Dana knocked on the on and then opened it. "Um.. hello Profesor I'm Danielle (Dana) Chosen, I'm in Second year and I was just woundering when classes will start?

Lola sees a line of students outside of Prof. Craft's class. She's in no hurry so she waits patiently in line.

Judy takes a look at the line and impatiently walks away. She thought she'll ask later...

:: Her curly brick red hair was now under a green and silver baseball cap, a silver snake decorated the front. The cap was very worn on the brim. The Professor returned to see more students waiting for her.

"Excuse me, I need in my office. Come on inside." Professor Craft grumbled. She muttered a spell under her breath unlocking the door before pushing it open, her wand in her pocket.

She motioned for the students who were waiting to enter. "Sit down. No, I don't have extra credit for anyone yet to do." She said to the Ravenclaw boy, thinking thats what he wanted.

"Now first off, What does each of you need?" She asked as she walked slowly behind her desk and sat down. She wrenched open a hidden drawer in her desk and slammed a jar of buttons onto the desktop. She then examined each students face.

Professor Craft's purple candles seemed to become brighter as she folded her hands beside the jar, waiting for their questions. ::

Audra Laudarque approached the desk of Professor Craft with confidence yet she appeared shy at the same time.

"Excusez-moi, Profesor. I have come here to introduce myzelf to you, as I will be in your class in ze upcoming term. I am Audra Laudarque et un fifth year. I used to go to ze French academy, Beauxbatons."

Audra then leaned in closely to the professor, so that she could not be overheard by the other students. "I have heard from ze ozer students in Slyzerin, ze house zat I am in, zat you are, er, particularly fond of Quee-deetch. Especially of ze Slyzerin team. I was wondering on how to get on ze team. You see, I played on my house's team at Beauxbatons."

:: Professor Ganymede removed her slytherinish hat, ruffled her brick red curly hair and sat the hat next to the jar on her desk. "Ah.. yes." She whispered, while taking out her wand. She pointed it sneakily at the other students in the room and whispered, "Muffilato". Her spell now set, she leaned in toward the french slytherin to talk.

"I need you to contact one of your house mates. Her name is Rave. She's captain this year." She muttered with a smirk. Then, checking to make sure the others couldn't hear she continued, "If you do well at the try outs, I'm sure she'd be happy to put you on the team."

Taking her wand and reversing the spell she used to hide the conversation, Ganymede nodded at Audra. "I'll talk to you another time. House pride is very important." She gave the girl a wink and motioned for her to move along. ::

"Hello Professor I'm Tonya I tried to introduce myself before I"m a first year slytherin.And I know all the other classes are starting this week and i was just wondering when this class was starting i didnt mean to interupt i'm sorry."

Audra nodded her head and said, "Ah, sank you, Professor Craft. I hope to see you in class soon. Good-bye!" She then left the room, looking for Rave.

Elaisha was really confident to go to her first Transfiguration class, so then she knocked on the door, waited, flipped her striking white hair out of her face, and blinked her blue eyes, picked off any fluff on her school robes, and fixed herself as best as possible, and tried to make the best first impression she ever could.
Then the door opened and Elaisha said in her sweetest voice "Good Afternoon Professor Craft, I am here for Transfiguration class." She had a smile on her face wondering if the professor would let her in even though she was a bit early. But on the inside Elaisha was as scared as a little mouse, but she kept smiling that big, but not to big of a smile of hers waiting for Professor Craft to give a reply.

Novalus walked up to the door and knocked on the door and said "Hello" waiting patiently for the teacher to open the door.

:: Professor Ganymede Craft looked at the young Slytherins with concern. "Did you all take a confundus charm to the head?" She asked smartly, her right eye giving a twitch.

"I'll announce when the first lesson is. This is not a class.. this is me trying to work in my office with several interruptions due to the need for every new student in all of Hogwarts to introduce themselves to me." She explained looking quite annoyed. Tapping her fingernails on the desk several times, she pondered her next move.

"My first lesson will be soon. I expect Slytherin to do well." She gave a determined glare at them, her eyes darkened dramatically.

"I wish to finish my work, and perhaps get a snack now. You all need to go to your commonroom and think of ways to earn points for Slytherin." She jumped up and slammed her fist on the desk. Her black cloak shook on her right shoulder. "Show your determination. Show your pride." Her enthusiasm for Slytherin house beamed from her face as she said this. It even appeared that her eyes were now tinged green.

Finally, She moved around her desk and pointed out the door. "No more interruptions please. Have a nice day." Her serious smile and nod indicated it was time for them to leave. ::

A little intimidated by professor Ganymede and scared she hurried out of the office on biting her lip ,"good bye professor."

Elaisha's face lit up when she heard that Professor Craft took great pride in Slytherin. This really made her want to do her best even more, even though she is a very smart girl already. Then Elaisha said with pride "Yes professor, I will leave you to your work and you will not have to worry about any more interuptions from me. Good day professor" Elaisha walking away thinking of different ways to make sure that she is the best Slytherin student and that professor Craft gives Slytherin house as many points as possible for her future hard work.

Excited novalus left Professor Craft's office and began to think of she said

Edaj was just about to knock on the door when it opened and a slytherin walked out, and so she just walked right in. "professor?" she had overheard the last part of prof. Craft's speech, about getting extra points for slytherin, "how might i get our house more points? i'd like to help out, but i haven't managed to find out how or where."

*Mickey plops himself into a big, comfy chair and picks up a Transfig ref. book from the book shelf.*

"What does this mean?"

*He mutters some nonsense words and the book turns into a bat and flies out the door.*

:: Professor Ganymede smiled at Edaj, "Let me begin by taking 2 points from Gryffindor." She glared at Mickey who had just turned one of her books into a bat. Pointed at him she said, "Mickey, I need you to get that book back to me. If I don't see it by dinner time, I'll take off another point from Gryffindor."

She turned her smile back to Edaj, "Do all your homework and get active in lessons." She stated simply. "Also, don't get in any trouble or turn any books into bats." She stood up and moved to the door. "I think it's time for a cup of coffee and some toast." She opened the door for the students.

After they left, she walked out and locked her office up. ::

Phoebe knocked on the door. she heard a voice say come in so she did. "Hello Proffesor, I am Phoebe Moult a 1st year and I was wondering if you had any spare books as I didnt buy one." she said very shyly starting to go red. "Also do you know when our first lesson is?"

Linnea had left the library to approach her cousin's office. The door was closed and there was a girl standing outside the door. This would not have been peculiar except.....the young Hufflepuff decided to introduce herself to the closed door and inquire of the door when classes would start. Did this child fall off her broom and hit her head? Was she just delusional? Or was someone playing a prank on the girl?

Linnea figured that the girl was probably just nervous about meeting Gan- the Transfiguration professor. Oy, Linnea would have a hard time this year. Would she truly have to refer to her own flesh and blood as 'Professor Craft'? How not fair.

She patted the girl's shoulder, "It's okay, Ga - Professor Craft won't bite. Really. No need to be nervous." She gave the Hufflepuff a reassuring smile before heading off. She wanted to talk to Gany, but it would have to wait. She didn't want the whole school knowing about her mum. She wasn't even sure Gany knew. Ah, well, it'd have to wait. She turned and walked down the hall hoping to find someone she knew.

Edaj smiled, she liked this professor, "thanks, when will the first lesson be, then?"

:: Collecting the jar of buttons from her desk she frowned at the Hufflepuff. "Why didn't you buy a book?" She asked softly. Ganymede only had her own old school book and her Teacher's copy.

"I guess I have an extra. Just ignore all the scribbles in the margins." She walked over to the chained crate and pulled up the robe. Inside was a stack of old school books, an old box of swamps, wetstart fireworks, extendable ears, and several notebooks some with snakes on the cover and one with a skull and crossbones on the front. There was also a very tattered box if dark green and silver party streamers.

She grabbed the book with gold curvy lettering and covered her crate with the old robe again. "This was my own copy. I don't think I have any jinxes on this book. But, since you are a Hufflepuff..." She looked down at the book and opened it in her hands.

There were rude pitcures of a rather fat man drew by herself in her 5th year, some Droobles gum holding the binding together near the bottom, and stick figures of a girl in a large hat, a boy who glared, and a third person that was covered in hearts. On another page was a charmed doodle of a boy being thrown into the Black Lake and then repeatedly gobbled by the Giant Squid. Ganymede found this all very amusing. She took her wand out and tapped the book a few times, whispering old counter jinxes. The book seemed fine, but on the third tap, it sneezed.

"Eh.. I knew there was something on this book." She wiped it clean for the young Hufflepuff.

"Now, please return this to me at the end of the year." She handed her the book, which had the soft odor of Newts Eyes.

"Class will begin shortly." She told Edaj before sitting once again at her desk. ::

Even before she arrived at the door to Professor Crafts office, Rosalie noticed a good flow of students to and from it. She felt somewhat guilty, assuming that the transfiguration Professor would be getting sick of the irksome students that would just 'drop in and say hi', or pester her for extra credit.

Part of her almost turned on the spot, and left Professor Craft be. But she'd only heard good things about her. A number of students had been talking about her in the common room, and she wanted to meet the illustrious Professor Craft.

Making up her mind, Rosalie smoothed the wrinkles from her robes, and approached the closed door. Straightening her back, and lifting her chin, Rosalie raised a fist, and knocked on the door.

Althea peeked into the office of the illustrious Professor Ganymede. She had heard some odd things about the professor and wished to see for herself if it was true. Althea began to whistle and tried to act casual until the professor would notice she was there and hopefully invite her inside.

:: Professor Craft heard yet another knock. Giving up the idea of having any quiet time, she walked over to the door and opened it. "Ah, A Slytherin." She welcomed her in. "Please, tell me what you need?" She asked with a smile. ::

Rosalie walked into the office, and looked around. Her brown eyes stopped on some old Slytherin robes. A smile spread across her face.

"You were a Slytherin?" She asked Professor Craft enthusiastically. "That is totally awesome!" She declared giddily. She was still smiling when she spoke again, though her eyes had lost their innitial joy.

"Anyways, getting to the question at hand here." She hesitated, thinking of how to properly word this. "Well to be quite honest here, I was curious." She admitted, unblushing. “I heard some students talking about you, and wanted to come say hello, if nothing else.”

She clasped her hands behind her back, and kept her eyes locked on Professor Crafts, waiting for a response.