Dylan watched the Professor carefully as she switched up her position. Boggarts now, yea? As he got into the new stance, lifting his right leg up and putting his hands together in front of him, the Slytherin thought about what she was asking.

...And about his question before...Dylan knew that was a legit thing...and he'd seriously hoped she'd been serious in speaking about it. He was so terribly curious...

"Like Odessa said...." Breaaaaathing. "...No one's ever seen them...So, it's hard to tell."...His mind was actually relaxing some. But just some. "...In theory, I think they'd resemble shadows..."

"Maybe they constantly change shape?" Tora mentioned as she nearly toppled. Woa. She caught herself and continued. "I mean where ever they are living there must be some sort of creature there so they probably turn into whatever that creature fears most. And when absolutely nothing is there maybe they turn into the thing they fear most." Ugh. This balancing this really was not the class for her. She regained her balance and..... tad- oof! Never mind. Never celebrate too soon she thought before trying once more.

"I think so." Kommoto replied. He sat back down, defeated. He listened while others talked about boggarts, trying not to sneeze again.

Laura looked at Susan and sighed. "My wrist hurts." Laura wasn't sure if she had hurt her wrist in the fall but it was killing her. "I hope it's not sprayed or anything, but we will have to wait and see." Laura sighed, she was trying not to cry because she wasn't a cry baby but her wrist was hurting.

Moving back into the tree pose, wobbling a bit more than she was used to due to the sniffles and sneezes, her focus went more towards the students and their answers than her balance. "An excellent thought." she nodded. "It could very well be, considering the tiny spaces it can find itself in."

Aw yes, she was beginning to think this was going to be a popular theory. Not that she could blame them. It was indeed plausible. "Perhaps, Mister Stonewall." She smiled encouragingly. "Though a ghost of what is the real question, unless you are suggesting those spirits in which have no form."

Her eyebrows raised somewhat. "Invisible." She repeated, nodding her head from side to side. "Completely possible. They could also be downright ugly, you're right."

"Nazdrave." Goodness.

"I beg to differ, Miss Opal. I think that is a very excellent theory and not silly at all." Medea would've huffed a little at the stereotype position the young girl placed herself in though if she wasn't already battling the sniffles and sneezes. "It is rather possible they do not have a true form until one is given to them by our fear. Keep on your train of thought."

Oh, both an excellent theory and slightly disturbing image on a boggart's form as well as their first theory on how they came to be. Ravenclaws seem to be on fire today. "An interesting theory, Mister Odgen. Would be rather likely, considering the spaces they find themselves in. No doubt need to be able to squish and stretch naturally."

"Can you expand a little on what you mean by being created by 'something', though?" She was curious to know those thoughts.

Still, after her years of tutoring and now her taste for teaching at an institute, young students still surprised her with how amazing their minds were. "A rather logical theory, though one I'm not going to disagree with. It's entirely possible. An excellent train of thought, Miss Glasswall."

Oh, another first year participating! She did quite enjoy when they did. "Yes, Miss Donne. They are indeed projections of people's fears, though it's when they are alone by themselves in which we're trying to figure out on just what they look like."

ACHOO!

She'd held it in long enough. Her nose was beginning to burn because of it.

Clearing her throat a little, her attention turned to the next student to speak up. Another theory on where boggarts came from! "Entirely possible, yes." She nodded with a smile. "Which I'm more inclined to believe, considering some of the places boggarts find themselves in are rather tight. They no doubt need to have the ability to mold to their surroundings."

"As for their creation, it is quite a disappointment we don't officially know how they came to be. Being created by a dark witch or wizard isn't entirely impossible, per say, though the number of boggarts in the world could act against that theory in some opinions. Though I do believe we shouldn't leave any theory out. Excellent train of thought, Miss Bishop."

"Like a shadow?" Medea questioned, the warm and encouraging smile playing across her lips as she thought about it, only to nod a moment later. "Could be. They do indeed enjoy dark places, so it's possible."

...

"You're right. They don't." Medea smiled and nodded. Perhaps the young Hufflepuff misunderstood her question? Nevertheless, the defense professor was still pleased to hear the little information young Susan had given.

At least she knew, yes?

Oh, Laura was all over the place with that answer. Though, one particular part had her eyebrows raising more than previously. Who...was Captain Kirk? "Boggarts were created long before the Dark Lord, Miss Hyde. Though your theory on coming from another plan-" Oh! Oh dear.

Down she went. "Are you alright, Miss Hyde?"

What was with the students today and not using their other foot to balance themselves out?

Had she ever mentioned that she did love when the younger students participated? Their imagination were so expansive, she could listen to their answers all day. Medea smile lightened a little, not exactly reaching her eyes. "Well, as awful of a way to live as that may seem, there could be some truth behind your words. Perhaps they aren't dark creatures at all and truly need us to live." It wouldn't be the first time mankind has been wrong.

"Though out of curiosity, what do you think a boggart's fear would be, Mister Carver?"

Medea squinted a little, both from the sun in her eyes and the fact that she felt another sneeze coming on. Ahem. "I'm sorry, Mister Barrington, you've lost me a little." She chuckled lightly. "Are you saying perhaps they end up shape-shifting into that of someone's fear while alone to have a corporeal form instead of like some of your classmate's guesses of being in a non-corporeal form such as a mist or shadow?"

Rubbing her nose a little, she moved her hands back to into the prayer pose while turning her attention to the next student speaking up. Aw, Miss Cambridge. "Playdoe." she repeated, eyebrows raising in amusement. Well, that certainly was a first to be said, no doubt. She chuckled lightly and nodded anyhow. It was still just as possible as everyone else's answers after all.

Though her reasons on how the boggart was created was rather interesting. Medea was silent for a moment after the young Gryffindor spoke, until she slowly nodded. "Fear is a powerful emotion." she started to say, moving out of her tree pose to grab another tissue. "And would give reason on how they have multiplied. Excellent thought, Miss Cam..."

And down she went. She was starting to consider having a class on balancing.

Medea slowly nodded, coming out of her tree pose and raised the tissue to cover her nose and mouth. ACHOO!ACHOO!ACHOO! Good merlin, her eyes were starting to water. Ahem. Sniffle. Oh, oh dear. She was DEFINITELY considering holding a class on balancing. "Quite likely, Miss Hawkins. Good theory."

The idea of someone being so fearless that a boggart wouldn't take shape of anything was one that Medea was inclined to disagree with, though, much like everyone's answers today, the idea wasn't impossible. "Perhaps." she nodded, rubbing her nose with her tissuse before sticking it upon her neatly stacked pile of used ones next to her feet. "An excellent theory, Miss Dawnsel."

Oh! "An interesting theory, Miss Johanson." Medea nodded slowly, nodding her head from side to side. "Perhaps not as large? They do tend to hide in cramped spaces, though I like where your train of thought is going. Perhaps emotions aren't the only thing similar between the two creatures."

She nodded a bit more, smile widening a tad. "I think that's very possible, yes. Perhaps it's the combination of the two that makes them who they are."

"Nazdrave." Goodness. "Quite an excellent thought, Miss Eventide." Medea smiled and nodded, debating whether or not to reach down for another tissue. She did have to save some for the students if they wanted them.

How excellent. She did enjoy the out of the box thoughts every now and then. "Perhaps." she slowly nodded, just as slowly as she came out of the tree pose. Another sneeze was going to show itself and she didn't want to topple over because of it. "Your potion theory is rather interesting though and would be quite comical in a way if it were true. Something we should keep in mind. Excellent thoughts, Miss Greenwell."

...

ACHOO!

Sniffle.

Medea chuckled lightly, moving back into the tree pose, resisting the urge to sniffle. "Quite the thought, Miss Kaul." she nodded somewhat. "And quite possible too."

...

"They could. You're right." Perhaps the image of the person whom held the fear they recently transformed into? Honestly, the thought never crossed her mind until now. "Though I do think even the most insignificant detail about a creature is rather important to know. Much like it is about a person."

...Just an opinion.

Sniffle.

Aw yes, she did believe one of the younger students had the same thought process on this. "And what do you think a boggart would fear the most, Mister Potter? Or should it fear anything at all, considering how many fears it changes into?"

Now there was a thought that hadn't been brought up yet. Again, from a younger student. It made her smile widen just a little. "Possibly." She nodded encouragingly. "Keep on your train of thought. It's rather interesting."

"In theory, it's quite possible." She nodded her head from side to side. Yes, quite possible.

Oh, now there was a thought that was yet discussed. "An interesting theory, Miss Gallaway." Medea grinned, though a look of curiosity crossed her features. "And what do you think a boggart would fear the most?"

Oh, hello now.

"Up on your feet, Mister Yammoto. We aren't sitting down yet."


Moving out of the tree post once again to grab another tissue, since she couldn't wait any longer or it'd look like her nose was turned on like a faucet, she turned away from the class momentarily to blow her nose. Ahem. Alright. "I think..." Sniffle sniffle. "...with the lack of balance some of you are showing today, we'll skip the last pose." Lack of balance and reflex to put your foot down before you fell over.

"So, going into our activity, I'd like for you to split yourselves into two groups. Or...actually...right down the middle here." She gestured to the middle of the class, as if chopping them into two sections. "Left side group one, right side group two. Please move your mats into a circle with your group. You may sit once you've done so as well."

She herself was moving to the group two, because RANDOM CHOICE that's why.

OOC: Forgive the slow posting during the lesson. A cold and epic toothache will do that to you! The lesson will move on fairly quickly now and will continue in about 5 hours AND end in approximately a day. Or a day and a half. Around there. Ahem. Continuing on!

Ah, the tree pose.

The Professor was right, it really didn't look anything like a tree. It was also a complete nuisance to hold, because it required balancing on one leg. Which was fine if you could just stare and fixate on a single point, or if you had something to hold on to. Clinging on to Garrick was quite tempting, but would be admitting he couldn't do the pose by himself, so Benjy was left contemplating the latter.

With a wobble (or two...or three...or more), Benjy tried to resemble something like the Professor's tree. And then he contemplated the Professor's question, whilst still staring at a mark on his mat. "Maybe a Boggart on it's own resembles the thing it fears most?" he pondered aloud. "Which might be invisibility, given that it turns into our fears as soon as we gaze upon it? The fear of disappearing, and not being seen and being able to feed off our fear?"

....

Two groups?

Benjy put his foot down (woot! he made it!), and pulled his mat over to join the LEFT group. Group One. Because one was totally the best. Maybe.

Now what?

Minerva was glad to get out of that pose. She sniffled a few more times, this was beginning to be utterly ridiculous. She was so sick of sneezing and still being embarrassed she was mainly thinking about getting as far from the lesson as possible. Standing out of tree pose she listened to the instructions.

"Achoo" interrupting again with her sneezes, Min quickly grabbed her mat and headed to her side. Placing the mat in the middle and finding a seat. She was glad to be sitting and not standing, this way she could hide from everyone just a little. Pulling her legs to her chest she wrapped her arms around them and waited for the next instruction.

The Professor had asked a reasonable question and she figured she had an answer for it. "Well, I imagine they wouldn't really reproduce but that they'd be formed by other pockets of fear. If you think about it, Little Timmy can't have been the only little boy left alone with his cousins, or locked in a dark room or scared senseless by some other means. I think they come about every time there's a presence of extreme fear." Which would mean that there could be loooads of them. Everyone was scared of something, everyone, and some people got especially scared.

Lex shoved herself up again in time to hear that the class was being split. Activity time???

Naturally Lottie was in her group, they were sitting together and not at all near the middle. Woot!! And Group Two...okay! She liked even numbers better anyway.

"Let's get moving." She said, nudging Lottie before picking up her own mat and moving to the circle being formed by everyone else in this group.

Jory was disappointed that they weren't going to do the last pose. But he couldn't blame the Professor. At least no one would injure themselves. He glanced sideways at Ronnie.

Activity time! By the way Professor Romanos had split the class, he and Ronnie fell into group two, the right side. "Come on, Ronnie,'' he said. Jory figured she won't mind as he moved their mats over so that them and the others could form a circle. He sat down back once he had done so.

Theo sighed, because the next activity involved getting closer to people who were sick. But he did it since he was not in the mood for arguing with professors. He moved to the left and joined what he guessed was group 1.

At least the yoga had stopped quickly. RESULT.

Nigel was pretty sure she said his idea better then he did. So he just nodded and shrugged when she asked him.

He was pretty happy that they did not have to do the tree pose. It sounded painful. But now where they just suppose to pick a group and bring their mat with them. Sounded easy enough. Which group to pick. He did like one better than two.

So one it was. He moved himself and his mat over to group one.

Kace did not know what boggarts looked like. He listened to the other students theories and they seemed legit. He liked them and followed along plus what did he know, he was only a scrawny first year.

Then he heard the professor moving the lesson along. Her cold sounded worse and worse. He hoped she would get a good night sleep after the lesson was over. Kace hoped he didn't catch it either.

Then the professor said they wanted to split the groups up. She split them down the line. Kace moved his matt over and he was in group 2. He was going to meet new people here that is for sure.

No more yoga? Pity. ...Yeah, not really. Ella had been much more sarcastic in her own head lately and it seriously freaked her out. Edric would be proud. She should really write him about this a.s.a.p.

Straightening out, the blonde listened to directions and headed over to the group one people.

Yo...and all that.

Thank Merlin that was over. Michael got the whole balance thing but there were other ways to do it besides yoga. But anyway they were about to do an activity and he couldn't help but feel a little excited about that.

Without conscious though he moved over into a group that happened to be GROUP 1 and sat down.

Wonder what they would be doing?

Daichi had an IDEA of what a boggart looked like. He thought that when a boggart was alone it was simply some sort of dark mist. Pitch dark like that peruvian powder they sold in Diagon Alley. But he didn't want to look like a fool for thinking that so he didn't say anything and just...waited. While doing the poses of course.

Finally, it was time to continue with the lesson. The none-yoga part which he had hoped for. He listened to the instructions and then walked to the group called One.

Dylan was grateful that they weren't going to be doing anymore yoga moves. Really...he was. He wanted to get down to the fun stuff and start hexing people...Or not hexing...but throwing spells at them....Ahem!

...but then they were all splitting into two groups. Right down the center...

The Slytherin Captain just happened to fall on the LEFT side...and that was okay with him. He had Theo and Ellaphant...thus far...Those were the two he immediately seen, anyway. Where was Bee?

Picking up his mat, he proceeded to pull it over...

Oh thank Merlin.

Penelope lowered her right foot back to the ground and let her arms fall back to her sides. There, that was much better. And no more poses? This day was getting better already.

Instead of more poses, they were splitting into groups. Cool. She was on the left side, so she moved over to group one, dragging her mat with her and joining the circle.

Were they gonna be doing something fun? She hoped so.

Laura looked at the Professor and sighed. "I think I hurt my wrist Professor, it really hurts." Laura sighed and then she listened to what the Professor said. "Professor I'm half in one group, half in the other." Laura sighed, like one leg to the right and one to the left. "Which group do I go into?" Laura didn't want to split herself into two parts.

No more yoga moves? AWESOME. Not that he wasn't enjoying them because... he really had no opinion about those. But he had been scared about toppling over onto little Fro, who had just become his recent apple-eating buddy. So... yeah. He was glad.

And they were being split up into two groups. And since he was on the right side, that meant that he was in group two! Alec bent down and picked up his mat before moving it around to join the other group two people, most of whom he actually sort of knew. Awesome. Now he just needed to find someone he knew well enough and wouldn't mind him sitting next to them unannounced. Someone... like...

OH CANDY GIRL. HEY. We're sitting next to you, okay? Okay.

He placed his mat down next to hers before sitting down on his mat. There. Awesome. Everyone got grins from the sixteen year old too.

It sounded dark enough, needing someone to live.

Well, he supposed babies did it, too, but babies weren't trying to kill their mothers. Although some mothers did die before they had their babies, but it wasn't really the same.

Ezra blinked, suddenly feeling very confused.

"Godric Gryffindor." Both feet in the ground as feet were always meant to be, Ezra dragged himself and his mat to the right side, unconsciously following Professor Romanos. "Boggarts are fear itself, so what could a boggart fear more than the man who founded the house of the brave?" It made completely sense to Ezra because as far as he was concerned the opposite of fear was courage. Surely even a boggart knew who Godric Gryffindor was.

What was happening? never mind that Ariana had been spaced out and in practically the same position for the past few minutes but she was so confused as she noticed people moving and she just sort of followe.

She assumed that they we're separated by where they were sitting cause people started to group up in that manner.. so she was on this side over her.. uhm okay. picking up her mat she sort of followed the crowd over and.. we're they making a circle? okay, she could circles, they we're cool and all.
Oh there was that seeker kid.. and.... Lex -_- *mellow* they also had the professor which was pretty cool.. yup

SO uhm.. Here she was.. hanging out.. waiting.. and wishing she didn't get distracted earlier, so maybe she'd know what was going on a bit...

Group Two, where yall at?

Ethan was remotely thankful that they were now moving out of the tree pose because he felt another sneeze coming on and he was afraid he'd lose his balance this time and topple over. As he straightened his leg, he covered his nose and mouth with his tissue unable to hold it in any longer. Achoo! Ughhh.. he was just miserable in this class. He didn't really feel sick, but all he wanted to do right now was get a cup of chicken soup, a glass of orange juice, and curl up in bed. Maybe then he'd stop sneezing..

And the near constant sneezing was really distracting him from class and the questions, though the yoga was helping him focus some so he could at least listen to the answers.. not that he would easily admit that. As the Professor moved on and split up the class into two groups, Ethan grabbed another tissue.. achoo! ..then he picked up his mat and moved to the right of the area, becoming part of Group Two. Hopefully this wouldn't take long.. he just wanted class to be over..

No more yoga? Awww... Haruka was disappointed, seeing as she was enjoying it. She stretched backwards to finish loosening herself up before following the Professor's next set of instructions.

Now it was Group Activity Time! The Professor split the class down the middle into two groups. Haruka picked up her mat and joined the circle of her group. She sat and waited for whatever the class was going to to next.

Yoga's done and What now? Splitting into groups, Oakey watched the Professor's hand go down the middle of the class and Oakey instantly laid his eyes on who was going to be in the other group.

No good, Ariana and Alexa. No good at all, Thank Merlin Professor Romanos headed over there, but who was in with his group. Ella, yay! Neighbor Power was awesome. Daichi, He was cool with that. He and Daichi work well together. Penelope, another little Gryffindor kid. Who else...

Theo, THEODORE! WIMPY THEO!! Actually that was convinient, he had to get his work back from the Slytherin and bring it to Flamsteed.

Good that was an okay group no problems with anyone he... Crazy blonde hair, cold blue eyes...Oh Crud. A Frown hit Oakey's face as he realized he was in with Dylan. He pulled his mat up and sat beside Ella and forced a smile to her. "Hey Cap." He said before going utterly silent again.

Aquila as usual has spaced out... such perhaps is the effect of meditation and yoga—although maybe a little too deep in meditation because the lessons just flew over her head. Again. Oh well, more catch up on reading then.

But people started moving and that broke her out of her oh-so-deep trance. Splitting into groups? The waif-like blonde looked around, there were a whole lot of people she still didn’t know, and even more than frightened her a bit, so off she goes to the familiar and the friendly—at least to her.

“H-hi Ethan.” she smiled shyly at her Prefect, then noticed the ever noisy noticeable Alexa “Haii Lex.” she beamed, before resuming twisting her curls with her finger, that curious-anxious look wondering at what they are supposed to do...