She sort of figured by the way they were supposed to have dressed for the class, that SOMETHING fancy was going on, but when Taryn arrived at the door and reached out to open it, she was not expecting what happened. The voice gave Taryn a fright, but she managed to hold her composure well.

Whew.

Her full name? Hmmm... "Taryn Rien Hayden, Slytherin." She relayed to the voice with a little bit of a reverent nod, it sounded like a very... important voice. Maybe it was just the accent, but she wasn't taking any chances.

Hehe.

Jezzabelle walked in and looked around. It was so beautiful. Everything seemed so amazing. Lanterns were hanging all over the place in various shades of the house colors. She walked towards the Gryffindor colors, her heels clicking ever so lightly on the floor. She wasn't sure if she should sit or if she should continue standing. Gasping slightly a slow blush began to creep upon her cheek....what if a guy pulled her chair out for her? It's be so sweet. Still unsure though, she remained standing and watching the door waiting for the rest of the people to arrive.

Lewis couldn't keep himself from blushing as he heard the way the door said his name, announcing his arrival. Quite hesitantly the Hufflepuff took a step forward as the door swung open. "Th-Thank you." He stuttered in surprise, even though he wasn't quite sure who he was talking to. Had he just thanked the door?

With another glance at the door, he stepped into the room...and gasped. It was amazing. The decorations. The whole room. Just wow. Realizing he should probably move out of the way, Lewis took another few steps into the direction of the yellow part of the room. They were supposed to sit with their house, right?

Though, were they supposed to SIT? Once he was standing under the yellow lanterns, Lewis glanced down at one of the tables. It had been set quite nicely. Hey, maybe they would actually get something to eat! Hovering a little awkwardly next to one of the chairs, he waited for somebody else to come his way. He would just do what the other people did.

Taylor heard the door announce her arrival. She thought:How does that have anything to do with muggles? She shrugged and walked in. Taylor was surpised at the decoartiions. She loved how pretty there were. She went over to the Ravenclaw section and chose a seat. Taylor were careful of how she sat in her apporiate dress.

Evelyn gave a sigh of relief when the door opened. Talking to a door was just..weird.

She entered the room and was really impressed. The room was decorated beautifully. WOW. She stood looking around for a second before she made her way to the yellow part of the room. Okay. Now, what? Were they supposed to sit down or stand? Um. Finally, she made her way to one of the chairs and sat down awkwardly.

Silvia walked up to the door of the Muggle Studies classroom.

The door could talk? Wow, interesting, she thought. First a talking giant squid, then broom hijacking flying squirrels, and now a talking door. Hogwarts certainly was stranger and more interesting than she had anticipated. She wondered what else she would encounter before the term was over.

"Silvia Talbot, of Ravenclaw," she said, and waited for the door to open.

Amelia had thought that the set up for the DADA classroom had been strange... up until she tried to get to Muggle Studies, that is.

There is a door talking to me. How strange.

She blinked but then stated her name and House like the door had asked her to. "Amelia Isabel Reinhart, Hufflepuff."

Now she waited to be let inside.

A -a door asked him who he was?!?!?

I-Oh! Oakey Gunter of Hufflepuff It was surprising but what wasn't around here. He looked to see if Alyssa had already made it. Hope she wouldn't mind him coming in after her.

Dinner Etiquette was not something someone readily thought about when thinking muggle studies. Well it wasn't when one considered it could cover both wizard and muggle alike. So when the notice went out for informtation on the class in question, Gideon couldn't help but look at it with raised eyebrow, especially with the added information of nice dress required.

Oh boy...fun.

So when the time for class came, he was dressed up in a nice suit complete with tie hoping it met the requirements. Gideon approached the door, a hand absently reaching up to his neck to fiddle with said tie a little nervous. "Gideon Gert...Gryffindor," he spoke, giving the Door the information it supposedly required. Easy enough to supply and once he was done, he patiently awaited whatever response he was to get.

Ooooookay.. the door had asked for her name and house. Weird. Aurora had dressed up all fancy in her evening attire and made her way to the muggle studies classroom to be talked to by a door... Okay. "Aurora Stewart-Quinn, Slytherin." she said to it, brushing her hair back slightly.

Darwin had never been good at this kind of thing; he was never rude, and he ALWAYS tried to be well behaved, but they always made him so nervous. He remembered going to his bedroom with Oskar when his mum had friends around, and when Oskar had his own friends around, too, he'd invite Brooke and they'd watch Spiderman.

But maybe that was just because everyone there had been adults, and he got nervous when he was talking to them, anyway. Maybe this would teach him something, something his mum would be proud of and understand, because she wasn't going to understand why on earth a spell would come in handy, even if he could think of a million situations.

Approaching the door, he tugged on the sleeves of his slightly-too-big blazer (it had been Oskars before his, and Oskar had always been bigger) and sighed, watching as everyone spoke. "Er- Darwin Riley, um, first year Ravenclaw." Yeah, having to say his real name due to teachers was kinda horrible.

Salima approached the door to the Muggle Study classroom. Even though Salima was a Muggle-Born she didn't really mind learning Muggle Studies it kinda made her feel at home. Salima stopped at the door leading to the classroom and said 'Hello I'm Salima Prince, Third year, Hufflepuff.' Salima found it a bit awkward that she was talking to a door, but just waited patiently to be served.

There were several things that Selena absolutely despised. Bug-candy, tripping, mean people, but above them all, Selena hated heels. And dresses. And dressing up for anything. she didn't care that the heels added an extra three inches to her four feet, five inch tall frame - they were uncomfortable and they hurt. So she struggled to walk over to where they were apparently going to be. Why would a professor torture them in such a way?

When she reached the door, Selena was about to push it open when a thought occurred to her. What professor would leave the door closed and force the students to open it while wearing heels?! Was the professor aware that Selena could very easily trip in these? Being all dressed up put Selena in a foul mood. But apparently, the door had something to say, himself.

Right. Apparently she had to speak to a door now. Selena had spoken to doors before, but this one didn't seem as nice as the other ones... then again, all the other doors never spoke. "I'm Selena Vivianne Zabini-Riddle from the wonderful house of Slytherin," Selena said politely. She did have manners after all. Thank you mother. Eh, what the heck, Selena did a little curtsy to the door too. Oh yeah. Because she could. And miraculously, she didn't fall over. Selena thought she deserved bonus chocolate for that like in a game or something. Though if there were stairs inside...

She'd cross that bridge when it came.

Kennedy tugged at the collar of his shirt. He wasn't used to dressing up all fancy, but he had to admit, he looked REALLY nice, and there wasn't anything wrong with complementing himself. As he made his way to Muggle Studies he saw the door closed.

Why was it closed?

Was class cancelled and he didn't get a notice? He decided to knock on the door...and then it spoke. Kennedy did a 360 and noticed that he was alone. What the...? Okay, might as well listen to the speaking door.

"Kennedy Escalante, Slytherin."

Vashti was, perhaps, a little confused. Since when did Muggles have doors that talked? She'd been around doors in Muggle homes all her life - she was Muggle-born, after all - and none of them had ever spoken. This was Muggle Studies, wasn't it? She might've turned around, but it seemed plenty of other students had gone through, so she figured this was the right place. Still, she felt a bit weird as she answered the door's request for her full name and house. "Vashti Rachelle Greenwell, Ravenclaw."

Nora couldn't help but giggle when the door announced her presence. You know, she felt like... a princess! And definitely more comfortable in that dress.

But when she stepped inside... "Whoa," the girl mumbled under her breath, while her eyes looked about to pop out of her head. Trying to come back to her senses, she quickly moved from the door, because others may want to enter as well. She quickly noticed the house colours, so she headed towards the green part, although she was too fascinated with that FASCINATING ceiling to sit down.

Taking a deep breath Isaac was a bit nervous about taking this class. The announcement had been interesting in his eyes, but he'd sworn he'd take every class this term, to see what he thought of the classes, and decided next term if he was dropping any of them, not to mention his OWL results would decide a lot on whether he took all classes next term.

Approaching the door he noticed it was closed. Merlin was he late? Reaching for the door he heard the words it spoke. Erm...ok "Isaac Muir, Slytherin House."

The door was talking to her. Stella hardly blinked at the request, though she did raise a hand to touch the ribbons binding her hair back from her face as if she was worried someone would say her hair was too messy for such an event. It had been hard decidign what to do, but at least the gold of the ribbons coordinated with the decoration on her dress. And this was only a lesson, not an actual formal ball. If it had been a real ball, she wouldn't be standing there by herself. Everyone knew that a true lady always had an escort, but then she didn't even know if Matt was coming to this lesson. In fact, she couldn't quite even recall if Muggle Studies had been one of the subjects he'd told her he was still taking.

She was here now, though, and just out of the bit of training she'd gotten back at Beauxbatons, she dropped into a slight curtsy toward the door. "Stella Marie Gardiner, sixth year Ravenclaw, à votre demande," she said politely. Adding the last little bit just because it seemed like it was appropriate to the situation. Even if the door was just acting as an announcer, it deserved politeness. Then she stepped back slightly, hand raising to fidget with the diamond pendant of her necklace as she waited for admittance. This was definitely different than usual.

Zhenya walked to Muggle Studies, adjusting the top of her dress as she walked. This was quite exciting! She stood near the door as it... spoke? Looking around, she noticed it must have been the door.

"Zhenya Greddipe Burton, from Slytherin," she said and waited.

Travis grabbed the door handle firmly and pulled. Locked?! Travis wasn't Late! What is this Madness. He tapped his finger against his leg a few times... He knew for a fact that he was NOT late! If fact, Trav was willing to go to the headmaster about it, if it was completely necessary.

Wait, was That a Voice?

Trav's head tilted in a confused manner as he stared at the door. His name and house? OOH! Fun. Now was his chance to be good, proper, and socially acceptable. Quick, think! What's the best high class name he could think of...

"Sir Eugene Virgil Francis the IV from Ravenclaw."

Really? The one time he had to change my name to whatever he wanted, and that's all he could think of? That was Disappointing.

This was not the clothing he would wear normally. But for this occasion Daichi figured it was pretty decent looking. Dressed in black pants with a white top he walked towards the first muggle studies lesson of the term.

Daichi reached his hand at the doorknob and tried to turn it. Instead that the door flew open, he was taken aback by a voice that seemed to come from the door itself.

Jumping , Daichi withdrew his hand and scratched his head. Eeeh...it wanted his name? What for? "Uhm... Daichi Max Katharos...i'm a Slytherin" he answered and waited for something to happen.

Isobel was uncomfortable enough as it was; she did not like wearing dresses. Isobel tended to avoid dresses or anything of the kind, and she had done pretty well her entire life. She supposed that she could have worn a fancy shirt and some pants, but that had seemed a little weird to her. Finally she had found a dress that was not too frilly or anything of the sort. Instead, it was a pale yellow and Isobel thought it was actually okay. But, dresses still made her uncomfortable, and so did talking doors. Normal doors did not talk; not even at Hogwarts. "Isobel VonHue of Hufflepuff," Isobel said with an impressively calm voice, despite the confusion she was feeling at the moment.

A talking door... That was somewhat unusual. Then again so was the idea of this class. But it had seemed interesting and so here she was ready to learn about Muggle Dinner Etiquette. Amelia just hoped that they had vegan or vegetarian food, because if not she wasn't going to be displaying too much etiquette. That and she'd be going hungry until she could sneak to the kitchens.

"Amelia Serenity Pendragon, Slytherin," Amelia replied once the novelty of the door had worn off.

After hearing the door announce her name,Cardigan carefully opened the door and closing it just as careful.When she saw the room,she gasped in awe.The room was gorgeous!She carefully walked over to one of the tables in the green section and sat down,hoping to spot someone she knew,like Logan or Vlimia.That would be grand!

LuLu walked in and smiled at the door who seemed to be doing some introductions "Good day," she nodded "LuLu Kieren, third year, Ravenclaw," she scanned the room, all were in their dresses and suits it was so odd it made them all look... extreamly normel.. she liked it normel stuff never seemed to happen to her she smiled her hair to one side curled a bit at he end wearing a pink dress and white heels slightly heels anyways she thought she seemed acceptable