Selina was stuffed from her breakfast that morning. Kurumi had told her that eating four waffles, a pancake, a plate of bacon, some oatmeal, and hash browns was not a good idea, but she did not listen. After all, Selina thought she could stuff her face all day and night without feeling sick; obviously, she was wrong. This morning was the wrong combination of food. It was just too much, even for her.

So she slowly walked in the room holding her stomach. Ugh, she was not in the mood to move or do anything physical. Sleeping sounded brilliant to be honest. Lathargetically, Selina approached Scabior and said, "Hello Professor, good morning...."

But then she caught sight of the board behind him and she had to refrain from audibly moaning. NO! She did not want to change! That took so much effort!

Begrudingly she took the wetsuit and headed off to the changing rooms to change. Turning to right, she entered the changing room and quickly changed into the wetsuit, all the while feeling the food from the morning churning around her stomach. Once she was done, she exited the room and plopped down at a table... UGH TOO STUFFED!

History of Magic... here we go...

Hitching his kinda heavy book bag over his shoulder, Vickers made his way from his last class and onto the corridor that led towards the HOM classroom. He slowed down when he spotted the box that had the words listed Girls and a turn of his head spotted the one that said Boys. Brows furrow just a bit Whats that all about? he wondered. But it was when he saw the Professor in a wetsuit that got him to widen those icy blues.

They're going swimming?

"Good day Professor...." he started when he eyed the blackboard and finally reads what needs to be done. He turned back and fished through the Boys' box for a wetsuit that was lengthy enough for his lanky frame and walked towards the changing area.

When he got out he had the wetsuit on, but still wore his Ravenclaw robes over them for the sake of keeping his modesty. Because if he wasnt willing to walk around with his pyjamas to class he sure wasnt gonna stand around in something as unforgivably tight as a wet suit, at least for as long as he can help it. He placed his book bag on the floor and noticed the different items on the desk, staring at the seemingly random stuffs and wondering if these weren't dredged out of the lake or somewhere.

History of magic...a class often thought boring but managed to surprise you at times. You just had to deal with a certain professor who you never knew what type of mood he would be in. Much like Lafay...must be a Slytherin thing. Gideon entered the classroom and noticed the same room set-up as before. Groupings of four tables scattered throughout the first floor room.

"Good day Professor Scabior," he greeted with a simple polite nod. He was about to cross to a seat when he noticed the note...and the boxes...and the older man's attire. Wet suits?! So they would be doing some time back in the water...fun. Hopefully no more tricks like the dolls in the lake this time. Or frozen students for that matter, the 6th year remembering last class with Anya.

Heading to the boys box, the prefect obediantly shuffled off to the left room to change. Once back out, his robes in his book bag, he spotted Selina already changed and at one of the groups and made his way over to her. "Ye okay?" he asked Selina, just a little concerned as he stood at a table. She did seem a tad off though it could just be the change in clothing. The prefect himself trying not to be too self-conscious.

Cassia entered the classroom with a big smile on her face, why? Because she likes to smile. As she stepped into the room she noticed right away that some redecorating was done. Today's lesson must require it, or the professor was just feeling like changing the scene a bit.....Probably the first possibility was more likely to be .


Desks pushed together, and random stuff around. Cassia had the feeling that this lesson is going to be a special one. And her theory was proved right away seeing the wetsuit!! Now that is going to be cool, the first year predicted.

The young Slytherin reached for a wetsuit and before heading to the change she stepped closer to the professor, "Hi Professor!" She said excitedly then made her way to the changing room.

Once changed she chose a desk and settled hugging her bag to her chest and preparing for the potentially exciting lesson while her eyes glimmered with excitement already.

Ella entered the History of Magic classroom with a smile, mostly because she was eager to hear the rest of the information that was withheld last class. She had even made a trip to the library to do some reading on Atlantis and was even more curious now.

O___o

Wait, what? Professor Scabior in a wet suit...was an interesting sight. Ella eyed him curiously before giving him a small smile. "Hi Professor, cool suit." Her eyes then traveled to the board, which instructed her to get into one too. Were they going to be swimming in the lake again? EEP! What about the grindylows! At least Ella was a bit more prepared now that she was doing those for her project in Defense Against the Dark Arts. Bending down, she picked up a wet suit from the box that was marked for the girls and headed for the changing room.

When the small blonde emerged, she couldn't help wriggling her body a bit. Who knew wet suits were SO hard to put on? And wait! How was she meant to get it off once they were done...doing whatever they were doing. She was totally going to kill herself trying. Mhmm.

Heading towards one of the groups of desks, Ella noticed the different items that were placed there. Hmm. That was curious. She headed towards the group of desks closest to the window and leaned against the one nearest to her quietly, imagination running wild with ideas about what they might be in for during this lesson.

Emmanuelle was, quite frankly, distracted when she walked into the History of Magic classroom. First the desks were in groups. She hated group activities. All they did was remind her that she really hadn't made many friends in her time here. Which made her slightly sad. Secondly, there were random objects placed on said groups of desks. Now, she considered herself a reasonably bright seventeen year old, but even she couldn't figure out what it all meant. And the third thing? Well, that would just distract anyone. Their professor was standing at the front of the class. In a wetsuit. And what's more, appearently the class had to change into wetsuits, too. Oi. Now, Em wasn't worried for herself, no. She knew she would look good. It was just one of those true facts. Nope, she was worried about those who wouldn't look as good.

Still, though, this wasn't enough to wipe the cheery smile that she'd awoken this morning with off her face. Nope, this just made her smile just that much cheerier. Yep, she had the chance to make those who may have not kept up with their exercise, jealous. Because Em had kept up with hers, that's for sure. "Hello, professor," she chirped, walking to the correct box. She picked out the perfect wetsuit (because, even if they were all the same color, there were, of course, slight variations) and went in to room on the right to change.

Once she was done with that, Em found herself a desk and sat at it, waiting to see who would join her. Sitting in such a way that slightly showed off her still athletic figure. She may giggled slightly at seeing a follow classmate trying to keep her breakfast down. Really, one should never turn themselves into pigs over food. That was how people got fat.

Entering the classroom, Sierra paused at the doorway to take in the sight in front of her. What was it with professors changing the room each time a class was held? You'd think they were all secretly interior designers or something.

Looking down, she noticed the boxes set aside for boys and girls. Reaching down into the girl box, she pulled out a wetsuit. WAIT. A wet suit. Did that mean...?!?! Her head gave a sudden sharp turn in Scabior's direction. HOLY MERLIN. They could stay in this class forever, and Sierra would never complain.

She needed to step forward, didn't she? Doing so, she headed right for the girls' changing room and got changed. A wet suit was a sort of odd ensemble for class, but they'd worn one with Lafay in her first year, too. Coming back into the room, she chose a group with four empty seats, one she would soon claim for herself. If Kennedy showed up soon, she'd have a seat saved for him.

Brooke skipped into the classroom. History of Magic. She'd hateeed history at Croydon Primary, their teacher had just droaned on and on and on but at Hoggiewarts it was different. It was MUCH more interesting and despite Professor Scabior scaring the beejeebee's out of her she really liked his lessons. She'd hoped she was like all early and stuff so she could get a good seat, well she didn't mind about being super early she just didn't want to be late but getting a good seat would be good too, one of the last things she wanted was to spend a whole lesson not being able to see what was going on.

The classroom was set out differently to last time, she couldn't really remember how it had been set up last lesson but she was pretty certain it hadn't been set up like this. The tables were grouped together, did that mean they were going to work in groups ? She REALLY hoped she got to work with someone she knew, hopefully Dar would get here soon. She looked around the classroom then noticed the cardboard boxes, ooohey! Fun. She was about to skip over but then she remembered what professor Scabior had said about skipping so she walked a little quicker than usual and got herself a wet suit out of the girls box. OOH. This felt funny, Brooke liked it. hehehe. "HI Professor!" she beamed, waving at him with her free hand.

She made her way to the changing rooms and got all changed and stuff into her wetsuit. oohyay! She felt soo cooool in her wetsuit. She then made her way to an empty table, she wanted to work with someone she knew, if not working with new people was fine. She wanted to work with somebody, anybody. She thought she'd attract more attention if she was sat by herself and people would come to sit on her table. YAY! come over people, pleeeaseeee?

Bouncing along to the History of Magic classroom, Darwin slid inside and grinned and Professor Scabior. "'Ello Professor," he said, before his eyes moved down to what the man was wearing. A wetsuit. The thing that divers and surfers and that kind of people wore. And their professor, obviously, too. His eyes flicked to the information on the board, and then moved down to the boxes.

And the thing that he was going to be wearing today, apparently.

He picked one up, a bemused expression crossing his face, and then made his way into the boys changing rooms. Were they going into the lake this lesson? He couldn't think of any other explanation for the attire, but then again, this school was always full of surprises. After changing, the boy emerged from the changing rooms and looked around the classroom in an attempt to find somewhere to sit. There weren't many people there, but spotting someone who looked about his age he wriggled his way across the room in a rather uncomfortable fashion.

Was he wearing this thing right?

"Hey, um, is anyone sitting here?" he said, nodding at the seat opposite her. Because if someone was, he could totally find somewhere else to sit.

Asher wasn't quite sure why he had considered coming to class today. He had way to many things on his mind to worry about what happened to a bunch of old dead wizards. But here he was standing in the door way. At this point he could have easily turned around and when somewhere else.

Instead he walked onward into the classroom. "Good mornig Professor." Walking by the professor. He stopped and read the board. Wet suit? Wet suit what in Merlins name did wet suits have to do with History of Magic, or magic at all.

Since he was here and there was no way out of this lesson. He walked over to the box labled boys. And went over the left side into the boys changing room. After that he went to find a seat. Seeing Ella, one of the hufflepuff girls from the snowball fight. He plopped down in the desk next to her. She wouldn't mind if he sat there he was sure. "What do you think the wet suits are for?" He shrugged.

Upon entering the History of Magic classroom this time, the first thing Chelle noticed was Professor Scabior. She smiled at him. "Good day, Professor!" she said. It was then that she noticed how the desks had been put together. She then spotted the two boxes. Going over to the box labelled 'girls', she picked out what looked like a suit. She examined it with wide eyes. What on earth..., she thought to herself. Were they supposed to put it on? She went into the small changing rooms and changed into her wetsuit. It felt uneasy, but Chelle figured she's be able to get comfortable in a while.

She looked around the classroom, searching for familiar faces. She knew they were supposed to sit in groups if four. She spotted her friend Ella sitting at a table along with a couple of other students. She went up to their table, shyly, and smiled at Ella. "May I sit with you guys?", she asked, blushing slightly. They all knew each other already, evidently. She felt a little embarrassed.

Ella was lost in thought. She wondered how surfers got on comfortably in these wet suit thingys. They were quite tight and not exactly the most comfortable thing in the world. Though they did kind of have a nice ninja quality to them. She wondered if she'd be able to do a super karate kick in this thing...not that she was going to try or anything. She might get in trouble...or injure someone with her crazy ninja skills...or rip a whole in the suit O___O Yup. Definitely not doing that. Oh! A person! Ella noted the boy that had just asked her something, presumably if her could join her, and smiled. "Hi, no-no one is sitting here. I mean you can sit here if you want." GAH. Awkward Ella, real awkward. "I'm Ella, by the way." She said very quietly, mostly cause she didn't want to get into trouble.

And look, another friend. This was the weirdly quiet boy from the snowball fight, yeah? And he was asking about the wet suits. Shrug. "Maybe we're going into the lake?" That's what Ella thought anyway. And wait! She was outnumbered by boys at the moment. If Theodore was here he'd instantly think she loved them or something. Sigh. A girl better come soon or-



"Hey Chelle! Yeah, please do." Problem Solved. Group made. And Ella went back to quietly stewing over what they might be doing.

Alyssa quickly walked into the room and the first thing she noticed was Professor Scabior up in front dressed in a wet suit. She then looked around and noticed that the other students were also dressed like him. 'Oookaayy I guess we might be going swimming again,' Alyssa thought to herself remembering last term's first combined lesson with the CoMC Professor.

Alyssa quickly walked up to greet the Professor. "Hello Professor. Looks like we're going to have another lesson again."Alyssa said with a grin before looking at the board to read the instructions he had written on it. She quickly went over to the box marked for girls, grabbed a wet suit and went over to the designated area and quickly changed into it. Placing her clothes in her backpack, she walked back to the desks which had been arranged in fours and noticed that there were items placed on them. She noticed a shoe, a book and some other random items.

She noticed Vickers standing by himself and since she had worked before and knew that he was really smart, she walked up to him and asked,"Hi Vickers. Do you mind if I join you?"

Well that was sorted, Darwin thought, taking a seat opposite the girl and smiling at her. Because he did want to sit here, because he couldn't see people he knew, and he thought she could be in his year. And if she wasn't, then she wasn't SUPER older than him, like a seventh year or something.

Unless she just looked really young. Shrug.

"Thanks," he managed, still struggling to be comfortable in the wetsuit. Maybe they were more comfortable when you went swimming in them. Presuming that that was what they were going to be doing. "I'm Damon," he added, the volume of his voice only slightly louder than hers. Looking up slightly as someone else joined them, he nodded in greeting but didn't say anything. He agreed with Ella - the only thing he could think of was the lake, because Hogwarts totally didn't have a swimming pool.

Did it?

No, he was pretty sure it didn't. Unless it was a secret one. Which would be kind of exciting, except for the fact that after this lesson it wouldn't be a secret.

Another person he didn't know! Darwin seemed to be surrounded by them this lesson, but that was okay - he'd chosen to sit here and he needed to make friends with people, seeing as he kept to himself way more than people said he should. And now their group was full. YEY for that. "I'm Damon," he muttered again, not sure if the other girl or boy had heard his introduction to Ella, imagining what they'd think if he still told people his name was Darwin, like he had to at home.

As Daichi entered the classroom he immediately took note of the tables standing together and in the middle and various items laying. Well, this was different. He walked towards the table and picked up a pair of fuzzy dice and chuckled. His grandmother had those as well!

Seeing the sign above the changing rooms, Daichi moved to read what it said and let out a soft groan. Wet suits? They weren't going to swim again right? He couldn't swim! at least not without the help of some gillyweed. Maybe he should ask someone who could give him swimming lessons sometimes... who though.. The Slytherin sighed as he grabbed a wetsuit after checking the size and moved to the right, lost in his mind.

It took him a few seconds to realize that he was going to the girls changing room and when he had pushed the door a little it was as if a voice in his head was telling him not to go further. Shaking his head, Daichi looked up to see the *girls* sign above and a fierce red blush crept on his cheeks. He shut his eyes tight while shouting a "I SWEAR I DIDN'T SEE ANYTHING!" before walking to the other side so quickly it looked like he had disapparated.

Changing in to his wetsuit, Daichi's cheeks still had the redness in them and as he was moving back to the classroom he had the feeling he was forgetting something... Oh! He remembered and quickly looked at Professor Scabior. "Hello Professor!" he said and waved his hand.

Anya had been hovering outside the door for a few minutes. Unwilling to enter. But she finally did. She managed a "Hello Professor." before she noticed the wetsuit.

And that there were more wetsuits.

As instructed, she took one out of the box labelled girl's and got changed.



Anya stepped out of the changing room and looked around for somewhere to sit. Oh. It looked like they were... working in groups? Her eyes scanned around for familiar faces. Smiling, she approached her fellow second year. "Hey Brooke." she said giving the girl a little wave.

History of Magic.

Mmkay. That was fiiiine. As long as no one froze again, anyway. Blue skipped in but stopped at the boxes. Wetsuits. But- *pouty face* she didn't wanna go swimming. Stoooopid Proffessor. The little girlie sighed and snatched a tiny one from the girls' box and headed for the right changing room. After a good few minutes of wriggling and struggling to zip it up (she had to bend her back a good bit) she came out, tugging at the collar, pouting even MOAR.

She plopped down at an empty table, hand of her chin and gazed at the objects.

IWANNATOUCH!

Annabelle came into the room. She saw that there were changing tables and wet suits to be taken. She actually had one of her own back at home from all the times she went on vacation and snorkeled with her family. She got into the changing room before it was all filled. As she came out into her wet suit and was all ready to go. "Good morning Professor." Belle said with a smile. She got a table of her own and was waiting for the lesson to begin. She was quite excited!

Penelope wasn't particularly thrilled to be attending this class. Sure, Anya and the other frozen people weren't frozen now, and Scabber had had that "research meeting" to make up for that class or whatever, but the Gryffindor still didn't care much for this class as a whole. But she wasn't suffering any more side effects or symptoms from that day she'd hit her head a few weeks ago, so she didn't have an excuse anymore to avoid classes.

So here she was.

She was going to just head to a random seat when she noticed the boxes and the note on the board. They had to put these on? Meh. Penelope grabbed one out of the girl's box and headed for the changing rooms. She changed into the wetsuit as quickly as possible - which wasn't that quickly since it took quite a few minutes to figure it out and make sure it was on comfortably.

Once she had, she came back out, stuffing her robes and other clothes into her bag with her books without much success. So she took a seat at the closest table - which happened to be close to where an older Hufflepuff and an older Ravenclaw were standing, neither of which she knew the name of - and continued trying to shove her clothes into her bag and make it fit with the other textbooks in there.

Nervously tucking his robes about himself he looked up at the sound of his name "Oh hi Alyssa. Sure I dont mind." he replied as he gestured at one of the seats. It was then when a younger student went to join their table. "Hello...." he said to the young girl he could safely guess was a Gryffindor, based on the robes she was hastily shoving into her bag. "Uhm... hi?..." yeah he doesnt know her name but he did kinda wave to try to get her attention ".... you may want to fold them up first then roll it tightly into itself. They would fit in your bag better and wouldnt have too much crease when you bring them out later." he said earnestly.

Upon entering the History of Magic classroom, Kennedy blinked. His eyes scanned the place until they landed on the fuzzy dice. Hmm. Interesting. His eyes then travel toward two boxes labeled Girls and Boys. Wet suits? He remembers using those last term when they went down to the lake with Professor WWW.

Kennedy walked over to the box labeled Boys and went into the left dressing room for males. He came back out with the urge to sort of waddle. Back home when he went swimming he used water shorts, plus, wet suits made his feel too covered up. Anyway, he didn't waddle and instead headed to the table with the lone girl. Hehe.

"Hey, Greingoth," he said, playfully smirking, and sitting beside her. He allowed his eyes to briefly go over her. She made suits look good.

Making her to History of Magic Kurumi just had a bad feeling about this. Not that she really ever had a good feeling about this class, but today she just had a really bad feeling about it. Maybe it had been because she had missed so many lessons and she had been flailing to catch up on homework, especially the homework where they had to locate Atlantis. Entering the classroom didn't make her feel any better to be honest...noticing the wet suits right away.

Right....because this sounded like it was going to be a good idea.

"Good day, Professor Scabior," Kurumi said with a small bow as she quickly grabbed her wetsuit and head towards the changing room...only to notice Daichi standing in front of it. Kurumi was just about to say something to him when the younger Slytherin seemed to realize what was going on and she instead giggled to herself as she made her way into the room and changed.

Wetsuits...were the most uncomfortable things ever. Semi waddling like a penguin as she came out, Kurumi spotted Daichi and she moved to sit with him. Assuming she actually could in this tight thing she had to wear. "Hey Daichi," Kurumi smiled as she semi flopped into the seat and began to braid her long black hair in anticipation for...well...a lot of water.

Daichi began to play with his wetsuit by pinching the black material and dragged the suit up before letting it fall down as he waited for class to begin. Just as he was trying to do the same thing by his stomach, a familiar voice gave him a shock and he let go of the suit with a gasp, followed by a groan when it hurt his poor tummy.

"owww. Hey Kurumi he said with a grimace and rubbed his stomach. "do you think we are going underwater? I can't even swim..." he pouted as he looked how Kurumi was braiding her hair. He ran a hand through his own hair and sighed. "it's stupid that i can't swim without the use of any gillyweed!" he huffed as he looked towards Scabiors direction. "i really hope he has some..."

João walked inside, indifferent to the objects on the tables. Last lesson was about Atlantis, and it was only natural for them to talk about seas today, if there was a thing like 'curriculum' really. So, he smiled formally at the professor, greeted him with a "Hello, professor," and his eyes fell on the boxes. Confused, he read the sign and sighed to himself. Wearing one of those. Perfect. Hopefully, they weren't getting into that dirty lake.

Picking one suit, he got inside the changing room and quickly changed, tucking all his clothes into his bag. Once he got out, he picked an empty seat as he couldn't bother to look who was around, and waited for the class to begin.