Ana walked into the greenhouse. Since that day the professor seems a little evil to her. wow pink on the right, on the left, pink everywhere! too much pink. she thought. She sat down and took her gloves, quill and parchment.

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Originally Posted by kaZombie

"Tobi!" Valentine bounced into the classroom at sat down next to the gryffindor boy. She didn't know him too well, but he was the only one with a recognizable face in the class so far. "Cale come in yet?" She asked taking out her supplies.

Tobi grinned at Valentine, "Nope," he whispered, "he might skip, you never know with Cale, Bunbury and he don't get along at all." Tobi hoped for Cale's sake he DID show up, but then, for Gryffindor's sake, it wouldn't hurt for his best friend to have a lie in.

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Originally Posted by Riverlynn

Lasca gave a polite nod as the guy she had met at the end of DADA took a seat with her. She smiled at the memory of the hug he had given her. All she had done was help him remove a spot from the floor. His name suddenly came to her. "Hello Tobias. Or do you prefer Tobi?"

On his other side, Lasca was saying hello, so he whirled back around and listened. "Oh, it doesn't really matter. People tend to call me what they like. Most people call me Tobi, but I don't mind Tobias," he told her cheerfully.

Daphne seemed to be REALLY fond of calling him Tobias, but she was very formal like that. Aggie had called him Tobias once or twice too.

Freya looked at her arm after cleaning off her counter space some more, 'You're still there?!' The large brown spider that she had come across in the common room was still resting on Freya's sleeve. 'Great, now I have to make sure nobody kills you.' She touched the back of the spider and watched as it moved forward, 'Just got to keep you hidden somewhere...I suppose you blend in well enough with my robes.'

Granted, Willow had absolutely NOTHING against pink, but seriously--pink pots? Bunbury, no matter how tasteful her clothes were, was clearly out of her mind. Not that this surprised her, or anything; she was the Herbology professor, after all.

Sighing under her breath, and mentally preparing herself for the dirt she would have to touch at some point -not right now, thankfully, but eventually she was sure- the girl quickly claimed herself a seat--that happened to be next to the male Hufflepuff Prefect, Weird Boy Dominic Denton. Trying not to wince at the memory of the last time she'd seen him, the girl swallowed hard, before giving him a polite nod.

And so she waited for Bunbury to arrive, so the dreadful class could start.

EURGH! This Professor was simply insane! Insane and very, very GROSS! Why would anyone - ANYONE want pink plant pots? They were even worse than the pink benches she had in that garden. Urgh. They made him wanna PUUUKE!

Wrinkling his nose distastefully, the Prefect grumbled under his breath and tried his hardest not to look at the pot infront of him as he waited for the lesson to begin.

Joanne came in, looked around the class room and saw that the teacher was not there yet. She sat and looked at the... pink pots? who in the world.... seriously, pink pots?! at the pots placed in every table. She shook her head lightly and searched her bags for her gloves, that smell in the air did not leave doubts, dragon dung.

Daphne rushed into the greenhouse, eager to get out of the cold. She shook off some snow that settled on her cloak and walked to her seat. It took a moment for her to notice all the pink. "Oh!" she cooed, grabbing a hold of one of the pots. Clearly she and the professor had similar tastes in colour.

She saw many people unhappy with the prevelence of pink in the room. Daphne sighed and rolled her eyes. It was only a colour, it wasn't that offensive. "Really!" she said quietly under her breath, annoyed with the immaturity of the class.

Emiliano gladly stepped into the classroom, waiting to learn and maybe participate this time. Pink pots...oh well.
He sat down on a chair and waited for the class to start.

Copernicus pulled his gloves as far onto his hands as possible and lurked in the corner. He was eager for class to start so he could think about plants and things. Come on, come on, Professor Pink.

Ludo trudged down to the Greenhouses. It was a dismal day and his heart just wasn't feeling up to a Herbology class, but that wouldn't stop him. He arrived and noticed the note on the door. It contained quite a different tone than the one from the previous lesson had.

As he entered and took a seat he checked his pockets until he found the one containing his gloves. The terrible event that had happened in the Library seemed to have addled his thoughts, and from the looks of several other students, theirs' as well.

With a slight look of disgust at the pink pot before him, Ludo's mind drifted to his last trip to the Library and his run in with the Herbology Professor...how unpleasant her look was when she'd spotted him...

"And here we go..." he thought, taking out quill, ink, and parchment, which they'd undoubtedly need.

Herbology. It was still one of Juniper's few favorite classes, and she made no effort to conceal her glee as she practically skipped into the room and took a seat next to Anti-Nature Girl Kovac. Why was that girl even here, anyway? Everybody knew Willow hated plants. And yet.. she was in herbology class.

Juniper watched Kovac out of the corner of her eye. The Quidditch captain was smart and all, but there was every chance that the older girl was planning to sabotage the class. Or kill a plant. Or do something else secretive that only she (anti-nature girl, that is) knew of. Juniper had to find out. She had to thwart Kovac's plans and save the plants!

Elizabeth slipped into Herbology after Ludo, feeling weird about attempting to go back to normal after everything that had happened lately. The dead student and all. But she also didn't want to not go to classes because she felt weird about walking around when they didn't know if the school was safe again.

Sitting down in the seat next to him, she took out everything she thought she was going to need for class, setting it on the work station behind the pink pot, which she chose to ignore for the moment. Just because Professor Bunbury liked pink didn't mean she had to be that fond of it. And then she looked over at Ludo. "Is it just me, or is going to class really weird?," she asked in a whisper.

Joanne took a deep breath and looked around to see the newcomers. A few more here, a few more there, the class was filling up nicely but still no sign of Professor Bunbury. She spoted Freya a few tables away from here and a few other faces she recognized. She started to play with her gloves, making them go up and down with her wand. I've been missing a few classes, this seems different to me... she scratched her nose. She couldn't feel the dragon dung now, her nose was desensitized already. That was the good part of living in the country, she could handle smells like those easly. But these pink pots..

Lima slipped into the Green Houses and took a seat, not sure why she was there. She was still mad about the unfairness of the kitchens. UGH. Plus, she had a feeling that she would get just as dirty here as she did last time. She sighed and wished that Hugo would have come. But she knew that there was no way that he would be caught dead in this kind of class.

Almost as if she could read her boyfriend's mind, Anna rolled her eyes at Cale. She hadn't forgotten that little comment he'd made about how hot he thought the Herbology professor was. Ugh. Stupid males. She'd shown him, though! After that little comment of Cale's, Anna had faked death in the duelling arena and then hexed him for all he was worth. From her spot next to Cale, Reese, and Whitney, Anna read the message posted on the blackboard. Nice. It was...interesting to read to say the least...the very least.

At least the pots positioned at each work table were pretty and pink, though. Loving all things pink was one of Anna's favorite things about Professor Bunbury. She sure knew how to color coordinate---pink, pink, pink! Anna made a face as she glanced towards the end of the table. Ewww. Dragon dung. Sighing, she slipped on her gloves and waited for the lesson to begin.

Mariel walked into Herbology class and glanced around, her green eyes landing on Lasca. Walking over to the table at which the other Ravenclaw girl was seated, Mariel quietly slipped into the seat next to her and offered her a small smile as she noticed the girl engaged in conversation with a Gryffindor boy.

Completely unsurprised at the pink pot in front of her as this professor seemed awfully fond of the color, her eyes travelled towards the front of the room to the message on the board. That was a little unusual and somewhat informal for this professor. Maybe she shouldn't be surprised though. Forrester was acting strange in Astronomy today too. Maybe this was some new trend. Growing bored waiting for the professor to arrive and class to begin, the thirteen year old started tapping her fingers on the table. Oh, right, gloves, she remembered and pulled those out of her bag.

Ludo turned and smiled sleepily to Liz. Keeping watch in the Common Room had its toll on a guy.
"You mean...besides the pink pots? Pink chalk? And the fact that Professor Bunbury referred to us as her 'Peeps'? Then yes."

He chuckled, something he hadn't done in a while before taking a more serious tone. "I know what you mean. It is weird. I think I'd feel better if she'd moved this class inside the castle instead of way out here in the grounds."

Evolette nearly flailed on the spot. PINK POTS? Had she died and gone to heaven? Perhaps this Professor wasn't nearly as crazy as Evolette had pegged her the first time around.

Sitting down, she crossed her legs, resting her equally pink gloves in her lap, mentally clapping. YAY FOR PINK!

Seeing Cela sit down next to her, she gives her a smile. Noting she doesn't look too happy. Hmmm, I wonder what happened...

Elizabeth leaned her head sideways on one hand as Ludo turned to her, and smiled. "Professor Bunbury likes pink. Haven't you noticed the benches in the grounds, and evrything else? And the professors have all been acting sort of weird," she said, thinking about Professor Ashby wriggling around on the ground to attack her for DADA. And everything from ages ago in the mirror room.

She shrugged a little as he laughed. "I think I'd be weirded out even if it was in the castle. I mean, things are just not normal right now in Hogwarts. So going to classes like they are is just strange."

Chris Potter walked into the greenhouse classroom and took a seat and read the board. What? he thought. There was definatly something up with the teachers, because there is no way the uptight Bubbury would ever had said Hey Peeps and kthxbye. He sat there wondering what it could be. and waiting for the proessor in the meantime.

Twilight Mcdonahue entered thew classroom all excited to see what they would learn today. She loved herbology, she couldn't wait to learn more. The she would have something more to share with her grandfather.

She carefully took her seat got her things ready and waited. Eveningstar came flying in in a twitter, After flying around her head several times, Eveningstar landed on her shoulder and nibbled at her ear.

Sakura walked into the Herbology classroom with a spring in her step and a happy smirk on her face. She had gotten a letter from her brother today and it held some very interesting information.

Taking her seat Sakura quickly got out what she thought she would need and waited for the lesson to begin.

Nathaniel strolled into the greenhouse. He actually like this class. He saw Freya was already there but no Mariel. Oh well. He walked to the back and took a seat

Lyra walked into Herbology class and was completely in la la PINK land! OH this was the best professor around and she was in complete AWEEEEE from the pinkness that surrounded the classroom. If there was one thing Lyra needed, it was the PINK pots that were sitting on the tables. Too bad the dirt was stinky. She made her way over to get ready for class to begin as this was becoming her new favorite subject.