When Mickey saw Prof. Bently she cringed ever so slightly. "Hello, Proffesor Bently," Mickey said with a nervous smile. "I'm sorry for speaking out a' term in class the other day."

Hehehe.
 

Ariella happily entered the Gazebo, extremely interested in this 'dance' class. She was a dancer at home, but wasn't really sure of what this strange new class would entail. "Hello, Professor!" she said to the teacher with a smile. She didn't really know why they were having their class in the Gazebo, but she shrugged it off, reaching into her bag to make sure she had remembered to bring her dance shoes.

Dance class...and the gazebo....

Eris glanced around as she made her way up to the classroom, wondering how advanced material they would be teaching. Of course she could dance, I mean...all it meant was moving your arms up and down to the beat and twirling or something, right?

Somehow, she knew it was more than that.

"Good morning!" The little boy-girl of a witch greeted the professor, running a hand through her short black hair as she spoke.

"Hey Ellie," greeted Seren as her favourite Quidditch Captain arrived. Was the whole team going to take dancing lessons for fitness?

It pleased her that the boy was no longer imbarassed by his dancing. After all, she was just as bad if not worse. But she loved it, so she didn't mind what other people thought.

"I wouldn't have a clue... I'm actually rather curious."

"Hello Penny," she greeted giving the Hufflepuff a smile. "I am indeed... believe me I need them." She gave the girl a wink. It was only a matter of time until she could unleash her five left feet on the students.

"Thank you Renesme, it's great to be here. Are you looking forward to dancing?" Seren had no idea this class would be so popular, after all... there wasn't any magic involved... not ot her knowledge at least.

"Hello dear," she greeted brightly.

"Good morning!" Chimmed Seren, in her usual cheerful mood.

Seeing Indy join them at the Gazeba, Seren gave her a small wave and bright smile. She really was such a sweet girl.

"Morning Rose!" greeted Seren. My that girl was in a bubbly mood!

"Morning Marilyn, looking forward to the lesson?"

Offering the Hufflepuff a smile she tilted her head. Poor dear didn't think it was personal did she? "Hello dear... don't worry about a thing, we all get a little carried away sometimes."

"You looking forward to the lesson? I'm not much of a dancer, so I think this will be quite beneficial."

Ahh a fellow colleague. At least she wasn't the only one interested in the lessons. "Hello Beth," she greeted the school Nurse. This was going to be fun.
"Couldn't miss an opportunity like this," she commented enthusiastically.

'Morning!' Rose grinned, as she greeted her again. 'Do you like dancing Professor?' Rose asked. 'I love it, I'm just not any good... I keep stepping on people's toes!' Rose admitted sheepishly.

"The only 'formal' dancing I know is spirit dancing from the Miq' Maqui tribe." Mickey stated. "It's weird but I think I'll like this dancing too." She sat down on the ground and started doing leg stretches. "Was I right about the type of potion that the toadstool would go in though?* It's been bothering me since I said it."* Mickey pulled one leg in so the sole of her foot was by her knee and leaned forward.

Marilyn looked up from her Hufflepuff friend and glanced over at the Professor. It was always kinda strange to see authority figures outside of their respected classes. She was here to learn like she was...

It was just odd...

"I'm kinda nervous, to be honest..." Yes, she'd taken some ballroom...but that had been YEARS ago.

A dance lesson is best to free Erin's mind of all the magic here in Hogwarts. She would love to join it and probably meet some new friends. She'd enrolled jazz lessons in a Muggle dance studio before and she missed dancing too. She eyed all the other participants and there were students and professors alike. She chuckled to herself. This is new.

Erin took the pillow seat and make herself comfortable. She saw Professor Bentley and decided to say hello, "Hey professor! Nice to see you here."

Oh! Beth hadn't noticed the Herbology Professor stood there. "Hello, Seren," the healer replied, cheerily. At least Beth wasn't the only professor taking advantage in the Groundskeeper's notice enthusiastic about dancing.

"Likewise!" Beth grinned. Eyeing the groundskeeper, Beth raised an eyebrow. He didn't seem like the dancing type... Why did he get landed with this job?

Cassie was pleasantly surprised when Marilyn joined the dance class. She certainly wasn't expecting to see her here, not that she was complaining though. She scooted over just a bit when her friend sat next to her and she nudged her gently.

"Are you feeling better..since you know..?" Since wolf boy decided to be a total jerk face.

"And look who I manged to capture.." She poked Josh." See apparently he dances too."

Destiny had no idea what she was doing walking down to the dancing lessons. She was already a FANTASTIC dancer. Had no one, but Mia, seen her on the dance floor during that costume ball thing? She pulled off the chicken dance superbly. And it had nothing to do with the fact that she had, once upon a time, been a chicken.

She was dressed up as Shamrock Holmes that day.

Nevertheless, she arrived at the gazebo and couldn't help but grin as she made her way over to her dance partner extraordinaire, Mia and Evelyn. "Hello, Mr. Groundskeeper sir." Eek! There were other adult people there, too. "Professor Bentley.. and woman I don't know."Although.. that woman could have just been a really OLD student. Ehh.

Giving all the OLD people a wave, Destiny plopped herself down on a pillow near her friends.

She should have been teaching this lesson.

Mia and Destiny ^_^
 

LEARN to dance?

"I already know how to dance." she said, frowning slightly as she continued to STARE at Mia. She was just hoping Josh would show up, and perhaps they could be partners if that's where they were going with this whole dance lesson thing. "Besides, who can pass this up?"

Yet just as she finished her rhetorical question, she spotted the handsome Gryffindor himself! Who...who was tugged down to sit somewhere NOT near her. Who in Merlin's beard was THAT girl!? She was one of those girls in Defense class, but Evelyn couldn't quite remember her name.

"Hey Destiny..." she muttered to the Slytherin who sat down near them, clearly distracted.

Charner's eyes went back to Sir-Likes-a-Dance, aka Johnathan, and a sudden grin sprung up onto her expression. It was almost conspiratory as she leaned towards him, as if ready to share a secret. "Who says any of the teachers are experts in their subjects either?"

With a tap to her nose, she leaned back. "You just gotta know a little bit, like it, and have a good talking voice to teach. You, have all three." Lucky lucky boy.

And then all her attention was back on Bean-Bag-Boy, an excited 'whoop' coming from her as she heard his offer and saw him shuffle over. In an instant, almost even before the space was cleared, she had scooted onto the beanbag beside him, wiggling to create a nice, personalized dent. "Lord Nikolas, the Bean-Bag-Boy." An affirmative nod. "I think it's suitable." It matched his respect for fellow students. And his tie.

Once she was all settled, she straightened her spine a little and extended her hand to him. "Charner Hope Rainbow." A slight frown tickled the sides of her mouth. "But you can just call me Arnie....Or Yo!-Girl." Didn't much matter to her. "And I won't laugh. A promise is a promise and a deal is a deal. I'd only break it if you were one of my brothers." Which thank Merlin's unwashed beard he wasn't. One finger reached out and poked the boy in the side. "It's not polite to assume people will do things when they say they won't." She wasn't the greatest on manners, but that she knew. "Plus, I'm sure you're not SO bad that you could make me break our deal." She tapped her lip in thought. "If you do, or are, and I do laugh, I'll buy you a new beanie-bag."

Heh. Was she putting up a challenge? Maybe.

With a grin, she dropped her hands into her lap and tilted her head at the boy. "And I don't know how to dance either. Just know about it. My brother has declared that I am impossible of absorbing any type of etiquette into my being. So I figured this is a good way to prove him wrong."

Annabeth walked in, "Good morning Professor," she said, she was at this class because although she could dance, she was not amazing at it, she found it odd that there was a dance class at a magical school, she smiled at the prospect of seeing Harvey dance, that might be funny! She took a seat and began to mess with her hair, reeady to do anything that she was asked to do, even if it was doing things that made her look stupid.

Rafe walked into the gazebo...and yeah, it figured...there were A LOT of girls. He was practically outnumbered four to one or so.

Ugh...why did he even bother coming to this? Oh that's right, because he'd have to sooner or later. It was custom to learn formal dances in his society. This certainly would make his mum proud. He only knew more hip/hop dances, but the dance classes wasn't specified, so maybe he'd find himself in his element.

But, where to sit?

And then he saw her...

Should he risk another slap? Hmm...There were enough professors around, so it seemed so surely she wouldn't make a scene. Rafe marched right on over and plopped on the other side of Marilyn without a word.

Dance Theory? They had a class called Dance Theory? Why was the school teaching them how to dance? Her parents had been thrilled when they had heard about a dancing class at Hogwarts. 'About time,' wrote her father in her last owl from him, that she had received earlier that morning. Merlin, this would be interesting. The blonde Malfoy enjoyed dancing but she wasn't exactly the best dancer in the whole world due to being a little clumsy.

The Slytherin walked over towards the growing group of students and Professors. "Good Morning Professor Stryker," she said to the man and then turned around to face one of her other Professors who seemed to be here. "Hello Professor Bentley! How are you?" she asked with a smile. Emma looked around the crowd, searching for a familiar face and she found Nikolas there. She assumed that she could hang out with him. So then she made her way over to him and took a seat next to him. "Hey! What's up?" she said, with a wide smile and then saw another boy who looked about her age sitting by him. "Hi. I'm Emma."

Jai was rather interested in this lesson. The boy was Greek and had this in his blood. He entered the gazebo and opted for a bean bag chair. He looked around and saw Cassie, Marilyn, Rafe and Josh.

'This is gonna be either, really good or really bad but definitely very interesting.' he thought to himself as he also saw teachers other than Professor Stryker.

Shannon definitely did not like dancing. It was just a given, considering how his hand eye coordination sometimes wasn't the best, dancing was not his forte. But there he was, dragging his feet down to the gazebo for a dance lesson. Once he got near the gazebo he tried to appear...a bit more enthused than he really was, but he had a feeling he still looked like he didn't want to be there.

Looking around the gazebo for anyone he might know, or for someone who looked like a potential friend, Shannon spotted Daphne sitting in a beanbag. He walked over to her and sat down on the concrete beside her. "Hey Daphne." He greeted her, he did however give her a smile despite not wanting to be there.

"Hey Jai!" Rafe waved his hand and hoped to get his attention. The more witnesses people the merrier. "Wanna come sit with us mate?" He was glad he could put things behind them. Though they hadn't really spoke since the opening feast. Plus, it was nice seeing another guy there. Rafe couldn't believe Stryker was teaching this class...it didn't seem his style exactly.

Look! Possibly the only two members of staff she felt safe talking to! Aurora walked over to them, "Hello Professor Bentley, Healer Brookes." she greeted, a warm smile spreading across her face. She had been dreading this lesson - what if she got paired with someone who couldn't dance?! That would be infuriating! But there were other Professors here and that seemed odd... maybe they thought it was going to be entertaining. One glance at Stryker confirmed that he wasn't the sort to dance; he looked like a grumpy toddler. Maybe the lesson could be interesting after all...

She waved at him and offered a smile, "Good afternoon." she called over. Was she supposed to call him sir? Mister? Professor? She had no idea, so she stuck with good afternoon and left it at that.

Daphne was really looking forward to the lesson. C'mon! Who would have thought there would be dance lessons at Hogwarts!? It was definitely exciting. She was really glad that she moved out here.

The girl turned to find Shannon sit next to her. Great. Now, she wasn't feeling completely alone. "Hey Shannon." She gave him a smile. "So, excited for the lesson?"

Stryker, Bentley, and Healer lady :)
 

After seeing the notice about dance classes, Emmaleigh had thought long and hard about it. It certainly wasn't something she was required to go to, and was something she really didn't want to go to. But should she go to the class? Eventually, she had come around to the idea that the class might do her some good. Not like she was intending to dance, but she hoped it might make her a little more graceful, and less clumsy.

Making her way to the gazebo, Em paused a moment when it was in sight. There was still time to leave. No, she had to go to the class, it would be good for her. "Don't panic, don't panic," she thought to herself as she finished the journey to the gazebo. Giving a strained smile, she greeted the groundskeeper, "Greetings, Mr. Stryker." Turning to find a seat, she saw Professor Bentley and the new Healer lady. "Hello, Professor Bentley, and," er "Ma'am," she added awkwardly.