Destiny thought she saw Evelyn, but then with in a blink of the eye she was gone. 'I know I saw her..' Dropping her bag under the table, Destiny realized she wasn't crazy! Yep she had seen her, but what is she doing in the floor. Looking at Evelyn from under the table, Destiny smiled. 'Just a little further!' she whispered to herself, maybe Evelyn would hear her.

Walking into the greenhouse Abigail smiled at the professor “Hello professor” and looked at the box full of wands. She didn’t like the idea of handing over her wand, especially when she heard that some were going missing, but she didn’t really have a choice did she? Removing her wand from her bag she place the 10 1/4 inch, mahogany wand, with pigmypuff hair core into the box, before walking over to other students.

As Jack wandered into the Herbology classroom, the first thing he noticed was that everyone was giving Bunbury their wands. Must be part of the lesson. Jack pulled his wand out of his bag and sighed, staring at it and turning it over and over in his hands. He felt WEIRD knowing he was going to be without it for the duration of this lesson!

"Here ya go, Professor," he said, handing Bunbury his wand. "12 and 1/2 inches, unicorn hair core, with ash wood. My birthday month," he added proudly as he handed it off. After learning about all that stuff last lesson he was amazed that his wand ACTUALLY fit into his birth month and personality...it was soooo cool!

He wandered over and took a seat between Fyo and LouAnn, waving to his fellow Gryffindors happily as he sat down. Hmmm, he didn't miss his wand as much as he thought he would. But he did still missss it. He felt so vulnerable like this!

Reese walked right into Greenhouse Four. The first thing she noticed was not that the students were giving Bunbury their wands, but the shoes Bunbury was wearing. "I like your shoes, Professor," she commented. After saying that, she finally saw that the students were handing off their wands. What? WHAT?! They weren't going to have any wands. That was outrageous! But, she knew she was going to have to give her wand to Bunbury. Slowly, she took out her 12.5 inches Willow, Dragon Heartstring wand and handed it to Bunbury before she went off and took a seat near Jack, Fyo, and LouAnn.

I. Don't. Wanna!!

What if they were attacked? What if a massive plant came alive, tried to eat her, and Lucille didn't have her want and had to defend herself by (once again) taking off her biker boot and thwacking the plant round the-

Round the what, exactly? Did plants have heads? Aghghgghhhh!!

"Professor," said Lucille, her grip on her wand tightening. "How.... where's the best place to hit a killer plant to knock it out?"She gulped.

She had to know. Just in case.

Reluctently, she held out her wand. Veeeeeery sloooooowly.

Chris Potter walked into the Greenhouse classroom for the second Herbology Lesson of ther term and saw that Professor Bunbury was colecting everybody's wand as they walked in. He smiled at her brightly and pulled out his 11 inch Holly wand with the unicorn hair core, as he greeted her. "Hello Professor Bunbury how are you, today?" He asked her as he walked over and took a seat by his friends.

Ooooh! One time where people confiscating his wand would (haha, wand would... wand wood) come in handy! With a brand new hat pulled on top of his head, Jake made to search his pockets and shrugged his shoulders, adjusting his glasses on his nose. "Ain't guh-guh-got m'wand," he announced in a half lie. Honestly, it HAD been confiscated... but he also had a stash. Thinking hard as he tried not to notice the telltale ten and a quarter inch stick that might have been visible in his back pocket, Jake tried to remember who had taken his wand recently. "Lawsssss'n's got it..." he tried, forgetting there were ways to see through this.

Thinking this would be enough, Jake bit on his lip and started to edge away to a seat.

Well come ON! He did NOT want to give his wand to Bunbury! She'd tried to KILL him after all. He needed his twirly little willow wand for protection. Plus, the snidget feather was starting to come out of the end of this particular copy of his wand, which made Jake think it was the one he favoured.

Okay, so it was IRRELEVANT that he couldn't do magic... the poking side was workable.

Mina quietly wandered into the greenhouse. Still feeling as if she had been drug through the forest by a hippogriff and back, she questioned why she even got out of bed. Noticing all the wands in the container, she was a bit confused. She had a very bad feeling about this.

She had heard things about wands coming up missing and wasn't feeling at all comfortable parting with hers. But again Professor Bunbury was in charge and who was she to question a professor so. "Good day, Professor," she smiled once she reached the container. Reluctantly, she placed her snidget feather core, 11 3/4 inch, springy, rosewood wand in the container. How I hope you return to me, my lovely wand.

With one last longing look at her wand, she turned to take a seat. She still was uncomfortable with being wandless, but she did have to be positive and optimistic in hopes that she would see it at the end of the lesson. Finding a seat, she settled in and noticed the shoes she heard people commenting on. Oooo....nice shoes. Me likes. Let it to shoes to distract a little girl.

Damon walked into the area where the next herbology lesson was taking place. He noticed the box of full of wands. Damon believed that what was being done to drop them off would not be too bad. He dropped his wand of 11 inches made of beech with a core of unicorn hair in the box and then went and sat down.

Fia walked into class and IMMEDIATELY looked to the place where everyone seemed to be dropping their wands off. She sported a raised eyebrow concerned look and just had to make a funny from her own stand point. "What? Are we looking for Melita's wand or...are we going to give you more comfortable shoes, Professor?" She wiggled her toes in her own branded tennis shoes and was hesitant as to dropping her wand in the pile that was eventually going to overflow.

What did she need a 11 1/2; Ash; Fwooper Feather; Pliable for? She watched the professor for a moment and pretended to drop her wand in the pile with the rest of them and quietly pushed it up her sleeve. This was HER wand! No one else needed to play with it! Especially with all the werewolves running around the school. Thanks a lot LouAnn for the scare!

Timidly, the Hufflepuff stared at the small plastic box for a while, clutching desperately at her '11 and three quarter birch wood with a unicorn hair core' wand. It was resting safely in her hip holster, where it had been ever since Professor Lawson bestowed that helpful device last year. But even before that, the carefully polished wand had been by her side or in her grasp at all times.

This was her wand! This was what made Wesley a witch- what proved her existance and importance. It was her best friend, and she didn't want to give it up. Without it, she felt naked.

But she trusted Professor Bunbury; no matter how intimidating the older woman was with her heels (these ones looking exspecially dangerous) and pink, she was a teacher. She was only looking out for her student's safety, right? If Wesley couldn't trust the red-haired Herbology professor, she couldn't trust anyone.

Face crumpled in broken helplessness, the tiny girl pulled out her wand, right hand crossing correctly to her left hip, and stood on her tiptoes, reaching her arm high in order to place it safely in the box.

"Bye-bye," she whispered to the wand, and then, giving a small, shaky smile to Professor Bunburry, the Hufflepuff walked away, head hanging low, to where the other students where sitting.

GUH.

It would have been a lie to say that Melanie was reluctant to hand her over to Professor Bunbury. For, she was most definitely NOT simply reluctant. She was EXTREMELY reluctant.

The possibilities of what Bunbury was planning to do with the wands ran through her mind, causing worry to build up in the 3rd year's stomach. She really didn't like the idea of handing her wand over. Her precious eleven in a half inch willow wand, with it's aethonon hair core and it's lovely bend to it...

But she gave it away, if anything because of that eeeeeeeeevvvvvilllll smirk Bunbury was wearing on her face. To tell the truth, the lady scared the bejeebers out of her. Letting it drop in the can with a cheerful plonk! that in Melanie's eyes clearly didn't fit the situation, the girl took a seat near the front of the classroom. She wanted to keep an eye on her wand, thank youuu very much.

What we're giving up our wands?! Rafe didn't know what to think. He had already witnesses a couple wands go astray amongst the staff, he would hate it if something happened to his. He loved his wand.

"Are you sure it's safe professor?" the first year asked hesitantly as he held his wand close to his chest. "Could we just show it to you?" he asked holding out his 16", Purpleheart, Essence of Lycan Hair wand. Rafe was rather attached to his wand and would hate if someone stole it or broke it.

"Hello Professor." Carter said walking in. Professor Bunbury wanted their wands? Carter looked at his lovingly. It took all of his effort but he finally managed to drop his precious 12 inch cherry wand with a pheonix feather core into the bin before joining the rest of the class.

"Professor," Copernicus complained, holding out his wand reverently. "I think it would be very ill-advised indeed to hand over a wand that wasnt' mine, especially when wands keep disappearing. Can I keep mine... if I put it in my bag?" Truebridge would NEVER forgive him if Cope lost the man's wand.

He leaned in slightly and raised his eyebrow. "Her name is Michelle," he lifted the 12 1/2 inch poisonwood wand with the manticore hair core to show it to her. She probably recognized it, right?

Ok, so Rachel did NOT like the idea of giving up her wand at all. Especially not when at least two Professors she knew had misplaced theirs. If THEY couldn't keep track of theirs - how were the students supposed to when they were asked to dump it in a container for a whole lesson?!

Hmphf. Looking fondly at her eleven and a quarter inch of a wand - Mahogany and dragon heartstring - she forced herself to let it go and winced at the sound it made when it hit all the other wands. She REALLY didn't like this. At all.

Not looking at Professor Bunbury pointedly - probably not because of the wand thing, but because Rachel hadn't attended a Herbology lesson since forever - the sixth year chose a random spot to hover around and waited to see what other people were doing. Herbology was unfamiliar ground for her.

Torin quickly headed over to hand Bunbury his 11' Hawthorn with a unicorn hair core.

He smiled at the Professor, remembering the last time that he had seen her and then took a seat beside Fyo.

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Mmmmm.... Herbology. Livvy had to admit, she wasn't too strong nor did she have anything that was remotely close to affection towards the class. But Professor Bunbury was cool. Scary at times. But cool though. And had fashion sense. Even though it was rather eccentric at times. Who caaares? She's a pretty RAD professor.

Livvy made her way outside of the castle and towards the greenhouses, entering the fourth one to see that many of her fellow classmates were already gathered. She looked around at what the students that had arrived prior to her arrival, had done.

Smiling, she came up to the professor with a cheery, "Hullo professor! You look lovely today. I like your boots." Livvy glanced down at the one she was tapping that looked all purteh looking... but was most definitely NOT something that she, Olivia Zhang, would wear. She'd trip.

Livvy took out her soft, cherry wand of 11 1/2 inches, with it's own unique unicorn hair, from her robes and dropped it in the container. Though she was quite sorry to see it go, she had to obey the professor's rules. Though Bunbury was a delightful lady, she was not one you wanted to anger. Did Livvy mention, scary, yet?

"Mm thanks dear, they're one-of-a-kind," Bunbury nodded at the Ravenclaw and carefully watched her deposit her wand into the bin. Goood goood another cherry one.

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Kaika was whistling until...well, until she arrived to class and noticed people were leaving their wands with Professor Bunbury.

Er, what? why? and with Bunbury? That was...clearly something she didn't want to do, but did she have a choice? Yes. Not going to class. However, she had to. Well, at least Bunbury had a wand, unlike Melita, and she wouldn't take their wand.

As she grew closer and closer to the entrance, she took out her wand, Bunbury better not do anything to it, it was rather new. "Hello Professor, it's a nice day, right?" if you liked the cold. Kaika smiled as she left her 'Redwood, Phoenix Feather core, 9 3/4 inches. Sturdy' wand with Bunbury and proceeded to take a seat.

"The weather is rather chilly for my tastes," Bunbury remarked in reply in Kaika, waiting for her to drop her wand off as well. It looked sturdy. That would be useful.

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Josh walked to the Greenhouses dragging his bag, which was mainly full of chocolate and packets rubbish, unwillingly and halted when he saw students entering in the Greenhouse four was each putting something in the box that Professor Bunbury was holding. 'Entering tip? Strange'. Then, when he joined the queue right after a Hufflepuff, he realised that people were putting theirs wands into it. 'Wands! The wands that no witch or wizard could imagine themselves apart from it?'. He had no trouble with wandering around wandless but that seemed a little bit fishy to him for the general idea in the wizarding world. Besides that his quick mind contributed more to this suspiciousness when it linked this remembering things of professors losing their wands in the castle. And what was that look on the professors face.

Lost in thoughts he walked forward and halted right before her, taking off his 12 inches, hazel wood, salamander scale core wand which was very solid as he stared right into professor's eyes. 'Don't be stupid! She is a professor there's no reason for her to steal other's wands. You are being ridiculous!' he mentally scolded himself and dropped his wand isnide the thing she was holding. ''Good day professor!'' he spoke out trying to sound cheerful and made his way to the seats tyring to forget his stupid ideas on people around especially that 'Profesor Bunbury wand thief. Hilarious!' one.

"Good....day...." the redheaded professor murmured in reply to the student who seemed to be having some sort of internal discussion... with himself. Perhaps he too had inner demons just like Jake Upstead?

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Eh? Part with their wands!? But.. but that was like losing a limb. Well, not quite but Emily didn't like the idea of leaving her trusty wand with the evil Professor Bunbury.. especially without explanation.

Reluctantly she retrieved the wand from her Slytherin robes and examined it. “That's Birch and phoenix feather and measures 9 ¾ inches. It's kinda swooshy I suppose.” She placed it on the desk. Then asked curiously, her green eyes narrowing ever so slightly. “What do you need our wands for, proffessor?”

Typical Slytherin, having to rattle off her wand statistics as if Bunz couldn't figure them out for herself. "You'll see," Anastasia answered her curtly, before pausing to add, "They're for the protection of the plants we'll be working with today."

Yeah, she was sticking with that excuse.

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Keeley entered the greenhouses exhausted, having gotten lost because of those dumb trick staircases. Noticing people sadly parting with their wands, she went over to the table and dropped hers off as well. She loved her wand, and honestly did NOT want to leave it. It was a solid Hawthorne, 14 inch with a dragon heartstirng core and a fancy handle. Crossing the room, she plopped down into a seat, trying to fix her long hair, scarlet today. Not seeing any of her friends, she pulled out one of her favorite muggle books from her bag and lost herself in the pages.

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Jacoby tripped into the class room. looking back he saw nothing that could have tripped him. "I'm OKAY!" he yelled to everyone who saw him. 'This place scares me sometimes' he thought to himself "Good day professor." he said with a smile the saw the box of wands. He took out his own. turning it in his fingers for a few seconds, then reluctently dropped the 11 3/4 in. maple wood, dragonheart string core wand in with the rest and took his seat trying to walk as straight as possibly with his banged up knees.

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Tavelon entered the greenhouse, which was considerably warm compared to the chilly outside. He wondered if there were spells or if that was natural.

Maybe it was to counteract Professor Bunbury's icy stare.

Tavelon went over to the box to deposit his wand. Why? Not his favorite 11-and-a-half-inch-sturdy-redwood-with-dragon-heartstring-core... well, his only wand. So it had to be his favorite.

Tavelon grudgingly put his wand in the box. All the professors missing their wands lately... Maybe it was Bunbury! And now she was going to STEAL from the students, too!!!

Tavelon kept all of this in his head, and cut things down to a simple "Hi, Professor" with a cheery smile as he sat.

Bunbury somewhat patiently waited for the next few students to trickle in. She acknowledged each with a nod as her collection pile of wands grew in the bin. Goooood goooood.

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Herbology.<3

He had, less than two years ago, been terrible at the subject; but Fyo's skill with plants had improved considerably since then and, as he stepped into the Greenhouse, his eyes were alight with the glazed joy only the prospect of study could cause.

"Good day, professor," he said, as he parted with his wand - he did not want to, but Professor Bunbury had never been that evil, had she? Determined, more like. Ah, his wand. Thirteen inches, wood of cherry, core of Chimaera Scale. Fyo loved it as much as he loved Arithmancy.

Or Butterfly. Or Torinkitty.

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Nikki walked into Herbology looking over at the professor. So she wanted there wands? Taking her wand out of her pocket, Nikki walked over to Professor Bunbury's desk and dropped off her holly, 10 3/4 with Unicorn hair, wand. "Hello Professor." She said quickly before making her way to find a seat.

"Hey Fyo, long time no see." She said smiling at him and taking a seat. "What you been up to?"

"Godd day, Mr. Balouch, Miss Finn," Bunbury narrowed her eyes at the pair. Better not get chatty. AHEM. At least they had turned in their wands.

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Yey for Herbology!

Sylvia walked in and up to the Professor's desk before placing her 1.5 inched Cherry wand with it's Pheonix feather core on it. She smiled up at BunBunz, and returned to her seat.

Ooooh. She wondered what they'd learn today.

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"Wait up Anya. Oh, hello Professor Bunbury." Sky looked down at the professor's feet. "Nice boots, indeed." She dropped her 11' birch wand with a single pheonix feather into the tub.

Bunz nodded at the next two students, smirking a little as they dropped off their wands and one noticed her boots. "Thank you!"

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Evelyn heard what the professor said to the students in front of her. Eyes widening in surprise, she stood shock still for a moment. 'No no no no no that's not good. Not good. Not a good idea. Last time someone took my wand...No no no.' Maybe she should just skip this class? But she was looking forward to it all week...

Deciding quickly, she bent down close to the ground when a couple students were distracting the professor, and tried to squeeze through unnoticed. She was NOT going to give up her ten and a third inch Ash wood and Basilisk Fang core wand. No way. Not now. Not ever. Now almost crawling on the ground, she was thankful that she wasn't that tall. Made it so much easier...Hopefully the professor wouldn't notice.

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Jack found a seat and waited for class to begin.

"Excuse me, EXCUSE ME," she called out loudly over the students still entering. "Neither of you turned in your wands." Bunbury click-clacked over to the Slytherin first and shook the bin of wands under her nose.

"You turn it in or you don't and you leave class...." she started to say in her usual threatening tone, before remembering that she was trying to be better, "...darling."

Bunz threw a look over her shoulder at the Prefect as well. "And you. Wand.... er... please." As if he had a choice.

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My wand? Winnie panicked. She HATED being without her wand. With one thing and another around the castle these days...it was unwise to be unarmed. She supposed not much could happen in the greenhouse, though... she slowly drew her 12 inch rose wand from an inside pocket. Its core was her favorite thing about it - whose else's had a firecrab shell core? She held out her wand and smiled tremulously (in her head, at least; in real life it was more like a grimace). "Hullooo, Professor." She stared down at the wand still in her hand. "I suppose you want me to just...put it down. All right." She EVER SO SLOWLY put her wand in the container, as if it might explode if she dropped it too fast. "I'll come back for you, dear," she whispered.

Honestly, why was there so much hesitation, especially among the prefects? A wand was a wand. Everyone could still study magic - like HERBOLOGY - without a wand.

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Umm...blink.

Professor Bunbury wanted their wands? LouAnn knew what she was up to now! She just knew it! Wands were being stolen left and right around this place and now that a few people were a wand or two short, they needed to borrow the wands of the students, hmm?

Okay, so to be fair, LouAnn didn't know that wands were being stolen, but she'd been around quite a few professors lately who'd suddenly found themselves without one---and not having known where it went.

Sighing, LouAnn pulled her own wand out---Goodbye, Willow; Phoenix Feather Core; 10 3/4 inches. Yes, she expected to never see it again once it dropped into that container the professor was holding. She hesitated a moment, thinking to snatch it back, when Cam Karsten spoke up...

"She's forty?!?" LouAnn half-whispered, looking at the boy in amazement. "She'd older than my parents..."

...or not. LouAnn beamed at the professor then greeted her in an overly polite manner. "Good day, Professor Bunbury. My, what nice boots you have on!" she said, giving Cam a 'What in Merlin's name?' look. With that said and done, she proceeded into the classroom to join the rest of the students.

"I am NOT forty, Miss Purple," Bunbury bellowed in the direction of Cameron Karsten. GRR. She shook her head, took a breath, and then nodded at Lou Ann in a much nicer tone. "Thank you."

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Originally Posted by Sherbetsnitch

Walking into the greenhouse Abigail smiled at the professor “Hello professor” and looked at the box full of wands. She didn’t like the idea of handing over her wand, especially when she heard that some were going missing, but she didn’t really have a choice did she? Removing her wand from her bag she place the 10 1/4 inch, mahogany wand, with pigmypuff hair core into the box, before walking over to other students.

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As Jack wandered into the Herbology classroom, the first thing he noticed was that everyone was giving Bunbury their wands. Must be part of the lesson. Jack pulled his wand out of his bag and sighed, staring at it and turning it over and over in his hands. He felt WEIRD knowing he was going to be without it for the duration of this lesson!

"Here ya go, Professor," he said, handing Bunbury his wand. "12 and 1/2 inches, unicorn hair core, with ash wood. My birthday month," he added proudly as he handed it off. After learning about all that stuff last lesson he was amazed that his wand ACTUALLY fit into his birth month and personality...it was soooo cool!

He wandered over and took a seat between Fyo and LouAnn, waving to his fellow Gryffindors happily as he sat down. Hmmm, he didn't miss his wand as much as he thought he would. But he did still missss it. He felt so vulnerable like this!

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Reese walked right into Greenhouse Four. The first thing she noticed was not that the students were giving Bunbury their wands, but the shoes Bunbury was wearing. "I like your shoes, Professor," she commented. After saying that, she finally saw that the students were handing off their wands. What? WHAT?! They weren't going to have any wands. That was outrageous! But, she knew she was going to have to give her wand to Bunbury. Slowly, she took out her 12.5 inches Willow, Dragon Heartstring wand and handed it to Bunbury before she went off and took a seat near Jack, Fyo, and LouAnn.

More wands. Excellent. It was good to see some students still had the sense to not test Bunbunz's patience.

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I. Don't. Wanna!!

What if they were attacked? What if a massive plant came alive, tried to eat her, and Lucille didn't have her want and had to defend herself by (once again) taking off her biker boot and thwacking the plant round the-

Round the what, exactly? Did plants have heads? Aghghgghhhh!!

"Professor," said Lucille, her grip on her wand tightening. "How.... where's the best place to hit a killer plant to knock it out?"She gulped.

She had to know. Just in case.

Reluctently, she held out her wand. Veeeeeery sloooooowly.

"First of all," she turned toward the Hufflepuff and let out a lonnnng sigh, "there is no such thing as a killer plant. Second of all, if such plants did exist, don't you think I, your esteemed and very knowledgeable professor, would be able to protect you?"

A slightly demonic, sharp grin spread across Bunbury's face after that statement. "Regardless, that is a topic we might discuss today. So. Thank you for the wand." And Bunz snatched it out of Lucy's hand to toss it on her pile.

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Originally Posted by DanialRadFAN01

Chris Potter walked into the Greenhouse classroom for the second Herbology Lesson of ther term and saw that Professor Bunbury was colecting everybody's wand as they walked in. He smiled at her brightly and pulled out his 11 inch Holly wand with the unicorn hair core, as he greeted her. "Hello Professor Bunbury how are you, today?" He asked her as he walked over and took a seat by his friends.

"Hello Chris I am fine," she nodded at the boy. And another wand. Ding.

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Ooooh! One time where people confiscating his wand would (haha, wand would... wand wood) come in handy! With a brand new hat pulled on top of his head, Jake made to search his pockets and shrugged his shoulders, adjusting his glasses on his nose. "Ain't guh-guh-got m'wand," he announced in a half lie. Honestly, it HAD been confiscated... but he also had a stash. Thinking hard as he tried not to notice the telltale ten and a quarter inch stick that might have been visible in his back pocket, Jake tried to remember who had taken his wand recently. "Lawsssss'n's got it..." he tried, forgetting there were ways to see through this.

Thinking this would be enough, Jake bit on his lip and started to edge away to a seat.

Well come ON! He did NOT want to give his wand to Bunbury! She'd tried to KILL him after all. He needed his twirly little willow wand for protection. Plus, the snidget feather was starting to come out of the end of this particular copy of his wand, which made Jake think it was the one he favoured.

Okay, so it was IRRELEVANT that he couldn't do magic... the poking side was workable.

"One, you're lying to me, Upstead," Anastasia was automatically on edge at the entrance of this problem child. "And two, I'm surprised you even showed up to this lesson. However, you won't be allowed to attend until I have your wand. If you have to call 'Laawssn' down here with your wand then so be it."

Again. Until she had it in her claws yet again. Funny how this was so similar to that scenario she'd been trying to forget after their last lesson....

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Mina quietly wandered into the greenhouse. Still feeling as if she had been drug through the forest by a hippogriff and back, she questioned why she even got out of bed. Noticing all the wands in the container, she was a bit confused. She had a very bad feeling about this.

She had heard things about wands coming up missing and wasn't feeling at all comfortable parting with hers. But again Professor Bunbury was in charge and who was she to question a professor so. "Good day, Professor," she smiled once she reached the container. Reluctantly, she placed her snidget feather core, 11 3/4 inch, springy, rosewood wand in the container. How I hope you return to me, my lovely wand.

With one last longing look at her wand, she turned to take a seat. She still was uncomfortable with being wandless, but she did have to be positive and optimistic in hopes that she would see it at the end of the lesson. Finding a seat, she settled in and noticed the shoes she heard people commenting on. Oooo....nice shoes. Me likes. Let it to shoes to distract a little girl.

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Originally Posted by logger31

Damon walked into the area where the next herbology lesson was taking place. He noticed the box of full of wands. Damon believed that what was being done to drop them off would not be too bad. He dropped his wand of 11 inches made of beech with a core of unicorn hair in the box and then went and sat down.

Two more two more! Bunz rattled her bin of wands around a little, maybe causing a few wands to spark at each other. All in the name of education.

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Originally Posted by LadyNerd

Fia walked into class and IMMEDIATELY looked to the place where everyone seemed to be dropping their wands off. She sported a raised eyebrow concerned look and just had to make a funny from her own stand point. "What? Are we looking for Melita's wand or...are we going to give you more comfortable shoes, Professor?" She wiggled her toes in her own branded tennis shoes and was hesitant as to dropping her wand in the pile that was eventually going to overflow.

What did she need a 11 1/2; Ash; Fwooper Feather; Pliable for? She watched the professor for a moment and pretended to drop her wand in the pile with the rest of them and quietly pushed it up her sleeve. This was HER wand! No one else needed to play with it! Especially with all the werewolves running around the school. Thanks a lot LouAnn for the scare!

"Neither," Bunbury answered the disgusting, wanna-be-boy-or-what-IS-she-wearing-on-her-feet Hufflepuff. Ugh. Must. Not. Look. Down. Bunz wrinkled her nose and turned her head to the side, only to tolerate Fia long enough to collect her wand.

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Originally Posted by imaginarynumb3rs

Timidly, the Hufflepuff stared at the small plastic box for a while, clutching desperately at her '11 and three quarter birch wood with a unicorn hair core' wand. It was resting safely in her hip holster, where it had been ever since Professor Lawson bestowed that helpful device last year. But even before that, the carefully polished wand had been by her side or in her grasp at all times.

This was her wand! This was what made Wesley a witch- what proved her existance and importance. It was her best friend, and she didn't want to give it up. Without it, she felt naked.

But she trusted Professor Bunbury; no matter how intimidating the older woman was with her heels (these ones looking exspecially dangerous) and pink, she was a teacher. She was only looking out for her student's safety, right? If Wesley couldn't trust the red-haired Herbology professor, she couldn't trust anyone.

Face crumpled in broken helplessness, the tiny girl pulled out her wand, right hand crossing correctly to her left hip, and stood on her tiptoes, reaching her arm high in order to place it safely in the box.

"Bye-bye," she whispered to the wand, and then, giving a small, shaky smile to Professor Bunburry, the Hufflepuff walked away, head hanging low, to where the other students where sitting.

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GUH.

It would have been a lie to say that Melanie was reluctant to hand her over to Professor Bunbury. For, she was most definitely NOT simply reluctant. She was EXTREMELY reluctant.

The possibilities of what Bunbury was planning to do with the wands ran through her mind, causing worry to build up in the 3rd year's stomach. She really didn't like the idea of handing her wand over. Her precious eleven in a half inch willow wand, with it's aethonon hair core and it's lovely bend to it...

But she gave it away, if anything because of that eeeeeeeeevvvvvilllll smirk Bunbury was wearing on her face. To tell the truth, the lady scared the bejeebers out of her. Letting it drop in the can with a cheerful plonk! that in Melanie's eyes clearly didn't fit the situation, the girl took a seat near the front of the classroom. She wanted to keep an eye on her wand, thank youuu very much.

...and two more 'Puff wands. YES. Not that Bunbury was collecting or anything.... geez... and why did the one 'Puff looked like her grandmum had died? Didn't she trust the Bunzinator?

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What we're giving up our wands?! Rafe didn't know what to think. He had already witnesses a couple wands go astray amongst the staff, he would hate it if something happened to his. He loved his wand.

"Are you sure it's safe professor?" the first year asked hesitantly as he held his wand close to his chest. "Could we just show it to you?" he asked holding out his 16", Purpleheart, Essence of Lycan Hair wand. Rafe was rather attached to his wand and would hate if someone stole it or broke it.

"Safety is always on the back of my mind," the professor answered almost automatically. Yes, it was always in the back back back back back back farthest possible corner underneath oodles of cobwebs and eons of dust. Safety was always somewhere in Bunz's mind and also how could she push the limits of safety. Ha.

"No, I NEED your wand, IN the bin, with EVERYONE ELSE's," she emphasized with a glare at the Gryffindor. "I assure you, it will be returned at the conclusion of this lesson."

Maybe. Doubtful she'd take a liking to his purpleheart. Blah.

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"Hello Professor." Carter said walking in. Professor Bunbury wanted their wands? Carter looked at his lovingly. It took all of his effort but he finally managed to drop his precious 12 inch cherry wand with a pheonix feather core into the bin before joining the rest of the class.

"Thank you," Bunbury nodded at the next Gryffindor who didn't put up a fight.

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"Professor," Copernicus complained, holding out his wand reverently. "I think it would be very ill-advised indeed to hand over a wand that wasnt' mine, especially when wands keep disappearing. Can I keep mine... if I put it in my bag?" Truebridge would NEVER forgive him if Cope lost the man's wand.

He leaned in slightly and raised his eyebrow. "Her name is Michelle," he lifted the 12 1/2 inch poisonwood wand with the manticore hair core to show it to her. She probably recognized it, right?

"Ah.....hmm....." Bunz hesitated at Copernicus' query because he did have a good point. She would never do anything to hurt Michelle but she also didn't want one student armed and the rest not. Especially not around her precious plant.

This was called being caught between a rock and a hard place. "I think you should still... turn it over to me... and I'll take extra-special care of it? It's just for one lesson. Please." Yes, Annie would take good care of the poisonwood wand.... once Copernicus handed it over.

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Ok, so Rachel did NOT like the idea of giving up her wand at all. Especially not when at least two Professors she knew had misplaced theirs. If THEY couldn't keep track of theirs - how were the students supposed to when they were asked to dump it in a container for a whole lesson?!

Hmphf. Looking fondly at her eleven and a quarter inch of a wand - Mahogany and dragon heartstring - she forced herself to let it go and winced at the sound it made when it hit all the other wands. She REALLY didn't like this. At all.

Not looking at Professor Bunbury pointedly - probably not because of the wand thing, but because Rachel hadn't attended a Herbology lesson since forever - the sixth year chose a random spot to hover around and waited to see what other people were doing. Herbology was unfamiliar ground for her.

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Torin quickly headed over to hand Bunbury his 11' Hawthorn with a unicorn hair core.

He smiled at the Professor, remembering the last time that he had seen her and then took a seat beside Fyo.

"Thank you two also," she called out as two more wands made it in her bin. She'd wait for a few more stragglers and then start the lesson

Becca walked quickly into Herbology, hoping she wasn't late. Oh, good. They hadn't started yet. "Hello Professor, having a nice day?", she asked, as she put her books down at an available place and sitting down on a stool beside her. Then remebering she should put her wand away grabbed the 11 and a third of pliable vine wood with Granian feather lining the core, and dropped it in the container, before sitting back down.

Abby runs as fast as she can to the green houses. She notices Professor Bunbury standing at the door with a bin full of wands. I wonder why she's taking everyone's wands. I'm not too sure I want to give mine up. I mean how can I be sure I won't end up with the wrong wand at the end of class. Abby makes her way to the top of the line and looks at Bunbury. She takes her wand out of it's holster. Abby's wand: Willow, 12 1/4" single unicorn hair, pleasantly springy. "You will take good care of her please." Abby puts her wand in the bin. "I promised my grandfather I would never let her out of my sight."

Rafe hesitated as he put his wand in slowly with the rest of them. There seemed to be delight behind the professor's eyes as she collected all the wands. "What are you going to do to...I mean with them?" Rafe asked curiously as he backed away and took a seat. He couldn't keep his eyes off his wand. It was as though a part of him was missing.

"There s'm'reas'n uh woul'n't come?" Jake asked, a kind of gleam of triumph in his eye. Nevertheless he reached into his pocket and started to pull out his wand (well, she seemed to know he was lying... apparently). He had enough, right? Anyway, yes, started to pull it out, when Bunz gave a hit belowwww the belt.

"Hey!" Jake exclaimed, walking back up and throwing, like ROCKETLAUNCHING his wand into the tub, glaring at Bunbury. "Just wait," he hissed at her, backing away again to go sit down.

He was never turning his back on this woman EVER again.

Jack looked at the surroundings, giving the impression that he hadn't heard the Professor.

Give up his wand, not a good idea, especially with the rumors of disappearing wands. If Professors' wands were going missing, something was going on and he would do his best to hand on to his.

Evelyn looked up slightly from staring at the ground to...Destiny? What was she doing looking under her desk like that?...

Oh. Of course. ME! *teehee* Smiling at what she heard Destiny say, she started crawl a little bit faster. She was almooooost there...


Uh oh. Evelyn cringed at the words and was slightly startled when she saw a bin of wands under her nose. Slowly looking up...of course it was Professor Bun...something. 'What was her name again? Why do i always forget it?' Looking back down to the bin full of wands, she immediately spotted Destiny's and Josh's. 'Josh is here?'

'Okay okay okay. How to get out of this one...Evil professor yet extremely cool at the same time. Ugh, not many directions i can choose from for this...' Standing up slowly, she wiped off anything that may have clung to her knees and skirt before looking up to the Professor. She suddenly put on her usual innocent, sweet smile before chuckling nervously.

"Oh, Professor. You don't need to worry about my wand." she said softly and as persuasively as possible. "It will be safely tucked away in my bag, where no one can get it. I won't use it. I mean, come on, using a wand in Herbology?" she said, putting her hands behind her back. Well, just one tinsy lie wasn't bad. Her wand was actually up the sleeve of her sweater where she could feel it at all times. She has heard about the Professors losing their wands and she didn't want to take any chances. But she didn't want to leave the class either...tough choice.

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Becca walked quickly into Herbology, hoping she wasn't late. Oh, good. They hadn't started yet. "Hello Professor, having a nice day?", she asked, as she put her books down at an available place and sitting down on a stool beside her. Then remebering she should put her wand away grabbed the 11 and a third of pliable vine wood with Granian feather lining the core, and dropped it in the container, before sitting back down.

Wand, check. Bunbury nodded at the nearly-late student and eyed her vine wand. Hmm. Don't see many of those these days.

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Abby runs as fast as she can to the green houses. She notices Professor Bunbury standing at the door with a bin full of wands. I wonder why she's taking everyone's wands. I'm not too sure I want to give mine up. I mean how can I be sure I won't end up with the wrong wand at the end of class. Abby makes her way to the top of the line and looks at Bunbury. She takes her wand out of it's holster. Abby's wand: Willow, 12 1/4" single unicorn hair, pleasantly springy. "You will take good care of her please." Abby puts her wand in the bin. "I promised my grandfather I would never let her out of my sight."

Raising a brow as only Abigail Wright would be so presumptuous to tell Bunbury what to do, the redhead rearranged the wands in the bin so several 'sturdier' ones were piled on top of Abby's.

"Then perhaps you shouldn't make promises you can't keep," she told the girl with a shrugshrug and a smirksmirk.

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Rafe hesitated as he put his wand in slowly with the rest of them. There seemed to be delight behind the professor's eyes as she collected all the wands. "What are you going to do to...I mean with them?" Rafe asked curiously as he backed away and took a seat. He couldn't keep his eyes off his wand. It was as though a part of him was missing.

"I already told you, I'm keeping hold of them for safety...reasons," she answered Rafe. Why couldn't he just DO as she SAID??!

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"There s'm'reas'n uh woul'n't come?" Jake asked, a kind of gleam of triumph in his eye. Nevertheless he reached into his pocket and started to pull out his wand (well, she seemed to know he was lying... apparently). He had enough, right? Anyway, yes, started to pull it out, when Bunz gave a hit belowwww the belt.

"Hey!" Jake exclaimed, walking back up and throwing, like ROCKETLAUNCHING his wand into the tub, glaring at Bunbury. "Just wait," he hissed at her, backing away again to go sit down.

He was never turning his back on this woman EVER again.

No comment to that first question. If Upstead had another fit that resulted in another great chase... well... she had witnesses here. It would NOT be her fault he came to class today.

"Wait for what? Is that a threat?" she returned his whisper with an equal hiss.

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Jack looked at the surroundings, giving the impression that he hadn't heard the Professor.

Give up his wand, not a good idea, especially with the rumors of disappearing wands. If Professors' wands were going missing, something was going on and he would do his best to hand on to his.

And what was with this 'Claw? Was he deaf already?

Bunbury marched over to Jack's desk and sat down on top of it with the bin of wands right in his face at eye level. "Your wand. In the bin. NOW."

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Uh oh. Evelyn cringed at the words and was slightly startled when she saw a bin of wands under her nose. Slowly looking up...of course it was Professor Bun...something. 'What was her name again? Why do i always forget it?' Looking back down to the bin full of wands, she immediately spotted Destiny's and Josh's. 'Josh is here?'

'Okay okay okay. How to get out of this one...Evil professor yet extremely cool at the same time. Ugh, not many directions i can choose from for this...' Standing up slowly, she wiped off anything that may have clung to her knees and skirt before looking up to the Professor. She suddenly put on her usual innocent, sweet smile before chuckling nervously.

"Oh, Professor. You don't need to worry about my wand." she said softly and as persuasively as possible. "It will be safely tucked away in my bag, where no one can get it. I won't use it. I mean, come on, using a wand in Herbology?" she said, putting her hands behind her back. Well, just one tinsy lie wasn't bad. Her wand was actually up the sleeve of her sweater where she could feel it at all times. She has heard about the Professors losing their wands and she didn't want to take any chances. But she didn't want to leave the class either...tough choice.

"And that is precisely why I want your wand. ALL of your WANDS," Professor Bunbury announced to the class as a whole, glaring around at them all. "You will have no use for a wand in this classroom until I say so and until then, I will see to it that no one feels the slightest bit of temptation to USE their wand AGAINST my plants. Again, this is for both your safety and that of the subject matter we are studying. If you cannot comply with this simple request then just LEAVE NOW. I will not repeat this again.

"All wands. In the bin." She did NOT have all day. VERY BUSY AND IMPORTANT Bunz was.