Eden was veeeeerrrry curious, indeed, about this class. She glanced around as she came inside and just...whoah. it was so quiet and nice and DARK and relaxing...and reminded her greatly of Durmstrang for some reason. Her blue eyes looked around for any familiar faces--since she had never taken this kind of class before.
Honestly, Eden was hoping this would be an easy-peasy class where she could just..relaaaax and make a good grade. Would she be wrong? Hmph. Only time would tell.
And then something HORRIBLE HAPPENED.
Eden saw everyone....IN THEIR PJs. WHUT. She turned a brilliantly bright shade of red and could have smacked her head against the wall--SHE HADN'T READ THE NOTICE BOARD. Of course not. See SEE? She wasn't made out for this RAVENCLAW business. Nope. She felt so....ALONE. With shaky hands, she tucked some hair behind her ears and just...tried not to stand out too much in the Hogwarts uniform. And she so would have liked to wear PJs, too. This tie was somethin' else. Not comfy. Nope.
SIGHHHHH.
Would she get in trouble? Oh dear MERLIN she hoped not.
SPOILER!!: Layla, Clarararara, and BB
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Tattie Was she scared or excited? Clara didn't know, but there was a weird feeling in the pit of her stomach and she wished it would go AWAY. Right now. This was her FIRST class at Hogwarts and for that she was extremely excited and ready to learn things. But on the other hand .... it was Divination and that wasn't a subject that Clara thought she'd have much interest in. For reasons. Also, people .... there were going to be people and especially recently, she hadn't been doing so well around people. Definitely not around large groups of people.
But that was something she was going to have to deal with ...
With a small sigh, Clara dusted off her pajamas (which were the exact ones she'd been in ALL day, shh) and headed up the Divination ladder. Once she reached the top and had entered the room, she was hit by the scent of ... lavender? and the colour red. In her opinion the two .... didn't quite go, but who was she to question the professor's taste?
Speaking of the professor, she was sat at the front of the class sipping a mug of something. Probably tea. The redhead gave her a warm smile. "Hello, Professor," she said politely, waving her fingers ever so slightly before moving further inside the classroom and looking up at what was written on the board. Hm. 'Find a seat' was the first thing and that was simple enough to do - she chose a central seat. As for the tea .... she didn't like tea, so she'd pass on that one. Now .... something she was proud of?
There ... unfortunately ... wasn't a lot and it took her a fair few minutes to think of something.
That would do, right? .... Right ... Clara dropped her bag down beside her, then hopped up, walked to the front of the room and dropped the slip into the snap cup ... whatever that was. She ignored any faces of people around her and made her way back to her seat. She didn't have time for people when she was learning. Nope.
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Lottiepot Having heard that Divination was one of those subjects that wasn't necessarily 'accurate', Layla headed into the classroom dubious of the lesson ahead. She had read that some people considered it nonsense, it was impossible to tell into the future and often the Professors were a little 'over-exaggerated' but she, as a new pupil at the school was willing to give it a try. That didn't stop the fact that she had little to no expectations however.
Nor did it calm the fact that she was feeling an inch of nervousness over the idea that it was the first time that she would perform some aspect of magic that wasn't entirely accidental.
Wearing her comfiest baggy pajamas and a fluffy dressing gown because she had to walk through the castle in them, the fifth year crossed the classroom to write down her 'proud moment' or whatever it was. She took a glance at the professor and offered her a small smile. She was tiny. And FAR too pink for her liking. The Ravenclaw neatly inscribed on the paper a small message.
'I'm proud that I am giving this new change of life a go.'
Simple but so very true. She dropped the paper into the glittery and over-the-top snap cup whatever that meant and wandered back across the room sidestepping the pillows on the floor only to flop down onto one at the very back and cross her legs. She did not look up to see who else was in the room nor did she pay any attention to what else was happening.
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iBeJenn Ooooh. This classroom definitely looked interesting.
The Gryffindor was dressed comfortably in the lion onesie she was wearing. She had to show house pride and all that, didn't she? What was going on here though? Was she allowed to shout? Because she felt like this wasn't the appropriate time. It's okay though. She had a compromise...
"HI PROFESSOR," Bianca greeted whispering loudly. "HI EVERYONE. I'M BIANCA."
She waved a hand at everyone too before plopping dropping a little slip of paper into the cup and flopping herself on a pillow. She had written upon the paper "I'm proud of being me."
Anyways. Pillows.
Bianca liked pillows. Was she allowed to grab another one just for snuggling purposes?
She did see some nice faces.
"HI CLARA!" she beamed at who she deemed her closest friend so far at Hogwarts--since they shared a dorm together and all. She took a seat next to her and Layla, and smiiiiiiled all wide at the other girl.
"Hi Layla--" she said and nudged her. They had kind of bonded the other day when Eden was LOCKED OUT of the common room. Well. Eden was just horrible at riddles--shameful Ravenclaw! She was still convinced she was a lion at heart and would behave as such. Maybe. Once she got over the fear of getting in trouble.
HEY BB! Eden spotted Bianca and waved frantically at her.
"BBBBBB!" she said, beaming all wide at the girl. Bianca was the life of the PARTAY most times, and Eden could hang with someone like that--more fun that way!
"I didn't wear pajamas....I'm a failure.." she whispered...to her friends. Not caring who would answer or respond---JUST SOMEONE MAKE HER FEEL BETTER. Her cheeks were still very red, and she kind of slunk down in her seat. Only it was a pillow. So slinking was hard.
"Clara--hide me--" she said quickly, putting her hands over her face.
Now. Onto to...another pressing matter. WHAT THE HECK WAS SHE PROUD OF. She sighed as she struggled to come up with something. Generally, Eden thought as highly as herself as a dung beetle. So. Hmph.
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I am proud of the fact that I haven't managed to get lost yet.
Yet was the key word here.