Carter laughed. "Sure hope so. Otherwise we'll be stuck like this for a lesson. I'd much rather have a battle." he said. Then he added, "You know... I could have just moved the foot over." he said looking over to the toppled over Destiny.

...pillows.

Their pillows.

Raiden quickly sought out his own (not particularly hard to find, since it was marked with a blue and white striped pillowcase that had cat fur stuck to it here and there) and grabbed it. It... was going to get dirty.

Ew.

Pressing his fingers into it, he sat down on the ground, thinking. He didn't want his pillow to be all... outdoorsy. He'd had outdoorsy all summer. He wanted indoorsy.

So, quietly, he duplicated it, then shrank the original and shoved it into his pocket.

Hehehe.

Mina stopped short, Patroclus' hand still in hers. Was that really her pillow? Shaking her head, she let go of his hand and looked back at him. "Well, my pillow is over there," she voiced as she pointed to a navy pillow with gold trim. She secretly hoped his was close to hers as she made her way over to it. Picking it up, she sat down and placed it on her lap. It was a gift from her father and she really didn't want to get it dirty.

Sitting down as gracefully as she could, she waited. It was kind of awkward with her armour on, but she would have to manage.

Yeah, this battle was going to be AWESOME!

Destiny could hardly wait for it to start, she was so excited! She really hoped the Professor wasn't lying about them actually battling, but the woman seemed to be the type that wouldn't. And, well, if the Professor DID lie, Destiny was going to use the tongs and tong her nose. Yep.

She was sitting on the pillow, jumping slightly with anticipation as she hummed some epic battle music. Yup. She was EXCITED!

As she was just getting into the good part of the song, she felt herself topple over, and knew who was the cause. Marie. Giving her friend a narrow eyed glare, she lent up and grabbed the pillow that was underneath herself.

THWACK!

Right over Marie's head.

Oh this laughter was infectious, and it was affecting their ability to heave her up.This was not good at all.And there was an awful lot of tugging going on.None of which was helping, as the mittens made it difficult to grip hands. "Hahahahaha, oh oh dear.I don't think that's gonna work, Miranda." Of course the idea of taking the mittens OFF didn't even enter her mind.Silly girl.Wait, roll her? Could this get anymore undignified? Apparently so. "Errrrr, yeah, that might be good.I can get on my knees then, push myself up and flop onto my bum...or, you know, something." All the laughter was started to tire her out, and they hadn't even got to the battle yet.

Looking up into Miranda's tear strewn face (laughter ones of course), Sarah started giggling again.She was having more fun than she could remember EVER having, and it just took cooking gear to do it.WOOOHOOO. "I think," she muttered, trying to control the snorts at the same time as Miranda pushed on her shoulders, "that rolling is the better option...Yeah."

So this was it.Miranda was going to roll her onto her front.Her butt would be sticking up in the air, but she couldn't worry about that now.Besides she had pan lids stuck up her robes, appearance wasn't top of her priorities, or she wouldn't be in this lesson.As her friend grabbed her arms and tilted her, Sarah slowly turned over and slid off of her pillow, landing face down in the dirt and grass."Eeeeepppppp!" Twisting her head around to look at the captain, she grimaced slightly. "Miranda? I have the edge of a pan lid sticking in my ribs.It hurtssssss!!" Maybe they hadn't been such a good idea?

Putting her hands out in front of her, Sarah pushed down into the ground as if she was doing a press-up, all the while repeating "Ow.Ow.Ow.Ow.Ow...." as each piece of equipment stuck into her at different points in the process.Grabbing Miranda's arm, she gave one final heave and turned herself onto her bum, leaning to the side to push her pillow underneath and grab her colander again.Shoving it on her head, she pulled it down, so it would NEVER come off again.

Sighing she looked across at Miranda. "I think ..... we may have a problem getting up for battle, you know," she deadpanned, face completely straight and serious.Hehe.Of course the laughter didn't stay away for long. "Bwahahahahahaha, ohhh we'd make hopeless warriors.Can you imagine us trying to get on a horse in armour or something, like a knight?! It would take weeks, and the battle would be over! Hahahahaha! But thank you for helping me." A squishy hug will be in order when they're back to normal.Yes.

"Oh god," she suddenly remembered something, and looked around nervously. "Oliver didn't see all that, did he? I can just imagine what he'll say," she giggled, wiping her eyes with the handless mitten.

"Yeah, I guess you're right. Since we have all this stuff on us we might as well get some use out of it." She looked around to see who she would want to battle... you know in case thy had a choice. "What? Oh, yeah. well that wouldn't have been as much fun as watching Destiny fall off her pillow though," she said laughing as she looked back over at the girl who.... threw her pillow at her... hitting her in the head with it. "Hey!" she said as she grabbed the pillow. She was about to throw it back when she decided to just sit on it. Now she definatly didn't have to worry about getting her pillow dirty.

Haha, that worked out perfect for her. "Thanks, I needed a pillow to sit on." She said laughing at her friend who was now sitting on the ground without her pillow while Marie still had her own pillow... on her lap, nice and clean.

Yes, this was going to be fun.

BAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Destiny laughed as the pillow she had thrown collided right into Marie's big head. She expected the Slytherin to throw it back, but when that didn't happen, she narrowed her eyes again. Destiny was now pillowless, and she figured they were going to need it later on. HMPH, she wanted her pillow back!

Drawing her wand, she pointed it at the pillow that Marie had her grimy behind on. "Accio pillow!" she muttered, watching the pillow move out from under Marie, causing the girl to topple over. Destiny laughed again as her friend fell and landed on Carter *shiver*. Leaning up a little, she shoved the pillow, grimy side down, underneath herself and poked her tongue out at Marie.

Now..back to humming. Nudging Evelyn a little, she gave her friend a nod telling her to hum along. Dun dun dunnnnnn.. dun dun dun duh duh duh dunnnnnnn.. dun dun duh duh dun duhhhhhhh.

Epic.

Arya was rocking in random directions on her pillow in her own little world when her best friend plopped down beside her. Grinning at the Ravenclaw, she rocked her way, giving the girl a nudge. "It IS! I can't wait to see what were gonna be doin down here." Or what they were gonna learn. If she actually cared about the learning portion of the class then that line might have been included as well.

Giggling as they had the wierdest hug of a life time, she sat back on her pillow and continued rocking in random directions with her feet crossed on the pillow and hands gripping thr front. "I agree, it soooo fun and we haven't even started the battle." What fun that was gonna be when they started that. "Me either," She giggled. "I wonder if she's gonna battle with us. I bet she would." Her eyes flickered to the professor.

WELL. Best get this show on the road! Or whatever. Besides, there was lots of things going on.... and Lainey was getting nervous. People were glaring, falling over, giving her looks, asking her questions (she's shaken her head no to the fort question - but did ponder it for later... like when snow came), being tied together, hitting one another, ETC ETC ETC. All weird. Lainey thought they all were being weird.



"I saw that, Raiden Kururugi." Sneaky Slytherins.



"SO. Before we went to the kitchen and got a bit distracted," juuuuuuust a wee bit. Nothing major," we were discussing battles. Most of you raised your hands and told me about some battle you were familiar with. Aaaaaaaaaaaaand, many MANY of you told me of battles that happened right here." Lainey patted the rock underneath her. "Here at Hogwarts. Right where you sit on your little pillows."

Sure, most of this class was a joke, but really there was a point. Lainey wanted her students to think... and play. A problem for the non-multitaskers, but they'd catch up. "People have died here at this castle in battle, wars have been lost, and justice served. Go on. Take a look around you. Let that sink in."


Lainey hummed to herself while they all LOOKED.


OOC: Battle will begin soon. Waiting on weapons. FYI.

Ellie shivered. This was all very true. And all very creepy... Too many heeby jeebies!! Time to FIGHT!!!

Well, wasn't this just a fantastic class.

Wearing cooking pots and pans, sitting on pillows outside, and realizing that they were sitting where people have died on what should be the most safest grounds in the world. Fantastic. Just...fantastic...

Ugh.

Flopping down on her back, Evelyn closed her eyes and rubbed her face before just dropping her arms to her sides. History of Magic. How did this relate to History of Magic?

Hmm. Arya didn't really want to think about all the wizards who died at this school, a real mood damper. So she didn't. She just looked around, and looked, and looked, and LOOKED.

Poeple had died right where she was sitting. What a pleasant class this one has turned out to be. They had to think about people dying. Josey looked at the ground. Blood could have ran right where her fingers were ever so slightly and slowly tearing up the grass. That sounded delightful.

Awesome!

Jacob could just visualize the epicness of the battles. Spells flying everywhere. Blood and guts and Spontaneous combustion. Wait... that was a bad thing. But Jacob just couldn't help but think of the awesomeness

Well THAT certainly put a bit of a damper on class, now didn't it? As true as it might have been that many people had died here, it didn't make it a very cheerful thing to think about, no matter what they'd died for. Vashti solemnly looked around, trying not to picture this place as a real battlefield, with people fighting for their lives, dying...

She sighed.

Snort, snort SNOOOOOOORT!
Miranda kept giggling, her eyes getting moisty by the tears. Oh Merlin, this was the best day she had had in a long time. "Allright!" Miranda nodded after taking a moment to catch her breath. It kept dissapearing through giggles.

"Rolling it is!" Miranda gave Sarah an 'are you ready?' look before starting to roll her to her side. But oops! Ack, HURTING PREFEEEEEEEECT! ERRORRR! She couldn't help but keep snorting and giggling as Sarah was face down and being rolled. But ofcourse, they needed to make it more comfortable for her!
Oh...dear. Seeing the girl looking like she was about to do some push ups, Miranda broke out laughing again, even almost falling over. It. was. HILARIOUS. "Okaaaaaaaaaaaaay" She wheezed, though it was cut short when there was a tug at her arm and the Prefect was finally in a more comfortable position. Pheeeeeeeeeeeeeeew!

Awful warriors. HEHE. Miranda thought they were pretty cool though. Not many warriors can say they had fun rolling around and crying for joy. Hehe. Chuckling, Miranda patted her friend on the back for the thanks and giggled some more...though she was calming down now.

Huh!?
Oliver? Miranda looked around, quite amused, and wondered if indeed he had seen it. Haha, aw. "Don't worry, you couldn't have seen weirder that he does." Baha!


Oh, but now the Professor was talking, and Miranda decided to keep standing up lest she wouldn't be able to later when the battle came.
Ugh...
Battles in the school? Yeah, there had indeed been some. Miranda swallowed, glancing at Sarah for the quickest of moments before doing as instructed, and looked around. These were not the things you thought about in everyday life. Not about the much older battles anyways. It kind of...made her feel uncomfortable. People had died here...people who had families...and best friends.

She chewed her lower lip, looking at everyone in this class. Some, she knew, had been in a battle of their own. So...what was really the point of this lesson?

Keeley pushed back her helmet, as the thing practically covered her eyes, and thought on Miss Awesome Professor Lady's words. While others seemed to be sarcastically muttering, the Ravenclaw really pondered on the words. She knew how sudden a battle could come, and how much blood could be shed. There was a scar on her cheek for a reason, after all.

Laughing still about the pot that was stuck on her head, she made her way down to the grounds clinking and clanking with Carter and her other classmates. The paint had dried on her face, and she looked ready for battle. Metal covering almost every other part of her not already covered by her clothes, Ella was fully suited. Except for a good enough pot, that is. Now, if only she could see through the pot.. there had to be a spell for that, hadn't there? She thanked both Carter and the professor for getting her head stuck out of it. That sure had been a lonely five minutes inside of there.

Sir Lainey De Pupington. Sir Ella De Pupington. Heheheheheh.

She looked around the pillow, pot by her side. AH! There it was. Ella W. was written right on it. And it looked very comfy. She sat down on the pink, red and gold stuff and looked over at the the professor. She loved the class already. It always depended on the teacher.

Now she told them about the battles. The fact that people died right where she sat? That gave her the chills. She scooted her pillow a little away from where she had been sitting. Maybe now she was away from the place of someone's death. Oh... Professor Lainey had managed to creep her out. Nicely done.

Raiden suppressed a grin. Of course she'd seen him sneaking. However, she didn't seem to mind, and indeed she carried on as if she'd never paused to point it out.

...well.

He'd never witnessed anything quite like that before.

Pretty much the entire class had gone completely silent and sombre, with just that one little reminder. Had they... never thought about it before? Really? Surely they had. Every day when they walked down to the lake, they were walking over a place where someone had died. Even as they walked to the Great Hall... hadn't they put the dead in there, after the battle?

People brought up the Battle of Hogwarts every term in class. Surely they recalled the death that had come with it? Or did they all only recall the favourable outcome?

Raiden was probably one of the few that wasn't dwelling in depression over this, wasn't he. Blood had been washed away. Remains had been buried. The exact place where it had happened wasn't the important part. The people that were gone, and the reasons they had died, were.

Alex sighed shifting from one foot to another, when were they getting started? She wanted to take a break or relax not be outside waiting for the Professor to start this battle thing.

Absentmindedly, Selena spun the mixing spoon in her hand, twirling it between her fingers. She was getting a bit impatient. When were they going to hit each other? Clariant awaited battle!! The coward's blade. She would show them that it wasn't for cowards!

Ivory opened her eyes as far as they would go. So far that she was pretty sure she looked bugeyed. So far that her pupils burned with the slight breeze that was blowing right into them.

AGH!

A stupid grain of something or other had decided she'd seen enough and had chosen that moment to fly into her eyeball. But neverfear education...for a few quick rubs and it was out of the way giving room for the young girl to witness the scene of where once wizards had waged battle.

BATTLES!
And so she let it ALL SINK IN. And better yet let her bum sink into the marvelous pillow.

Finding himself in the sea of pillows, Patroclus walked as Mina made here way over to hers.
Gaah, he was alone! However he noticed his pillow on the other side of the class. But hey, a pillow can be mored, he thought to himself.
With a wicked grin of his frosting face, he grabbed his pillow, then commando crawled all the way around the class, he was completely obvious, but that didn't bother him, however the muffin tray he was laying on did.

Finally arrive behind Mina, in a dark omnious voice he whispered "I am right behind you, Mwa hahaha" He thought he evil just added to his comedy routine!

Haha, Marie had Destiny's pillow and now Destiny had none. She was not giving it back either. She would keep.....

WHOA!

What in the name of all that is magical!

Without warning Marie was all of a sudden falling over... and not because Destiny was pulling on the rope either. No, she was falling in the wrong direction for that. She was falling.... on Carter!

Oh NO!

She tried to get up but couldn't move. Great... what was she going to do now?

Pull herself up with the rope, that's what she was going to do. She started to pull on the rope hoping she would be able to sit up but it wasn't working. Instead all she did was pull Destiny over with her.

GAH!

Why did she have to put on so much darn armor? Feeling a little silly she looked up at Carter, "Um, I think I need help getting up." Yep, she felt like a total idiot now. Destiny was so going to pay for this one.

Mina looked up at Professor Lainey and thought about what she had asked. She remembered what had happen last term, it wasn't something so easily forgotten. She still had flashes of what happened in her mind, be it the bad but they were still there.

As she thought, she faintly heard the noise of something. Nothing think much about it, she almost jumped as she heard a voice behind her. Holding a hand over her baking sheet covered heart, she looked over her shoulder and shook her head. "Patroclus, you scared me," she whispered back and moved to give him some room if he wanted to sit beside her.