Christmas entered the muggle studies lesson and said "Good day Professor" Christmas noticed the muggle food and grabbed a glass of the jello and a cup of the cherry kool-aid and waited for the lesson to begin

As Belle entered the classroom, she noticed the music playing in the background. It was marching music in fact. Maybe the theme today would be something political related? Belle shrugged and saw the professor, "Good morning Professor! How are you?" she asked with a kind smile.

Then once she got to her desk. She noticed the jello and kool-aid. Belle smiled and was happy to have this on her desk. "Thank you very much for the desert and drink professor." Belle loved jello and especially since it was red, white and blue. She did not have kool aid in a while. It was like reliving her childhood again.

Muggle Studies....alright...don't PANIC!

Violet sighed trying to calm her breathing as she entered the classroom. She nervously began playing her hair with one hand, as the other tightly held onto her books. Violet took a quick glance around the classroom taking notice that it had a very Patriotic feel to it for today. What would they be doing in today's lesson? She didn't know, but she knew that she had to remain calm. Unfortunately in the process of looking around, Violet had accidentally walked into of the desks almost knocking over the two cups the Professor had set up for everyone. She squeaked immediately placing her free hand on top of the desk trying to prevent it from shaking. Violet looked over at Professor Cerulian and smiled nervously. She then ran her fingers through her hair saying a bit shaken,"G-Good morning P-Professor..." Then she pointed to the desk,"I AM SO sorry about that! I-I'll try to watch where I walk.." She giggled nervously and then quickly scurried over to a desk and sat down. Violet took another breath to calm herself down, or at least try to.

Why was it always this class & this class alone that Violet freaked out over? She normally never acted like this in any of her other classes. Maybe because, she was a Pureblood and was never really exposed to things in the Muggle World? Yes...that was definitely it! And it was because of this that she was worried she was going to fail miserably in this class. Which was another thing Violet did not like...failing.

First thing Sarah noticed as she entered was the music. She liked the music... There were different music in ones life that other people merely classified as sounds or noises, yet to Sarah there was music in rythmatic breathing of a sleeping infant, there was a tune played by the sound of the laughter of little children. Even the sound of the water flowing fromher wand was music... yet this music that was playing was nice. Upon hearing the marching tunes she began to march like a disciplined soldier or a member of a marching band into the room. Even if Sarah was in a bad mood, the music would have cheered her up as music always did.
"Hello Professor! I like this music..." then Sarah recognized some familiar anthems.. "ooh, I like anthem music!" she said. "By the way, all that knowledge on Super Heros I gleaned from last year helped me in the first history of magic class of this year." She then took a seat... she liked the colour combination.. it was either American, British or Austrailian or anyother one. Some of Sarah's maternal ancestors lived in America during the 20th century, so she was still proud of that blood.

Peyton skipped to Muggle Studies class. For one, she was in a great mood because she had finished all of her homework. Second, she received a letter from her daddy and she couldn't wait to open it after the lesson was over.

She entered the classroom and surveyed it. Hmm. It was different and...she was excited to learn about muggle stuff. Her dad says they are peculiar and fun people, but then, he'd say that because he loved anything muggle. Especially cars.

"Good day, Professor," she glanced down at her schedule, "Cerulean. I'm Peyton, Peyton Baltazar," she said with a grin. Then she went to claim a seat nearest to the front. She usually sat in the middle, but what can go wrong in Muggle Studies?

Oooh! Look at that!

Her green-gray eyes focused on the jello in front of her. How'd the professor guess she was hungry? Peyton picked up the spoon and scooped up some jello.

Mmmm.

Last year's Muggle Studies classes had been a lot of fun, so Eliza felt comfortable in her assumption that this year would be the same. Their professor was nice and enthusiastic, which really helped making a class that some students would deem boring into a much more lively experience. Eliza didn't personally think muggle studies were boring or useless really, because she thought a lot of muggle inventions were quite useful and interesting. Plus, her muggle neighbors had been nothing but kind to her over the years and provided her with an up close view of day to day muggle living that she could draw a lot from for the class.

She gave her professor a polite, "Hello Professor Cerulean," and let her eyes drift towards the decorations in the room. And what is that on our desks? She looked at the dish a bit closer and realized, it was muggle jell-o. She turned back to the professor and said, "Thank you very much for the kool-aid and jell-o! They make me think of summer," she said with a smile and sat down to enjoy some of their festive dessert.

Muggle Studies.

Wizards and witches studying about the muggles that were bound to live around them at one time or another. For Ellura that was a little weird seeing as she was still adjusting to one world after being deep within the other for all of her life. But nevertheless, the third year decided to check it out. Perhaps she might just learn something new or something at least interesting.

Perhaps for once she could actually contribute a bit more even.

Entering the classroom, Ellura heard the music that seemed vaguely familiar and paused. It was when the British National anthem cycled again that she caught on. "Oh...national anthems," she mused moving further inside and taking in all the other decorations. "Good day, Professor," she greeted noticing the woman waiting there for them.

Mika walked into the muggle studies classroom and just cocked her head to the side as she glanced at the Cherry Coolaid and the Jello. She just glanced over to Professor Cerulean and smiled as she waved over to her head of house and the awesome woman who ran the debate planning committee!

She brushed her hand through her hair and smiled chirped up to Professor Cerulean. "Hi Professor Cerulean" she smiled over to her.

She smiled as she sat down at a table and taking a spoon she smacked it into the jello and watched it jiggle.

WiggleWIGGLEwiggle.

As Alex entered the classroom, his eyes immediately fell upon the poster up at the front. OOOOOH Alex knew that one! It was something to do with the US right? And that guy was named Uncle...Freedom, right? Yeah, Uncle Freedom sounded about right!

"Hello Professor!" he said happily as he took his seat. Did that mean they'd be learning about muggle propaganda? OOOOH HE HOPED SO!

Okay, so Sky was probably a little more excited for her first Muggle Studies class back at Hogwarts than she should be. But, if she remembered correctly, this was the class that had the treats. And she had somehow managed to miss breakfast, so she was slightly hungry. Not to mention, her aunt had written to tell her that she was coming to evaluate the class. Yay!

She entered the classroom smiling, humming along when she heard the Star-Spangled Banner start up in the background. It seemed as though the professor had gone all out on the election theme, since there were even election posters on the walls. And awesome, she had been right about the food! She quickly found a seat, called out a "Hello, professor!" and commenced drooling staring at her jello mold, waiting for permission to dig in.

Roxanne snuck into the room behind her niece, purposely not letting her know she was there. She was wanting to see how long it would take the girl to notice. Purely for her own amusement, of course. She sent an impressed look at all the decorations and the music before choosing a seat in the back, so as not to distract the students. The professor really had gone all out. Which she jotted down in her notebook just as soon as she had pulled it out. Now, let's just see what her teaching style was like....

The moment Alyssa stepped into the Muggle classroom, she heard the Star Spangled Banner being played and almost snapped to attention, but then she realized that there were other national anthems being played and she couldn't afford to stand at attention for the duration of the class. So she chose to enter without doing anything.

She walked up to Professor Cerulean who was sitted at her desk reading a muggle magazine, so she walked up to her and greeted her with a smile.

"Hello Professor Cerulean. It's good to be back in your class. I definitely missed it last term."

Then she walked over to find a desk and grinned when she saw a glass containing the jello that had the colors of her national flag in it. 'Cool! Patriotic jello as well[ as cool aid.' Alyssa thought to herself as she sat down, took out her writing materials and journal and placed them on the desk.

'Now it's time to dig in.' Alyssa thought to with a smile as she picked up a spoon and started scooping up the jello. "Thanks for the rereshments, Professor." Alyssa called out from her desk.

Even though his family were among those who 'claimed to be' purebloods, Richard already knew a lot about the muggle world. Maybe his relatives insisted that they were purebloods yet they were not against anything muggle either. Especially not his father. His home was full of muggle devices and stuff. Richard even had muggle friends and experienced lots of things with them. He was good at pretending to be a muggle too. Hehe. Still...this class was going to be a new thing to him. Smiling he walked inside and gave the professor one of his charming smiles ''Hello Professor...'' Yeah, he also recognized all the music. National anthems. ''Richard Turner at your service'' and after giving her small bow he walked to find himself a seat.

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Muggle Studies....alright...don't PANIC!

Violet sighed trying to calm her breathing as she entered the classroom. She nervously began playing her hair with one hand, as the other tightly held onto her books. Violet took a quick glance around the classroom taking notice that it had a very Patriotic feel to it for today. What would they be doing in today's lesson? She didn't know, but she knew that she had to remain calm. Unfortunately in the process of looking around, Violet had accidentally walked into of the desks almost knocking over the two cups the Professor had set up for everyone. She squeaked immediately placing her free hand on top of the desk trying to prevent it from shaking. Violet looked over at Professor Cerulian and smiled nervously. She then ran her fingers through her hair saying a bit shaken,"G-Good morning P-Professor..." Then she pointed to the desk,"I AM SO sorry about that! I-I'll try to watch where I walk.." She giggled nervously and then quickly scurried over to a desk and sat down. Violet took another breath to calm herself down, or at least try to.

Why was it always this class & this class alone that Violet freaked out over? She normally never acted like this in any of her other classes. Maybe because, she was a Pureblood and was never really exposed to things in the Muggle World? Yes...that was definitely it! And it was because of this that she was worried she was going to fail miserably in this class. Which was another thing Violet did not like...failing.

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Peyton skipped to Muggle Studies class. For one, she was in a great mood because she had finished all of her homework. Second, she received a letter from her daddy and she couldn't wait to open it after the lesson was over.

She entered the classroom and surveyed it. Hmm. It was different and...she was excited to learn about muggle stuff. Her dad says they are peculiar and fun people, but then, he'd say that because he loved anything muggle. Especially cars.

"Good day, Professor," she glanced down at her schedule, "Cerulean. I'm Peyton, Peyton Baltazar," she said with a grin. Then she went to claim a seat nearest to the front. She usually sat in the middle, but what can go wrong in Muggle Studies?

Oooh! Look at that!

Her green-gray eyes focused on the jello in front of her. How'd the professor guess she was hungry? Peyton picked up the spoon and scooped up some jello.

Mmmm.

But then....

Richard's gray eyes fixed on the Hufflepuff girl gazing at her carefully. Something about her made him grin for some reason. Well...well...well...clumsy a bit? Perhaps. Maybe she needed his help for that. Thinking so, the Slytherin boy made his way towards the girl only to see Peyton sitting in the front row. Oh? Of course, before he went to his destination, he stopped in front of the Slytherin girl. ''Hello, princess!'' he said and ruffled her red hair a bit. ''Oh? Did i mess with your hair style? Sorry about that.'' With his fingers he combed her hair a bit then smirked. ''Looks good now.'' And with a wink, he went on towards the Hufflepuff.

''Hey there...'' he said flashing her the second charming smile of that day ''Are you okay? You seemed to have a bit of difficulty...about...eh...whatever. May i sit here?'' and he pointed to the seat next to her.

Muggle studies. Ugh, Selina ALWAYS loved coming to Muggle Studies because it was like food time, which, if anyone knew ANYTHING about Selina, food was always a plus. Sometimes she wondered if she trekked here with a spring in her step because she knew that food would be waiting for her.

Yum.

Once she entered the classroom she was bombarded with a ton of anthems at once. It was kind of confusing, but whatever, she would deal. Of course, she would have liked to have just liked to listen to one at a time since all of them playing at once sounded rather odd, but it was like a modern symphony. Cool and filled with a cacophony of sounds and rhythms and such. Awesome.

Walking over to her Professor, she smiled and nodded, "Hello Professor Cerulean... nice summer?" She hoped so.

OH LOOK FOOD! That was where she was heading...

Muggle Studies!

Grinning widely, Alec walked into the class... and then paused. Music seemed to be playing and he... didn't really recognise what it was. He did hear some words about saving a Queen, though. And, when he walked a little further into the classroom, his eyes fell on a certain poster which had something to do with... a guy. An American dude. Someone who was just an awesome, important part in history.

... He didn't really like history.

"Hello Professor Cerulean!" Alec said, giving the woman a smile and a thumbs up. He walked over towards an empty desk in the middle of the classroom and plopped down on a seat, letting his bag drop down to the floor. A grin spread across his face as his eyes fell on the food and drink that was on his table. JELLY! AND it had whipped cream on it! How awesome was that?


... There... was also some weird drink on the table. One that -- sniff sniff! -- smelt of cherry! Alec looked up at the board to read the words 'have a bite'. So... they were allowed to eat this... in class? Or save it for later? "Erm... thanks for the food and drink, Professor!" GRIN.

Another year of Muggle Studies. This wasn't a class that Lex hated so the second year merrily skipped in. Last term there was always at least some kool-aid to be had and even if there was none this time around it still had her vote because of all the villain talk from last year. She was born to be the Joker, just saying.

She raised a curious eyebrow at the music in the background and well, the classroom itself.

Why did she get the bad feeling that they would be talking about politics? She wasn't very good at following up on things like that. It required reading for that and you know how she felt about things like that.

"Hello Professor!" She beamed at the Professor before turning and nearly flailing at the sight of all that SUGAR!!!!

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeppppppppppp!

Minerva walked into Muggle Studies, one of her better classes. She always enjoyed the topics, except for super heroes.Plus the yummy snacks was always something to look forward to. Walking in she smiled at the Professor, "Hi Professor.. Hope you are well today."

Minerva turned and went to get a drink before finding her place to sit. Not many were in class yet, but she knew that would change soon. Seeing the red and blue Jello Minerva wondered if they were doing something American this term. That would be kind of fun, since Min missed the States on occasion.

Seth walked in and waved at the professor. Wow she was really pretty, according the now 16 year old.

Searching for a place to sit, he spotted the same boy with the uncouth behavior from last time near Peyton.

Uhm.

He marched straight to Peyton and ignored the male existence that was there as well.

"Hey Peyton." Seth greeted the young redhead. He took the seat next to her.

Sorry dude...actually not sorry at all.

"This is going to be an interesting class, huh?" He coy fully asked Peyton, as he regretted nothing for stealing the seat.

Zarifa walked in and took her seat, she looked down at her desk to see the treat there waiting for her ""yummy" she said while putting everything she had in her hands down to grab the spoon to start to dig in.

She looked around and confirmed that everyone got a the same treat. "I love this class" she said quietly.

Melanie wasn't really in the mood to go to class today. She wasn't in much of the mood to do anything really. The Gryffindor was tired and lacked sleep. She wasn't humming anything or singing as she walked into the classroom, trying to stifle a yawn. Muggle Studies... Melanie would have to focus and not doze off. This was the year she had to take her OWL's and she couldn't let anything distract her; despite how things had taken a bad turn, she would stay on top of everything. Hopefully.

When she saw the professor, Melanie immediately put on a smile. "Hello Professor," she greeted before sliding into a seat. Oh. Look.

Sweets. Were they allowed to eat them now? Melanie didn't exactly want to eat the jello though... where was Queen Alice...? Maybe the younger Gryffindor could eat it for her.

Alex entered the classroom to the sound of music and the sight of flags, lots of flags. "Oh this should be an interesting lesson", she said softly to herself. "Hello Professor", Alex said as she neared the front of the room. "Yesssssss". She could always count on Professor Cerulean to come through with good treats. Jello and red Kool-Aid........she would be nice and sugared up for this class!! Alex sat at an empty desk and put her bookbag on the floor. She took a few sips of her Kool-aid and settled in, waiting for class to begin.

It was that time again...Time for Dylan to learn about his father's people. It was ridiculous, of course. There was nothing Professor Cerulean could teach him that he didn't know...but coming to the lesson seemed like a good idea. The posters she'd put on their noticeboard had been cute and had obviously taken time to do.

Once again, obligation...Ew.

Upon entering the classroom, the Slytherin was attacked by several different noises at once, all playing and mixing for him at the same time. They weren't too loud...but he honestly couldn't make out the individual songs...and what was with all the American themed stuff?

He grabbed a seat and eyed the treat on the desk...and then allowed his eyes to travel up to the board.

Rock the vote.

Do what?

Turning, he squinted at Professor Cerulean, who was reading a magazine and looking at them occasionally. What was the meaning of all this? Politics in school now? That wasn't really allowed, was it? Or did this have to do with this Board of Governors thing? He'd already decided that if they were being allowed to vote, Professor Schirmer was getting his...That was like a DONE deal already.

Hmph.

Dylan started eating his jello...There was no reason he couldn't enjoying his dessert...

MUGGLE STUDIES. Yes, Alice was attending the lesson, because she needed a good nap.

Anyone who paid close enough attention could usually spot her taking a nice, long snooze in the corner of the room during class. Because, well, she just didn't understand Muggles. Their little contraptions and trinkets confused the Gryffindor out of her, so she SLEPT during the class. It was better to doze off and catch up on rest than stay awake and stare at everyone with a lost expression on her face, yeah?

But another reason she wasn't skipping class was because Professor Cerulean usually had FOOD. "Hullo, Professor Cerulean, I trust you had a good summer." The lady got a beam from Alice, too. Because, as much distaste as she held for the subject that she taught, the professor was really quite nice. And gave out sweets. So, obviously, the fourth year adored her.

Now. Where to sit?

She just counted herself lucky that there was an open spot right next to her best friend, she really did. Alice slipped into the seat eagerly, picking up the spoon even before she had flopped into the chair. "You going to eat that, Melon?" Because, if not, SHE would. Gladly. It was pretty simple to tell that she was one of those children who ate too much candy, was usually on a sugar high, and had excessive amounts of energy. It wasn't difficult to notice at all.

So, keeping her eyes on the jello before Melanie, she began eating her own, too.

Her second lesson of the day was Muggle Studies. She frowned. She knew a couple things about muggles but not too much. Muggles were quite foreign.

A class to sleep in?

Jo frowned slightly as she wondered what this class was going to be like. She had heard mixed reviews, but she wanted to find out what the class was like for herself. As soon as she entered the room, Jo completely changed her mind about this class. This class looked as if it was going to be a lot of fun. The Professor had.. food? What was this? Professors at her old school had never brought in food. She gave the professor a small smile. "Hello Professor, Josephine Goyle," she said as she picked up a jello. "Umm.. Thanks." She gazed towards the rest of the classroom as she looked for an open seat.

Now. Was there a free place to sit? she wondered and her brown eyes glanced upon two girls who looked about her age.



The blonde found a spare seat beside someone who looked around her age. The girl was busy asking someone something. She didn't want to interrupt the girl and be rude, but then again Jo didn't want to sit on her own. She tossed up the situation in her mind briefly before deciding to bug the girl. She hated sitting alone. It wasn't fun at all. Besides, Jo barely knew anyone at the school- so perhaps it was a good thing to make some acquaintances.

"Hi, excuse me. Is this seat taken next to you?" she asked, flashing both girls (Alice and Melanie) a rare smile.

"Hi, Professor,'' Jory said when he entered the classroom. He took in the surroundings, the flags especially attracted his attention as he immediately tried to start naming their countries.

Deciding he would continue that at his seat, he went off to find one. He smiled when he saw the jello and whipped cream. One of his most favourite things in the world! "Thanks, Professor Cerulean.''