She was deep in thought all the way down from the classroom. Although she wasn't one hundred percent sure of her choice she still headed towards the Nursery. Because she knew that whatever she'd decide on would be kept here. The snake seriously thought of a spider but she had no idea what to bring from it. A leg? That'd be totally horrible. And then there was the fact that spiders shouldn't really be around. And did she really want to look and feel like a spider. Umm..nope! That's an option crossed out from the list.

As Cassia stood before the cages her eyes flickering from cage to cage, she imagined her skin turning to each one of the creatures she laid eyes on.

Glancing at the time, the snake finally decided on something and cut her train of thoughts because those would have went on forever and they had to get back to class. Slowly, the blond walked over to a cage that held Puffskeins in it and crouched near it. She reached out and patted one of the creatures a bit then lightly pinched it and plucked out fur between her thumb and forefinger. Patting it again, she quickly stood up and jogged out heading back to class.

Léa didn't have permission to enter and blah blah, but who cared? She didn't even read the sign or whatever that she needed permission first. She was a guest here, and she expected to be treated accordingly.

Walking inside the nursery like she owned it, she didn't even glance at the girl there, but she DID see her. The French simply acted as if she was unsure of what to collect--marking her target in the meantime--and the moment girl stepped out and Léa was ALL ALONE, she quickly headed towards the diricawl cages. Her eyes were on the door in case someone entered, and she lay her hand on a diricawl before it had an opportunity to disappear. She quickly plucked some feather, lay into a napkin and slipped out of the nursery as fast as she could. CERTAINLY NO ONE had come in while she was at work, and they wouldn't be able to tell she got diricawl afterwards.

Caleb was entering the sanctuary just as the French girl was leaving, and he glared at her as he passed. He didn't like any of these visiting students. Not a single one. They were all playing pranks on them and doing silly things to try and get the Hogwarts students all riled up, and it was just plain stupid and mean. Couldn't they just BAN all of them from lessons so he didn't have to look at any of them?

Walking into the sanctuary and finding it abandoned, he walked up to a crup that was nearby as it began to jump and bark at him in excitement. "Hey little guy!" he exclaimed with a smile. He pet the little dog-like creature for a bit, and once the crup got bored of him, Caleb smiled when he saw that he had many tiny white hairs on his pants from where the crup had been jumping on him. Mission accomplished!

He headed back to the potions room, picking the hairs off his pants as he did so and carefully putting them in his cardigan pocket.

There was no way Alec was going to go to the Winged Horses Stables. Nope. No way. Because of... well... Aparecium reasons.

He was, however, going to try and find the animal he wanted so... he was coming here. To this Nursery. The boy cautiously opened the door to the stables and peeked inside. One look around told him that a) there was no one else here and b) look at all these animals! A grin spread across his face as he headed further inside. He could almost see his Dad bustling around in clothes that had fur everywhere, all the while warning him that one of the creatures were likely to bite him.

... He missed his Dad.

Shaking his head, the boy looked over towards the shelf with the gloves and... paused. He wouldn't need gloves to take some hair from the crup, would he? ... Probably not. He looked away from it and over towards the crups, who had started barking excitedly. How AWESOME were they?

Still grinning, the Hufflepuff headed over towards a crup and bent down. He reached out a hand and started petting it gently. "Hey there, little buddy!" GRIN. It was a shame he couldn't keep one. Crups were meant to be ferocious around Muggles, right? There was no way a crup would like his Dad at first, thanks to the Muggle status. Yeah... what a shame.

"Okay, so... I'm Alec. And I'm currently on a task from Potions class. Erm... see... I have to take one of your hairs. It's not going to hurt, I promise!" The last bit was added in a bit of a rush but... he smiled nonetheless. "And... yeah. It'll just be like... a strand of your hair falling out and... and me taking it for class. That's all." Did the crup understand what he was trying to say? Did it?

... There was only one way to find out. Alec continued patting the crup gently, his hand moving from the back of the crup's ears right down along its back. He then paused... and took a deep breath. This wasn't going to hurt... this wasn't going to hurt... He pinched a strand of the hair between his thumb and forefinger and gently pulled on the hair. He pocketed the strand of hair now in his hands before reaching out and doing the same thing again.

Two... three strands were plucked out, just in case. He reached over and patted the dog again, mumbling words of sympathy and encouragement. If someone had tried to take his hair, he was sure he wouldn't be very happy about it. Unless that person was... well... someone he knew well. And someone who was a friend. "Thanks, little buddy! I... erm... I have to go now but... I'll come and see you sometime, yeah?" Pat pat pat...

... And now he was off!

Blair entered the Nursery, not really sure what she was looking for. She was not very educated on magical creatures and didn't feel very comfortable taking fur or scales from anything. To her it seemed a tad risky.

After wandering around for a little while she came across a bird-like creature perched silently. Deciding this would be her best bet she tentatively approached the creature. It was quite nice to look at, especially it's vivid orange feathers. "Hey little guy," she whispered, stroking the bird. Feeling a bit silly she explained, I'm afraid I'm going to have to borrow a couple of feathers for my potions class. The creature didn't even flinch, she carefully plucked a couple of feathers, she found it slightly odd that it didn't even make a sound at this. "Thank you," she smiled and stroked the bird.

Now to head back to class and continue with the lesson...

So Hannah's dream animal would obviously be a unicorn, but once Lafay said that there was a potion that they could turn into that animal in which they harvest from, the sixth year wasn't so sure anymore. She figured that she would get something off of a small creature. On the walk down the the barn she decided that she would corner a kneazle and get what she needed from them.

That definitely sounded like the best thing. Plus, she didn't know how she would feel about being a unicorn. They weren't actually going to have to drink that potion right? The sixth year walked into the barn and took no time getting down to business. She found what she was looking for and collected fur from the kneazle. She didn't have time to play around. She turned on her heel and walked back to the potions classroom.

Alright so Kace needed to get a creatures hair to use for his potion. He wondered what he could use. He was looking around and saw a cute little creature. He had a long snout and he was tiny. Kace thought about it and it would be cool to be like one of them. He didn't want to go to the Hippogriffs station because he didn't think he would be able to handle them yet. Plus they were kind of imitating. He didn't want to think about what would go wrong.

He went into the cage and saw the niffler's description. So they were treasure hunting little creatures and attracted to anything shiny. Kace did like shiny things so he could relate. His placed his hand out and let the little guy sniff him. He seemed nervous at first and backed away. After Kace stood there for a bit, the niffler came closer and sniffed his hand cautiously. He nodded to show him that he could pet him.

He smiled and petted his head. It liked it a lot. It was actually cuddling next to his hand. Then it was circling around him quickly and sniffing him. He chuckled and said, "You are a fast one huh?" Then it looked at him with his big brown eyes. Then he saw the black hair he needed to pick off. He needed to be gentle with this.

He reached around the little fella and got some black hairs. YES! He got them and the niffler didn't care. It seemed to like him. Then it went over to his brothers and sister. Kace waved goodbye and put the hairs into his pocket, some place safe. He was interested in this potion project now.

He headed back to the castle ready to show the professor the hairs he collected.

Thank Merlin there were no elephants at school, yeah? Ella would have felt horrible trying to take a scrape skin from one and she didn't fancy having that type of skin anyhow. Even if it would be sort of cool considering the wrinkly skin would help keep her cool. That would have definitely come in handy for Quidditch.

ANYWAYS...

The blonde had hurried off towards the Nursery when Lafay gave the class the go ahead and wandered right over to the little crups. They were adorable, huh? Speaking of Crups, Ella really did need to go visit Botros and Feo soon. She missed then both. Bending down, the seventeen year old giggled as the little ones surrounded her, amused by how squirmy they were. "Hello there, Crups. Having a nice day?" Scratching behind ears was happening and the blonde eyed the different crups curiously, wondering which one wouldn't mind her taking some of its fur.

Eventually she settled on a little one who seemed glued to her leg. She liked its temperament and decided this one was least likely to snap at her when she went for a few bits of its hair. "Hello, lovely. I'm just going to take some of your hair while I'm here, okay? I promise it won't hurt and all you have to do is sit still. Can you do that?" GRIN. What a cutie pie. Ella removed her wand and stroked the crup so that it was nice and calm, she then quickly severed a bit of hair from its back as she continued stroking the head, making sure that she didn't take too much. She didn't want the thing to catch cold. Placing the hair safely away, the blonde beamed at the crup. "Thank you for that. You were a lovely patient." Or something. Yeah.

Now to get back to class. She'd need to be quick. "Bye crups!"

Sigh. No sharks at Hogwarts. What good was that? Caterina had considered going to the lake and trying to get the squid's attention since he was the closest thing to a shark she'd be able to get, but that might take too much time.

Instead, she headed over to her other favorite animals. Kneazles. Too bad it wasn't Sharky, though. This little baby would do. She didn't have to hurt the little thing either. All she had to do was brush the baby until she got a bit of fur in her hand. Then she kissed it's little head and waved. Bye baby kneazle!

There was girlfriend-person, and Mo hadn't even been looking for her on person. He sidled up to her and grinned broadly, giving her a gentle elbow to the ribs. Hullo there, pretty. It wasn't even a sure bet that Cat would be here, since she had pets and a creative mind, and he wouldn't even have come here if hadn't been hoping to sneak around back and get a feather from the Abraxan.

Or maybe they could be kneazles together. "Hi, Kitten-face."

That kneazle was making eyes at her. Sad little eyes that were requesting more pettings and it was breaking her heart. Luckily there was a boy here to distract her now. "Hiya." She kissed his cheek in greeting and showed him the pinch of kneazle fur she had in her hand.

"What are you picking?" Cause they should get back quickly so Lafay didn't get mad.

"Would you judge me terribly if I chose a flobberworm?" Mo cuddled with the kneazle himself before moving on to see what other tiny bitty creatures lived in the nursery. He had permission to be here, but he didn't visit almost at ALL... which was a shame.

"No, you'd just wonder if I had a fever. I was thinking jarvey. They're amazing. They insult you... isn't that awesome?" He found one in a crate and stuck a finger in to stroke the little guy. Cute, really. Like a not-yet-overgrown ferret.

"I'd never judge you." Cat shook her head firmly and stayed near the kneazle while Mo wandered around, trying to decide which creature to go with. "Maybe we should come back for a proper visit after class." Because now that she was here, she sort of didn't want to leave at all, but they definitely couldn't stay.

"I don't like being insulted." Cat laughed. She didn't speak jarvey, so well, did it matter? And while she was there, and they had a few minutes, Cat went over and collected some food to feed the kneazle.

The jarvey was shy, or else it just disliked Mo, and he finally gave it up as a bad job. Honestly, if he couldn't be a yeti, and he had to choose, he might as well have chosen Titus's fur. A grand thought, really, but Titus wasn't here, and Mo was running out of time.

"A crup, then. Look at this one with the squidgy face and the ears." Mo scrubbed gently behind the cruppy's ears, and a tuft of hair shed into his hand. "Okay, I've got it. We can go." He really would have preferred to be a yeti. Let it be known.