The warmth had Paul in a good mood, a calm mood. He smiled serenely at Hattie. “Good day, m’dear. You look cheerful!”



“Good day, Zarina!” Paul said kindly as she made her way inside. She had chosen a purple cushion, like himself. The color of royalty, eh?



HE SKIPPED THE CUSHIONS. HOW COULD HE. Paul gasped, audibly. “My good son! You do not wish to relax on my amazing cushions?!” Paul was messing with him. But his face…looked seriously surprised. “Their feelings are so hurt! How could you DO this to them?!”



“Hello, little Emmalyn. Good day to you!” He called out to his young badger. She had been doing brilliantly in rehearsals lately for her dancing roles!



There she was, Isa! Paul smiled. “I almost thought you weren’t coming because you weren’t the first one here, m’dear,” Paul teased her.



DOROTHY HAD ARRIVED. Paul had taken particular interest in Junia’s wellbeing after casting her as Dorothy and often asked if she EVER NEEDED HELP carrying all her books and whatnot because HE COULD NOT LET ANYTHING happen to her. Merlin. “Good day, Junia, dear!” he waved.



“Goooooood day, Natalie!” he called out to one half of the McKinley twins. Where had the other gotten off to?



“Hi there, Stasya!” Paul said as he looked round for a clock. He had forgotten his watch today. It was sad. His poor wrist was naked here. Still had a bit of time before class began!



“I am simply GRAAAAND, Patrick. Grand. And how are YOU?” He asked the SLytherin with UTMOST cheer.



Cassie was going to graduate this term, and as she came into the Greenhouse today, Paul realized this fact and almost FROWNED. Cassie was a great student...and as a former Ravenclaw himself, he had such a soft spot for the quiet, studious Ravenclaws. Granted, Paul had never been quiet in his life. Probably not even ONCE. “HELLO, Cassie!”



Speaking of Ravenclaws, here was Jessa. Another Ravenclaw he admired for her studiousness, though slightly different than Cassie’s. She had taken particular interest in his flesh eaters lately, and Paul found her curiosity endearing. “Another one of WHAT lessons, m’dear?” he asked. Were his lessons not EXCITING enough for you, Cambridge?



“Hello, Ronan. LOOK ALIVE, M’BOY!” Because Paul didn’t want him to fall asleep in class. HELLLO. He looked exhausted.



“Good day, Daehyun!” he said with a smile. “Nice to see you!” Another one with a keen interest in his subject area.



“Hello there, m’dear!” Looking spritely, eh? Paul smiled. TIME TO START YET? NO NO..no. He checked the time again, and no. Not yet. He was getting antsy...though...breathing exercises would help that.



“Hello, Kirk!” he saluted him. With a name like Kirk...it was hard NOT to salute the boy.



Rylee seemed to always be in a good mood! “Hello there, m’dear! Good day to you!” he nodded back at her, changing his position on the cushion for the seventh time. Antsy.



“Helllllllo there, Alyce!” he smiled and waved at her as she came bustling inside, looking quite cold. All of them looked pretty cold when they first came in. The warmth from the Greenhouse must have felt amazing. Paul didn’t want it to get too stifling, though.



Here came Hurricane Zoryn Spinnet. Paul merely smiled at her, watching her closely as she descended upon poor, unsuspecting Rylee.



Skylar always intrigued Paul because he thought she loathed Herbology and struggled with it...yet she kept taking it. Not that he minded; he had convinced himself it was because HE, Paul Myers, was just THAT great of a professor, and felt quite smug about this. “Hello, Skylar!”



Professsssssor Paul. He felt cool when they called him this, that he was COOL with this. Professor Paul was perfectly acceptable. “Hello, Theodore!”



“I do enjoy purple, yes, but I enjoy most colors. I go through color phases, if you will.” And this month he was feeling PURPLE. “Welcome to class, m’dear!”



THERE SHE WAS. Olivia. Who had so rudely not come to Hogwarts last term and was back! “Hi, Olivia! Welcome to class!” He waved at her. “Of course, if you have time, you can definitely help!” He knew how busy she was. But some students enjoyed being super involved and constantly busy.



If Paul had been able to read her mind, he would have been touched. And he would miss Katy when she left, yet another seventh year he would grow sad about leaving. Olivia, too, now that he unfortunately remembered. “I am. I hope you are as well!” He smiled.



Paul smiled and waved as Diasy greeted him. Badger child!



“Hellllllo there, m’dear!” he said cheerily to the young Ravenclaw. Class was almost ready to begin, as he let his eyes flicker to check the clock once more.



….and here was Zita, who Paul would greet as formally and not warmly as possible. “Zita.” Was all he said. He found her immaturity getting under his skin almost daily, and he very much wanted to write home to her mother for her immense amount of spoiled-rottenness. Paul had never felt such feelings towards a child before, and it alarmed him. His patience had just...run thin with her.



“OKAY! Hello everyone, welcome to Herbology for today!” Paul scooted his cushion to the front of everyone else, and sat up straight while addressing them. Hopefully everyone could see him, or at least see his white cotton candy hair. “We will begin...as I said, with some breathing...exercises. So everyone get in a comfortable sitting position!” He remained criss-crossed and relaxed his back and his neck. Paul’s voice kept at a soft...relaxed tone. “Roll your head...around,....a neck roll, if you will...very slowly...and breathe in while you roll…….and then…...now……….out…….” His voice trailed in. “In………..and now, out……..” Ah. His brain was already calming down; the antsiness was dissipating. “We will repeat the neck rolls...for a bit….”, And Paul repeated the same instructions for a solid minute, just soothingly so. “And now...change directions of rolling...roll your neck the other way….breathing in……...out……..and in……..and out……” And he continued on that for another solid minute. Relaxed.

“Now reach your right arm up up...up….towards the sky….breathing in as you do…..wiggle your fingers...reach the heights of all your dreams and all your aspirations...still breathing in…..” He instructed. “And now….bring your arm down slowly...breathing out negativity...breathing out self doubt...and icky feelings……” Paul repeated the same instructions for the left arm, raising his own very slowly as he breathed in….and pulling it down as he breathed out. Releasing all those negative thoughts on his mind, thinking of his GOALS in life...Ah. He felt...at peace.

“OKAY!” he called out suddenly, snapping everyone out of it hopefully. “We’ll be discussing and doing quite a bit of things today. VARIED things. But first things first...can someone tell me what an essential oil is...or what an EXAMPLE of an essential oil is...or just ANYTHING you know at all about essential oils. Perhaps...what things USE them? Anyone?”

AND THE LESSON HAD BEGUN. He eyed some of the potted plants on the sides of the greenhouse.




OOC: Hi guys! The lesson has officially started, so please don't post arriving late unless you and your character are willing to accept IC consequences, as always! <3 I meant to move this on yesterday but my last two days were SO busy...so moving on today! Will try to move on in 24 hours give or take a few. Please do not mention TOO MUCH stuff about essential oils because I would like everyone to have a chance to contribute.