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The Ancient Runes classroom: no frills, no fancy equipment. It contained rows of desks, a lectern, a chalkboard upon which angular letters had been drawn.

For the present occasion, it also contained a properly berobed Mr. Wednesday. He had stuck a sign on the door reading "Ancient Runes class in session", the date, and the time. This room had long stood in disuse, and Wednesday well knew what uses the students found for Hogwarts' surfeit of empty classrooms — not that he cared as a general rule, but his class session should not be interrupted by trysting youths, karate kids, or Michael Scott.



He began without fanfare. "Welcome to Ancient Runes. I hope you left your preconceptions at the door.

"There's too much hearsay when it comes to runes. Neo-pagans, bless their hearts, get excited about these things, and few of them have a background in comparative linguistics, even the lore-keen Asatruar. On the other hand, the first runemasters wouldn't have had the first clue about comparative linguistics, either. Modern sophistication can help us keep our terms straight, but remember it's no substitute for heart.

"Heart is important. Belief is important. If you do not believe in the power of the runes, you cannot use them with magical intent. The same is true for any alphabetic or numerical system, or indeed any symbol in the history of mankind. Understand I mean the belief and intent of the caster, not the object of the enchantment. The object need not have the first clue what a rune is or looks like."

Wednesday was not lying. Belief made magic work. It just so happened that a belief in runic magic also helped to build the kind of subconscious faith that strengthened and sustained old gods like himself.

"The runic alphabet was used by speakers of the Germanic languages, primarily in the first millennium of the Common Era" (damned if he'd use that upstart Yeshua's birth as a temporal marker). Mr. Wednesday proceeded to give a cursory overview of the history of the Germanic languages: all of them having descended from Proto-Indo-European, thence to Proto-Germanic, and subsequently diverging into several branches labeled by geography. North Germanic, West Germanic, East Germanic. "East Germanic we have as a relic in the Gothic language. The Goths devised their own alphabet, which you can use for numerological purposes if you like, but it's not runic, and we're not going to be discussing it here." He went on to touch briefly upon the distinction between North Germanic – its descendants the modern Scandinavian languages – and West Germanic.

"Modern scholars will tell you that the runes may somehow have been inspired by a North Italic or Etruscan script. Impressive similarities between the runes and Old Italic alphabets can be identified. Where did those people get their letters, so similar to runes in shape? From the Latin alphabet? The medieval Scandinavian mythographer Snorri Sturluson wrote that Odin himself came from Asia. Let's not get carried away with visions of Fu Manchu mustaches, and realize that Snorri was pointing back to the selfsame roots we've only just discussed from a linguistic perspective: the connectedness of Indo-European languages and culture. Chicken and egg, my dears, this Etruscan business versus a Northern European point of origin. What Snorri could tell you, what the Eddas will tell you, is that the runes have a divine origin. Hogwarts will have shown you that gods are real, whether you choose to worship them, whether they're indeed worthy of your worship. And in this class, we will not debate the divine origin of the runes. It's that origin that gives them their magic. On the other hand, this doesn't mean we can't be levelheaded about tracing what mankind has done with the runes."

He then detailed, again briefly, the various uses to which runes had historically been put. "What you'll find is that the older runic inscriptions have magicoreligious significance, whereas the more prosaic and mundane uses of runes, the business notes and such, are later inscriptions. I use the word ‘prosaic' loosely here. Remember that naming and claiming are themselves not acts devoid of magic." There were bracteates, mass-produced metal talismans that bore runic inscriptions likely meant for protection. There were runestones erected as monuments to the dead. There were simple scratchings of names into combs made of bone, labels of ownership. Likewise, wooden tags bearing names in runic letters, "like writing your name inside your shirt with a Magic Marker before mommy sends you off to camp." And there were rune-staves, wooden sticks bearing everything from magic charms to business memos.

"So: wood, stone, bone, metal are the objects upon which you'll find ‘ancient runes' engraved. The use of parchment came with Roman influence, and the sorts of people who were using that kind of material were going to be writing in the Roman alphabet, you can infer.

"Nonetheless, paper is cheaper these days, and the worst you'll incur using quill and ink is a papercut, unless you're truly clumsy or hellbent on destruction. So paper it will be, in this classroom. When you're better at runes, you may wish to carve your own rune-staves or engrave your own metal amulets, and you may see me in my office for guidance.

"In the last class, I told you there are several variants of the runic alphabet. The Elder and Younger Futhark are Norse, and while I am fondest of these, we won't be using them today. We'll be using the English runes – the futhorc. Why? Because we're in England. English runes will work better for us, here on English soil. If you're interested in the older forms of the runic alphabet, I can direct you to some external reading. Alternately, you can stab yourself in the side with a spear and hang on a tree for nine days and nights, as a sacrifice to me and to yourself, in that order. That option will gain you extra credit." He smiled, to show it was a joke, but the smile was uncommonly toothy.

"That concludes the lecture section of our little meeting. Let's take a brief break, and return in ten minutes for the practical portion. The part where I teach you to do magic."

The magic turned out to be a useful variety, this time around. True to his word, Wednesday focused on English runes. He told the students a story, an incident mentioned in Bede's Ecclesiastical History, in which a Northumbrian warrior named Imma was captured by enemy forces and kept in shackles, but the shackles fell off. "Bede recorded this incident as an object lesson supporting his own faith. Imma had a brother who was a Christian priest, and who had been saying masses for Imma's soul. These incantations, intended to free the soul of the departed from the shackles of posthumous punishment, turned out to have earthly power. A Christian miracle, says our Venerable Bede! What makes this episode of interest to us is another aspect of the story. You see, the enemy leader was not a Christian, and Bede records that this very sensible fellow presumed Imma was carrying litteras solutorias -- ‘loosing letters'. Bede was writing in Latin, you see. He was translated by his own countrymen into their native tongue, and in that tongue, which we now call Old English – a West Germanic language, you'll recall from the lecture earlier – the translator rendered litteras solutorias as alysendlecan rune. The Mercian warrior, Imma's captor, asked him whether he had rune-staves concealed on his person.

"You can imagine what a handy thing that might be to have.

"We're going to learn today how to make one. On paper, rather than on twigs, but if you imbue it with the proper power, this little runic charm will loosen fetters from you. It's a one-time use, and loses its efficacy after it's been activated, so in a real-life practical situation, you'd best finalize your escape quickly. Our friend Imma wasn't so lucky, otherwise we wouldn't have this little story to memorialize his experience."

Wednesday drew the runic formula on the chalkboard. "There's more to this than copying the figures out," he warned. "Some of you won't have the level of necessary faith. Some of you simply won't have the talent of alphabetic magic, the same way some of you aren't naturally gifted at music or athletics. And some of you will simply have beginner's luck. What I'd like you to do is to practice making your runic charms, then try it out on one another by use of these handcuffs."

They were real handcuffs. Wednesday had the keys to each set.

"If you yourself put yourself in fetters, the charm won't work. You have to be fettered by another person. Pair up and give it a go. I'll add that unlike some members of the faculty –" he was thinking of Professor Snape's infamous sex ed class – "I have absolutely no interest in watching students play slap-and-tickle. If handcuffing one another excites you too much, go find another classroom. An empty one, thank you."

Date: 2009-08-13 01:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] charlesofdensen.livejournal.com
Ofdensen had been taking extensive notes throughout the class, and picked up a pair of handcuffs, wondering who he should test this out with first.

Date: 2009-08-13 02:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] best-guitarist.livejournal.com
"I handscuffs you first, ja?" Skwisgaar suggested when he noticed Ofdensen was lacking a partner. He was, of course, just hoping Dethklok's manager wouldn't be able to get out of them.

Date: 2009-08-13 02:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] charlesofdensen.livejournal.com
Ignoring the voice in the back of Ofdensen's head that was telling him this was a bad idea, Ofdensen nodded. "All right." He held out his hands.

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Date: 2009-08-13 01:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] vislor-turlough.livejournal.com
Turlough had a rather sadistic grin on his face. Oh, so many people he'd like to handcuff and just leave there. Shame Wednesday is having them practice runes to free each other.

Oh well. He could have a little fun.

Date: 2009-08-13 01:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hopalongmcgurk.livejournal.com
"I see that look on your face," I comment from Turlough's elbow, smirking. "It just begs to be challenged." I reach for the cuffs and offer them to him. "Let's see if you really paid attention or not."

Date: 2009-08-13 01:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] vislor-turlough.livejournal.com
"All right." Turlough quickly prepped a rune. "Bring it."

At least this time he had a say in getting tied up.

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Paging Wednesday

Date: 2009-08-13 01:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] woocha.livejournal.com
Ooh, ooh! Professor! I can't wear handcuffs! What should I do?

Date: 2009-08-13 01:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] woocha.livejournal.com
Mmmmmm....can I change a pair of handcuffs into a choke chain? I can change them back when we're done.

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Date: 2009-08-13 01:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gourmetchairman.livejournal.com
Kaga was finding all this fascinating, if a bit pedantic. He was enjoying the history lesson, and was looking a bit forward to practicing runes.

Then Mr. Wednesday brought out the handcuffs.

Kaga paled slightly. He did wait until Wednesday cut them loose before getting up, bowing to Wednesday. "I'm sorry, but I cannot stay."

He briskly walked out of the room.

Date: 2009-08-13 02:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] best-guitarist.livejournal.com
Why Skwisgaar had bothered to attend an actual class at Hogwarts was anyone's guess. Sheer boredom, lack of anyone to enjoy his favourite pastime with that didn't involve playing the guitar, both were likely contributing factors. And so he'd sat there, compulsively fingering his guitar through the lecture, as was his habit, the unplugged instrument almost soundless. Playing helped him concentrate, at least.

Talk of handcuffs naturally caught his interest. He knew how to slip them the more mundane way, but using runes seemed like it'd be even easier. And, you know, a pretty cool party trick.

Date: 2009-08-13 03:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rarebookangel.livejournal.com
"Do you need a partner?"

Naturally, the dapper and fabulous-looking gentleman who addressed Skwisgaar would be the least metal person in the entire room, maybe even the entire school. Aziraphale had rather enjoyed the class, even though he was certain Wednesday was probably one of Crowley's. But the young man had caught his attention, and Aziraphale was always up for talking music. Pity the music that Aziraphale's side was responsible for was probably the kind that Skwisgaar would hate.

Date: 2009-08-13 04:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] best-guitarist.livejournal.com
Skwisgaar had a very special hatred indeed for the atrocity that was Christian rock, which was actually unrelated to his being a nihilist*. There was just something fundamentally wrong about trying to combine rock music and religion like that.

He was squinting at Aziraphale as though it hurt to look at him, his first impression being that the guy was a total fruitcake. Regardless, he reluctantly nodded. "Yous wants to go first or shoulds I?"


*Despite his occasional professed belief in Odin and Valhalla, generally right before he thinks he's about to die, he still identifies as a nihilist.

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Date: 2009-08-13 03:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] iam-beowulf.livejournal.com
Beowulf totally already knew runes. He used them in the computer lab all the time.

He came to class mainly because it was satisfying to study something he already knew. Studying didn't come naturally to Beowulf.

He nearly fell asleep during Wednesday's lecture, and doodled pictures of Sack Joe on his parchment.

Date: 2009-08-13 03:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] woocha.livejournal.com
Wishbone nudged Beowulf's leg with his nose. HI BEOWULF!

Date: 2009-08-14 01:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] iam-beowulf.livejournal.com
Beowulf stared at Wishbone. "HEBBO," he said. "IN THE NAME OF TARVU I BID YOU GREETINGS!"

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Date: 2009-08-13 04:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] guy-from-mars.livejournal.com
Valentine Michael Smith had done his homework. He had memorized the texts Wednesday had suggested they read, and had listened to Wednesday's lecture with a rapt expression. his impression of the man was that he was perhaps the closest Earth could ever come to a true Old One. The joy of this realization made him nearly discorporate on the spot, and he would have done so had not he promised not to do that.
He copied the rune dutifully, and was confident that he could manage it without difficulty. After all, if the Old One said it could be done, then it could, and he looked around eagerly for someone who might be willing to let him practice this bit of wisdom with.

Date: 2009-08-13 03:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raistlin-red.livejournal.com
Raistlin listened to the lecture, curious to hear how runes functioned in this world. Opening a lock was one of the earlier spells he had learned, but it never hurt to expand his repetoire with the more useful spells. He spied the young man glancing around the room, eager to try out the new rune.

"Do you require a partner?" he asked softly.

Date: 2009-08-14 12:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] guy-from-mars.livejournal.com
"A partner would be a great goodness," Mike responded eagerly. He offered a hand in greeting, as he had seen others do. "I am Valentine Michael Smith," he said formally. "My house is Ravenclaw. It is nice to meet you... dude." (He was still under the impression that 'dude' was a term of affection and respect used among earthlings. The mun has no intention of disabusing him of this notion.)

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Date: 2009-08-13 02:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mello-n-choco.livejournal.com
I listen carefully. While linguistics and comparative linguistics are right up my alley, I'd never quite heard them put this way, by someone who had seen their evolution as opposed to trying to piece it together from what evidence could be found now. It was fascinating. Notes are unnecessary for me. If I needed to write something down, then I was doing something wrong, though I would need to write to learn the mechanics of the written language.

The handcuffs are interesting. Though, I do have to wonder if the runes are specific to the shackles, to the metal, of if they can be generalized to being bound and how strong they can be made.

It's a sign of how much this place has affected me that I don't even blink at the need for 'faith' to have the ward work.

Date: 2009-08-13 03:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hopalongmcgurk.livejournal.com
After the experience with Turlough, I glance around, hoping to see if anybody needs anything, and promptly spot a familliar face I haven't seen in a while.

I walk over to Mello, smiling, and perch on the edge of the desk next to his. "Didn't really picture you for a scholar," I remark by way of greeting.

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Date: 2009-08-14 03:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] my-soul-itches.livejournal.com
Megan tried to pay attention the entire time, she really did. She had vowed to learn anything and everything here that could possibly help her to help her friends back home, and who knew when knowing ancient rune magic could help? Still, she was much more of the kind of person who learned by experience rather than by listening, since her mind tended to wander back to her friends and home.

She eyed the handcuffs warily once the lecture part was over. Definite practical use just in case she got arrested, but... eep.

Date: 2009-08-15 12:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] miranda-bnewski.livejournal.com
"You look pretty nervous, but it won't be so bad." Miranda commented. "Would you like me to go first?"

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Date: 2009-08-15 02:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] crispydemon.livejournal.com
Hiei slipped into the classroom right as the lecture began and took his place in the back, removing himself from everyone else. He listened patiently but didn't take any notes. When the professor finished the lesson he took out a pair of handcuffs. Hiei could escape something like that on his own, but knowing runes was useful too he supposed. Just in case.

Soon after the handcuffs were produced though, he saw Kaga stand up and leave the room. Hiei didn't catch what he said, but he was sure he knew exactly what was going on.

Hiei frowned and stared at the classroom door.. He was soon lost in thought.

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