SPOILER!!: ZE BIRTH!
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Anna Banana 
Peyton circulated the area as the students gathered the hay and then created the little bed. A few times, she'd wanted to speak up, mainly to glare and then firmly respond to a few remarks here and there, but she refrained. She'd given that part of the lesson to Firth, and he was handling things in his own unique way.
The bed of hay was pretty big now. Any bigger and the poor cow would need a harness to be lifted onto it. "Okay, okay, that's enough hay. If you still haven't added your load to the bed, then just make a separate stack of it over there," she said, pointing to a different location. "We have enough hay on this bed for now."
Once the cow was good and situated, Peyton backed up then turned to the students. "...and now, we wait." Which could be an hour, so they may as well get comfortable.
...but just as she said that, an extra loud, "MOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" echoed throughout the little enclosure.
She grew wide-eyed and frantically gestured toward Firth, although she knew he'd know what to do, as well. "This is it, class! Either look up or turn away now." Because they did have two choices.
She watched as Firth helped the mother cow adjust her position a bit more, and then once he reached up, she knew he was guiding he cow out into the world. Moments later, a tiny little calf was there in the enclosure. "So perfect!" she exclaimed. "Such a little miracle!"
Okay....enough hay said Professor Barlow. With a sigh, Beezus returned the bales she had gathered back to the stack. Those weren't any soft as the first bunch she had anyway, so it was okay if she didn't add it in. Besides, the hay beds looked more than comfortable for Bonny and her baby now.
So...they were to wait and ------
O___O
Her head snapped like lightning to the Groundskeeper who was assisting Bonny. Professor Barlow's voice fell into the background along with the choices she offered the group as more mooing were heard from the mommy cow. Beezus was nervous and excited....that she was biting her nails from the suspense of it all. Of course, her large dark brown eyes were strained hard on the event taking place before her. She didn't dare look away or even blink.
....and then.....
MEEP!FLAIL!ASDFGJKL!
A babycow! Babycow! BABYCOOOOOW!
The brunette SQUEALED yet again as she took a step forward....the baby calf.....a girl.....it was.....UGH....there weren't words enough what she was feeling at the moment.....and it was such a quick, easy and safe delivery......UGH! The calf was boooootiful!
....and without meaning to, she was suddenly sniffling loudly and the next thing she knew, her eyes were tearing up.
What they had witnessed was just......so wonderful.
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Cassirin As cool as it was to watch a cow being born, Mo scoffed a little bit at the entirely unscientific googly-eyes the professor was making about the birth. "Professor, cows are born every day. Every day events are hardly miracles." Ravenclaws insisted on verbal exactitude, even in times of extreme excitement.
....No, Marcus Orion Branxton. Just because something like this happened every day didn't mean it wasn't a miracle...because it was.
Beezus rubbed her eyes.
"That's not it......It's the fact that there is a new life before us at this very moment. That is the miracle." She just couldn't go on with commenting. Life was a miracle....she knew this. It was a one shot deal, should be treasured and therefore not be taken for granted. That goes for animals too. They are, after all, capable of feelings too.
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hpluvr037 Firth stepped off to the side now to let the students through. But he still kept a watchful eye on both mother and new baby just in case any Amazonian Gryffindors students were too rough. So it was that he noticed the Slytherin Captain looking mighty green around the gills. "If yeh aren' feelin' well, perhaps yeh better step outside fer some fresh air." And not be sick all over himself.
GLOVES?! If she could have sped up to be the first to get a pair, she would have done. She still got one for herself all the same though, even if she wasn't the first to do so.
Just as she finished slipping in the gloves, eyes still cloudy from all the feels, she heard the Groundskeeper say something to someone being sick....who turned out to be Dylan. The Ravenclaw frowned, grabbing an extra pair of gloves and quickly stepping beside him with a worried expression on her face.
"You okay?" She handed him the gloves. He was going to help, right?
*hopeful looks*