COOKING POT!

Hehe.

Gold raised a hand. "Because you're here to teach us, professor, and we're here to learn?" she suggested. Even though those who teach, learn too; and those who learn, teach too. "Not to mention, it's pretty possible that this lesson could have something to do with ... pots."

She lowered her hand. COOKING POT!

Gold likeddd it.

Student. Pfft. Calling her student...

Well, now that she was safely seated towards the back of the class, Evelyn took out her notebook and, well, might as well just leave the quill in her bag for now. Just the notebook was good enough. Something to stare at if she got bored.

And now that she knew what the Professor's name was, the Slytherin leaned back in her seat and just...listened. Why DID the professor have a pot on her head? "Because you want to?"

Ellie gave the professor an odd look. A jumping jack? And she did a jumping jack? Why? Nope. She refused to make a fool of herself.

However, she did laugh at the professor's little speech there. "We're going to be throwing things at your head?" she asked. She seemed like a laid back enough teacher that it would be okay to suggest a joke... right?

Selena giggled. History sure was boring, but this professor would definitely make it interesting. She wanted to place a pot on her head all of a sudden... would it work is she transfigured an item into a pot to place on her head? No. That would seem silly. But why not? Hahaha. Selena wondered what the spell was again... Oh, right. Maybe she should ask the professor first though? Or maybe she shouldn't be such an idiot... Selena stuffed her hand in her pocket. Eh. There was a paperclip in there! how convenient! Maybe she could manage to successfully transfigure it into a pot. Nahh. No point in looking ridiculous.

Chris didn't know what to say when the Professor had asked about his...BIG HEAD???

o.O

The Head boy just stared at her, utterly confused until she winked at him and he realized it was a joke. He chuckled and then sat up more when she addressed them all.

Why did she have a pot on her head. The Gryffindor had noooo clue to be honest. "Professor is it because you are prepared for this lesson? I must have left my pot in my other pant's pocket." he said patting the sides of his pants."

*giggle* Cheesy jokes for the win!

Good Merlin, Raiden couldn't help but smile. Professor Lainey had far too much energy.

"Have you angered a house elf today, Professor?" he asked jokingly, arm in the air as he flopped down to the floor. "I've been told there's one that hits with spatulas, but I suppose she could've upgraded to chucking pots..."

Clearly she had a real reason, but... well. Raiden hadn't the slightest idea what it could be.

Cedric watched the professor in utter curiosity, trying to figure out why there was a pot in her head. It was really funny looking at Professor Lainey with a pot and all. He heard that they could sit on the floor and Cedric did so.

He raised his hand, "Errr, maybe because we're gonna play a game, we'll throw stones at the pot and the one who hits you... I mean it wins."

HEHE.

Now she'd better tell them what the pot was all about.

She couldn't get anything to come out of her mouth. Kay just stood there looking at the professor with her mouth open. Did the Professor just hug her? No. no that couldn't be. The professor was acting...well different. She couldn't think of a good reason why the Professor would have a pot on her head. Why? "Professor, Why do YOU have a pot on your head?" She asked. She shouldn't have asked but she just had to know.

Trixie tried to smile but found it pretty difficult. I mean History with like hardly any memory, what good is that?! But this professor was hilarious. She let out a small, very weak smile. "I don't know whether I was happy seeing as I can't remember" and what was the thing she could remember the most. Being Stupefied and smacking against a wall. What is happy about that? "I'm vegan Professor. Do you have an alternative?" she whispered back. Maybe she could be bribed.

She scowled a little as she heard the professors comment but giggled slightly after. "None taken" she sighed. What was the point in being offended right?

She couldn't help but giggle over the professors wild ways.

William grinned, puffing out his chest with his manly smile. "That's good professor, I'm glad I was able to help." he replied grinning a bit before dropping his bag and crossing his arms in a cool manner.

But now for the lessson. "Well professor I've seen in a lot of science fiction movies that when one wears a pot they're trying to stop aliens form reading their minds." he replied easily, grinning again. "Are you afraid of aliens coming for you?" He inquired.

Arya was loving this new professor, or returning since a lot of the older students kept welcoming her back. Grinning at the woman, she nudged Ivory while watching Lainey take a bow. And back to the pot. Why did she have a pot on her head? What did a pot have to do with magical history? Unless they were gonna learn about the history of magical pots. Nah.

"Cause we weren't told to bring a pot." Even if she was, where would she find a pot? Its not like she had them laying around.

Heh.

Destiny didn't know how much more of this she could take. Being bound to Marie was annoying.

What else was annoying? Sitting on the floor. Plopping down on the ground, Destiny wrapped the invisible ropes that bound Marie to her around her wrist a few times, causing Marie to be sitting down on the floor as well. Now, if only Evelyn would sit..

Why did the Professor have a pot on her head and she didn't? "You have a pot on your head because you are having a bad hair day and I am not."

Yup. Destiny's hair was niiiiice.

Yeah, uhm. No deathwish, ofcourse.

But who was Trixie??
Miranda gave the woman a smile, nodded once and just...walked off to stand somewhere where other students were waiting.

Ah, Professor Lainey. Allrighty, now she knew. Hehe.

Why? Whyyyyyyyyyy.... History of Magic class... Pot.
"Miss?" she raised her hand, "Did we in the wizarding world use pots...or cauldrons, as a protective gear once upon a time?" Heh.

"Or maybe...you're wearing a pot because you can?"


Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh!

Jacob tilted his head trying to comprehend what was wrong with 'CAN I'. after a few seconds, he looked at the floor. He bit his knuckle with a great deal of concentration on his face. "MAY I?" he asked oddly tilting his head to the other side.

Then she asked a question about the pot. Because she wouldn't share? No that wasn't it, Because she had lice? "Because you're awesome....Umm... and your a knight!" yeah Knights wore pots, right?

Is it because we are going to learn about old time cooking? she asked. The Professor was acting really hyper and Lysandra couldn't help but laugh at it.

Vashti giggled at Professor Lainey's joke and at the energy with which the professor laughed - well, gigglesnorted - at it as well. She decided in that moment that she quite liked this new professor very much. She was great. "Oh, wonderful! Thank you for not cooking me!" she answered with a bright grin before skipping off and taking a seat on the floor by Trixie. The older girl looked really upset and sad, so Vasthi offered her a warm, friendly smile before raising her hand to offer an answer to Professor Lainey's question. She would ask Trixie what was wrong after class - it would be rude to ask now that class had started.

"Because wearing pots on your head is the next big trend? Or you're going to be teaching us about people in history who wore pots on their head?"

Kevin sat on the floor and he had no clue why professor lainey had a pot on her head

Marie was really getting tired of being drug around by Destiny. The girl was seriously starting to get on her nerves… and now she was being pulled to the floor.

Gah!

She tugged back on that stupid rope and watched as Destiny fell over.

Bwhaha, that’ll teach her to tug on Marie.

Well how was she supposed to know why the professor had a pot on her head. “Um, you have a pot on your head because... you forgot your hat at home?" Yeah, that was it, she forgot her hat, why else would she wear a pot?

Did she just sniff me, Diggy thought to himself as he finally looked at the professor. He had to stifle a giggle when he saw her wearing a pot on her head. Ok well at least she has a sense of humor. That was a plus in Diggy's book. "Oh I won't make a mess, " he assured her quickly. "I have more." he reached into his pocket and pulled out a whole box of sugar quills. He handed the box out to her if she wanted to take some.

He went and sat down on the floor. This was nice. Diggy hated stuffy classrooms and this was more along the lines with his ADHD. It was keeping his attention and that was a feat in itself. It was nice. He wished all his classes could start like this. He raised his hand, "Because I left my pot in my other pants," it was the best thing he could think of. He wasn't too sure this professor wanted a serious answer.

Celandine raised her hand, taking the questions OHSOSRSLY because it was Lainey and there wasn't a single thing weird about her.

Not one.

"Well professor if your pot was upside down I'd guess we were going to play a version of Creaothceann, but since you are wearing it like a helmet," Celandine beamed, "Do we get weapons as well?"

Oliver spotted Kay and sort of side stepped towards her.. like a crab. He elbowed her lightly and looked down at her with an expression that clearly said, 'I'm ok.. are you, ok?' Hard to acheive but Oliver somehow managed it. heh.

Oliver grinned as the professor did all kinds of weird poses to show off the pot on her head. "Impressive. Modelled before have you?" heh! Oh.. the sarcasm! Still, he liked this professor already. She was confident and didn't seem to care if anyone thought she was nuts.

Not a muggle? Fair enough.. so what was with the pan on da heeed!?

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He raised his hand, "Is it because you're defending from alien attack and their mind control and shizz?" He asked her. "Like when muggles put foil on their heads. A pan's gotta be much more effective than that hasn't it?" Oh and he so wanted to wear one too.

"Or... or.. perhaps your brain is too big for your head and you have to keep it contained in there." He nodded at the pot while a million other insane ideas ran through the Slytherin's head. 'Could just be mad' - it seemed the most logical explanation of all.

Cadence was, obviously, going to love this professor. Raising her hand, she giggled and asked, "Are you Johnny Appleseed?" She had read a book about him once in Muggle school. Johnny Appleseed, went across America planting apple seeds and growing apple trees! And he always wore a pot on his head!

Though, admittedly, she wasn't sure what Johnny Appleseed had to do with the history of magic.

And now, she really wanted an apple.

Why was the professor wearing a pot on her head, indeed? Fletcher rubbed at his chin from his spot lounging against the wall and just then realized that he had forgotten the two pillows Lainey had suggested he bring to class.

The pants, however, he had remembered.

"You're wearing a pot because..... it offers superior protection compared to a wizard's hat?"

Feeling the elbow in her said she smiled at Oliver. *Yes she was ok and glad he was too* Listening to Oliver answer the Professor, she giggled. Kay throw her hand over her mouth and looking back up to the Professor. She really did want to know why? A Pot for goodness. Why a pot? Was there things going to fall on them? She looked up and then looked at Oliver. She pulled his sleeve and *a look of why* on her face. She wondered if Oliver really knew why the Professor had the pot.

"Cook something? In HISTORY? What is this madness??? Do you WANT to cook? Aw honey, are you hungry?" Lainey knew where to get cupcakes...

... just saying...

Lainey stared at this young Prefect. Blinked. Stared. Blinked. Stared.

"You are correct. A bit prophetic, too. You dabble in the hooby dooby wigwam Divination stuffs?" Humm. Anyway.

"You should answer without the lithe at the end, love. Say it like you MEAN it. Convince me that I DO want to!" Lainey PUNCHED the air, clearing away ANY doubt that .... Lainey WANTED the pot on her head.


"Errrr..... Hmmm."

???


"No?" Well. After her little speech to Evelyn, Lainey cleared her throat and amended, "No." ......... "Unless you know something I don't." Did she? Hmm. Lainey would keep TWO eyes on that one. She did a hand signal to the Prefects/Head Boy (snap snap clap snap finger lick feel the breeze) to alert them that they were to watch THAT one.


"You look like you KNOW something. Don't be shy. Or... just do be careful there. Don't strain. Or do some stretches first. Pulled muscles are boars, man."


....


....


...... "You keep pots in your pants?" Really?


Gryffindors. Lainey LOVED them, each and every one. Her nose wrinkled and she gave him slow nods. Goooooood Head boy. Goody boy.


O____________O

"What did you HEAR????" Lainey was instantly SOBERED. All the fun, all the jokes and snorts GONE.

Lainey was NOT SLEEPING in this CASTLE tonight. NOT. If the House Elves were mad at her again.... NO. O___O O__________________________O!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Lainey went and shut her classroom door and pulled her pot down to cover most of her face. Great MERLIN.


Lainey, once more, performed her hand signals to the prefects. WATCH THIS ONE. ARMED AND PUFFY PUFF!!!! "Cedric, honey, sticks and stones DO break bones. Don't believe everything your momma told you." For real.


"Oh Merlin.... I ... did I ask that? I thought I did. Did I just ask it in my head?" Lainey pulled the pot down farther, covering her face so that her voice would echo and reverberate off the stainless steel walls, "WHY DO I HAVE A POT ON MY HEAD??!!!"


"Vegan? I thought you were Trixie?!?!? I don't have an alternative. I'm me all the time...." So.... which was Lainey speaking to NOW? Multiple personalities... Lainey hadn't ever dealt with that, but she was sure she could handle it. Sure. Why not?

Just when Lainey was getting over the SHOCK of potential HOUSE ELF REVENGE.... William goes and THROWS this on her.

What. The. Dung.

"I don't know what you mean, William. Don't know why they'd come for me specifically. I'd make a horrible probee. Horrible." But Lainey did give William LOOKS. LOOKS like... do you know something I don't....????. Hmmmm. EEEEEK.


"This is why I love Hufflpuffs. You're just so LITERAL. And you're also correct. Kiss your brain for being SOoOOoOoo smart." Lainey blew Miss Arya KISSES. MUAH MUAH MUAH MUAH.


Well. Lainey BRISTLED at that. "Rude."

Totally rude. MAYBE it was true, but. Well. RUDE. Lainey extended her hand, pointed her finger at Destiny, and said again, "RUDE."

"Besides..... that's a matter of opinion." Huff. Lainey stroked her pot!hat and did some cat walks. NYEAH. Rude.



"Ohhhhh. Hey now, you might be on to something there.... you.... just... might be. Or maybe you're just totally RIGHT."

"Or totally wrong."

"BUT DEFINITELY on to something! Well DONE you!"


"So... I have bad hair and I look like a man, now?" Lainey placed her hands on her hips and GLARED at the young man. It was all fake though, and quickly melted into a grin. Hehe "You.... you might be on to something."

"And you may, but not right now. I want everyone to look at me." Clearrrrrly.


"I do like potatoes. I do. I admit it. All I had was a peanut butter sandwich today....." HINT HINT.


But no. Not really. No.

"Welcome. Least I could do." WINK.

"Hmmmmmmmmm. Well.... I don't doubt that a pot IS high fashion, and dead useful," or maybe useful for not getting oneself dead...," but they're are a bit heavy. Nothing a lightening charm couldn't fix.... but... well. MAYBE! I am pretty fashion savvy."

Yeah that was SO apparent.

"WHATS THAT? What'd you say???"

"An elephant never forgets."


"No, no, don't give me sugar now. After class though, you and me. Date." Lainey wiggled her eyebrows at dear little Diggy.

hahaha


Riiiiiight. Speaking of jokes.... hahaha. hehe. "You should go sit with the Head Boy, Dig my Boy. You two... you got special pants."

"I will march over there and SIT right ON YOU, Celandine Toussaint. RIght on you until I squeeze all the little smarts out of your brain."


"I told that other girl.... we're NOT doing any illegal activities today. Well, not intentionally, anyway. Do behave." Lainey did more secret prefect hand motions.... you know, cause those made sense.


"You and WILLIAM! What do you KNOW about aliens? If you KNOW things....," Lainey trailed off, giving Oliver the BIG EYED 'see me later and tell me stuff' looks. She was good at looks too. Really.

"Is that flattery? Oh.... whew. Oliver is trying to make the professor blush! Or tan his nose!" Lainey pointed and grinned and ... hehe. She DID love Slytherins. Did did did.



"Oh. Well. That's sort of brilliant." Lainey was half wondering WHY this class WASNT about Johnny Appleseed. Merf. That would have been cool....


"OH! YOU! HAHAH!" Lainey POINTED with one of those "AHA!" expressions. Did everyone remember him? Pants?

Oh there were LOTS of pants boy 'round here. Funny....

"That's not a bad intro, Fletcher. Well done. Kudos. Bravo and hooray!" Lainey would have done a cartwheel, but her superior hat just didn't allow that much movement.

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"No, I don't feel like explaining right now. I'm over it. Next topic. Raise your hand, or shout out if you must, and ..... tell me about a battle. Any battle. Have YOU been in a battle? Do you know of a HISTORIC," always good to get that HISTORY word in there, "battle? Be brief cause my attention span is short and we have SO MUCH TO DO - but - go on. Battles. You know of one?"