Who: Heinrich Kronenberg and the other fifth years!
What: Discussions about Thestrals
When: June 2nd, during Care of Magical Creatures.
Where: Outside on school grounds.
Rating: PG, maybe PG-13 depending.

Heinrich knew he'd be able to see Thestrals. The amount of times he'd watched - or assisted - Liesl in the torture and subsequent murders of half-bloods, mudbloods, or Muggle filth made it plain he'd seen death. He'd caused it. But he wasn't prepared to see how many other students in the class could see them. It stood to reason, honestly. Durmstrang was a dangerous school. People died in duels, in accidents, all manner of things. There was now an entire class of Combative Magic students who had seen Professor Radomira die, for instance.

So instead of paying attention, Heinrich spent to first few minutes of class, as the Thestrals were brought out, to scan the faces of his classmates and see who could see them, and who could not. So far his discoveries where unsurprising. He was curious to know whether Lidia could or even Dahlia, but for now, his attention was nearly everywhere at once.

WHO: Davit Beridze and OPEN
WHERE: Outside on the grounds, under a tree.
WHEN: Wednesday, Lunchtime
WHAT: Davit is having some downtime between classes and runs into someone. IT COULD BE YOU!
RATING: G
STATUS: Incomplete.

The most favorite thing Davit Beridze loved about Germany was the pastries. He couldn't get enough of them and it was the only time he liked having a high metabolism when he munched on its goodness. Having finished his meal of substance, he found he still had some time before his next class. Grabbing a couple Berliners, he headed outside where the weather seemed to be getting consistently warmer. Finding a good spot under a tree, he placed his precious pastries in his lap before digging out a book. It was one of the mystery novels his father wrote and it was so very nice to be reading a language he was familiar with; Georgian.

He took out his watch and glanced at it. Okay, it seems he has a good 1/2 hour before he would have to go to his next class. His homework was done so he had nothing really to worry about. Now, this would be a good time to relax at least for a little bit. No, he didn't have anything particular on his mind. Lela, his muggle girlfriend, briefly flitted into his mind as he thought the dark beauty of the forest would be like the forest the two imagined about when they were little playing pretend games. Of course, he wouldn't dream of bringing her here... not now, especially with the rumors of attacks on students. He opened his book to the last spot he was at as he munched on one of his pastries. Nothing like a nice snack and a good book.