Post by Arianne Creevey on Apr 4, 2008 11:44:27 GMT -5
The Ministry of Magic has finally cracked. Or at least that’s what the students of Hogwarts are beginning to believe. They were all expecting a rather normal year; one where they’d come to school, take their classes, pass their tests (or try to) and do whatever else it was they came to Hogwarts to do. None of them expected the Ministry to throw a wrench in their plans. None of them expected it, but it happened.
Halfway through the school year the Headmaster received a notice explaining a new class that all fourth through seventh years were required to take. They claimed too many marriages were failing. Too many children weren’t being taken care of the right way. And too many families were being broken. Their brilliant solution: Teach the students of Hogwarts how to cooperate as married couples. Oh yes. The Ministry thought their idea was wonderful. And to add insult to injury, they added the “X” factor. The one thing that could make or break a relationship: a child.
Not a real child, mind you. An enchanted doll, charmed to act just a real infant would. It would cry and wet, and ultimately drive its care takers nuts. But it wasn’t the doll that the students feared. It was how their Headmaster decided to handle the mandated class assignments. Students between fourth and seventh years would be put into pairs: one male and one female. They would be required to move out of their dormitories and into suites set up for them on one of two floors in the castle for the remainder of the year. They were required to make decisions together, based on assignments mailed to them once a week. And as such, they were required to take care of their “child” as its parents. Not only did the rules stipulate working in pairs, but the Headmaster Assigned those pairs. Some students are with housemates and yearmates, or even best friends or boyfriend and girlfriend. Others are not so lucky: they’re stuck with someone from another year, someone from another house, their worst enemies. Some are already in relationships. Some are paired with their crush. All are stuck with no way out. And they’re being graded as a couple. It’s pass or fail time.
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[/center]Halfway through the school year the Headmaster received a notice explaining a new class that all fourth through seventh years were required to take. They claimed too many marriages were failing. Too many children weren’t being taken care of the right way. And too many families were being broken. Their brilliant solution: Teach the students of Hogwarts how to cooperate as married couples. Oh yes. The Ministry thought their idea was wonderful. And to add insult to injury, they added the “X” factor. The one thing that could make or break a relationship: a child.
Not a real child, mind you. An enchanted doll, charmed to act just a real infant would. It would cry and wet, and ultimately drive its care takers nuts. But it wasn’t the doll that the students feared. It was how their Headmaster decided to handle the mandated class assignments. Students between fourth and seventh years would be put into pairs: one male and one female. They would be required to move out of their dormitories and into suites set up for them on one of two floors in the castle for the remainder of the year. They were required to make decisions together, based on assignments mailed to them once a week. And as such, they were required to take care of their “child” as its parents. Not only did the rules stipulate working in pairs, but the Headmaster Assigned those pairs. Some students are with housemates and yearmates, or even best friends or boyfriend and girlfriend. Others are not so lucky: they’re stuck with someone from another year, someone from another house, their worst enemies. Some are already in relationships. Some are paired with their crush. All are stuck with no way out. And they’re being graded as a couple. It’s pass or fail time.
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