" Bucky thought that Ginny must have some motive of bringing it up and decided to add "And I'm quite sure because you're so intelligent that you do have a good reason, or at lest a exceptable one.



"Are you trying to say not to get pregnant to early or the experience won't fell as holy because you are having a baby with the right person" Bucky asked. He thought to himself *Did she have her other son with the wrong man maybe that's what it is?*.

Jessie turned and looked at Bucky.  How could he even ask that?  Questioning the teachers reasons for teaching something was just not something Jessie ever did, or thought about doing.  She normally played by the rules, which made her life a lot easier because most teachers liked her.

After Bucky had asked his question, Jessie turned back to look at Ginny.  Then Bucky went further in his question.  She looked at him in disbelief.  She wasn't sure how Ginny would take this, and she wasn't sure that she wanted to stick around and find out.

Ginny smile stayed on her face, even with Bucky's strange questions.
"My reason's for teaching what I teach are my own, and someday you will see them."

"As for the whole pregnant thing...well, that's your choice. I wouldn't recommend having a child early in life." She shrugged, she had given birth to Cody when she was 17. She knew how complicated it was.

"And I would definitely wait until you are married and have a good job."
Xaver hadn't been around when Cody had been born. Or even for the first three years. She'd had to do everything. Not only had she been a teenage mother, but she'd been alone for it too.

She shook her head at his thought question, "And no, Bucky. I didn't have Cody to the wrong man. The idea is impossible to even conceive, he's the spitting image of Xaver Xian."

"O.K then thankyou I was quite intrested in this discussion I thought I'd just say my bit because I really thought I'd contribute my thought to the discussion and now I look back they where quite bizarre sort of questions" Bucky told Ginny in a sort of a way of trying to plead his case because he had a strange felling he was aggravating her and did not want to continue in doing so or even have done.



Bucky was suddenly felling sick in his stomach which he usually did when he was worried or scared that something could happen resulting in a lot of guilt or worryings.

Jessie continued to look at Bucky, watching him ramble on, trying to explain himself.  She sighed and rolled her eyes slightly.  As he kept talking, Jessie noticed his face becoming slightly green.  She hoped someone else had a different question, or that Ginny would continue teaching in order to take the spotlight off of Bucky.  She was afraid that if they didn't, he might throw up.

((Trying to resurrect the thread...))