Lex was actually looking forward to Charms class. It had nothing to do with the Professor's pretty face (even if that helped A LOT) but more like, it was a chill class. They even got to put their feet up and the Professor didn't seem like the type to wand handled someone else's kneazle. She could appreciate that so without much fuss, Lex made her way into the Charms classroom.

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.....

Something seemed different today....The fourth year tapped her chin, trying to put her finger on it. Something...did they repaint the desk--the desks!!! Lex blinked at the empty classroom, unable to stop herself from wondering if she'd forgotten the memo somewhere along the line. Was she in the wrong room? There was no one here to ask so she went walking through, looking at the walls and occasionally through the window.

Hold on. Wasn't that...wasn't that a note right there? Lex walked over to the chalkboard and stared curiously at the message. Okay, yeah, the Professor had to step out for a bit, but did he have to take the chairs with him? How in Merlin's beard was she meant to get comfy now?

No furniture?

Was Professor Handsome-face practicing Minimalism now or something? Ella shrugged and wandered over to stand against the wall, thinking this no furniture thing was only going to attract more attention to the guy's face. His lovely face. Lovely face was lovely. Yeah.

Way to be distracting, Professor Fuller.

Oh and there was a Lex. Waveeeee.

CHAAAAAAARMS.

Cat's favorite. Cat's favorite class and professor. She had practically skipped to the room, but her glee was quickly exchanged for confusion and disappointment. Where was Professor Facial Hair? Why was he not here for her to greet. Why could he not fully spell out 'moment' because now she was thinking about Mo. Then belatedly, she realized that the room was empty. Oh.

HAD SOMEONE KIDNAPPED PROFESSOR FACIAL HAIR?

No. Surely not. He'd left a note. Cat glanced around the room once again and spotted other people. "Hi Lex. Hi Ella." Did they know where PFH was?

Anya grinned as she entered the classroom. She was holding a plate of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies for the Professor Attractive Face.

... except... wherewashe?

Anya looked at the board. "What did Mo do to the Professor?" she said with her voice gradually getting higher as she talked. This was a pretty big deal.

She plopped herself on the Professor's desk and waited for the Ravenclaw. She was going to judgy eye him. And hope her cookies didn't get cold before Professor Face got there.

One thing ariana was not a fan of was mornings, another things was classes, and put them both together for morning classes and she was just NOT a happy camper, nope nope nope.
she LIKED her bed thank you and didn't want to get up. she probably would've slept through the lesson if Sky and Hudson weren't so loud this morning causing her to wake up but none the less she was here, and planning to go right in, find her seat in the back put her head down and sleep.
At least that was her plan, it was ruined when she walked in and saw no chairs, no desks, no professor.
"Great, now where am i suppose to sleep?"
this was an issue, Obviously.

Cutty made his way into the Charms classroom and surveying the its utter emptiness he would've thought he'd gotten lost in the castle or misread the whereabouts of their second Charms class were it not for the other students present. They couldn't ALL be idiots.


"What a git!" He began disapprovingly. "He didn't even tell us where the next Charms class is going to..." He stopped himself as he spotted the note left by Professor Fuller. "Merlin. It's worse than I imagined. Where exactly are we supposed to sit?". He was all moody this morning.

Kace made his way to the charms classroom. As he made his way in he saw Alexa, Ella and other students in there. At least he wasn't alone. But he saw the classroom had no furniture whatsoever. That was odd...

Kace gave the room a quizzical look and pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. But his other classmates were thinking the same thing. Where was he supposed to sit? I guess he could stand here awkwardly and wait for class to begin.

Mo sort of skip-hopped through the door of the Charms room, although he came to a full stop when he realized the room was full of students but devoid of professor and furniture. Good news was there were some of his favorite people in the classroom.

Bad news was... no where to stand.

Mo entered the room and gave the note on the board a cursory glance. Mo. That was him. Only that was a different mo. Like slangy mo. Professor's using slangy mo in front of real life Mo was disconcerting. No? No mo' mo.

The fifth year Ravenclaw dropped his bag on the floor and took up a very cool casual spot against the back wall. He'd just lean. Leaning was excellent.

Marissa walked into the Charms classroom and saw the professor wasn't there nor were the desks she sighed and walked to the back and leaned against the wall and hoped this class wouldn't be as bad as the last one.

Marigold eagerly skipped into her favorite class. She loved Charms, it was hands on and there was a good looking Professor. Marigold saw the note on the board and looked at it curiously, before turning around. She scanned the room, utterly befuddled. Where were they supposed to sit? She spotted Kace and beelined it to him, questions already coming out of her mouth.
"Why do you think we don't have anyplace to sit? Where is the professor? How are you? Excited for class?"

She was excited, 'kay?

Ooooooohhhh. Anya had COOKIES. They were not cookies for Cat, but she couldn't help but make eyes at them. Pretty cookies. Yummy pretty cookies. She really needed to stop looking at the cookies before she started drooling... or tried to steal them.

Instead, she busied herself with watching the door, waiting expectantly for Professor Facial Hair. Oh where oh where had he gone? She stared at the door and almost zoned out before she noticed that the other person she'd been wondering about had just come in. Cat slid around the group like the little snake she was and headed in the boyfriend's direction. "Professor Facial Hair is confusing, right?" Totes confusing.

"Nice leaning." By the way.

Theo was in no mood for Charms class. He very lazily entered the regular classroom, and his eyes perked up a bit when there was no professor or desks. Always such excitement when the professor wasn't at class. It meant they could do what they wanted to, basically. But more importantly...

Did this mean class was cancelled? He didn't notice the message on board, and lingered by the door so that he could be the first to exit if need be.

Professor Fuller had 10 minutes before Theo legged it.

Benzi shuffled into the Charms classroom after a few girls walked in, his robes askew as per usual. If he thought about it, which he didn't, he'd realise that not once had he actually looked presentable at Hogwarts. Oh, wait, for Transfiguration class.. But even then he'd forgotten to put socks on so he'd smelled his feet even when his shoes were on. It wasn't THAT bad, considering that most of the time he looked like he'd been subbing for the Quaffle, but still. It had smelled.

He'd also scared off a few disgusted girls, and THAT had been funny. Smirking at the memory, the eleven year old located Cutty and made a beeline towards his friend. "Perhaps he saw you eat dessert last night and thought a lesson on your feet might sort you out," he quipped, his grin lopsided.

People needed to be quiet it was earllllllyyy, didn't they get that.
"Shhhh." she said to the young boy who she noted by his robes was a snake " dont be shouting, also, class will be here, he just stepped out." unless he wasn't coming back and ariana could leave and go back to bed that'd be great.. she needed a pillow.. this kid should be her pillow.. he was small and surely wouldn't mind, since he did just shout loudly in their faces. eyes for you young snake, eyes.

Charms. Kalla wasn't especially excited about this, to be honest. Nope. Not to mention she was kind of sad. But whatever.

And so into the empty classroom she went. SCOWL. Empty classroom. That professor had better be on his way back with a herd of desks in tow! This was unacceptable! Ogden's didn't sit on grounds. Ever. EVERRRRRR.

Hmph.

And there was her quidditch captain. SIGHS.

So Kalla gave MO a little wave and stayed near the door. Awkward turtle mode ACTIVATE!

Before he could realize it enough to stop himself, Cutty was staring at the plate of what smelled like freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. His gazing cut off only by the Shh-ing he got from a fellow Slyth. Cutty frowned looking terribly offended. Why did she Shh! him? Everyone was thinking it, he was just saying it about the chairs. But he didn't say another word, so apparently her Shh-ing method worked.

And then there was Benzi Rider, who always had something to say. Why was he always a mess? Not that Cutty could legitimately think he was any better. His own clothes always had some manner or another of stain or dirtmark upon them. And that was without trying.

The boy felt his stomach twist a bit at the mention of dessert. "Shut it. I haven't had m'breakfast." He replied unhappily.

Charms with the pretty Professor.

Charlie only wished that all of the Professors were as nice and handsome helpful as he was. And he was a better teacher than her dad, which was always a plus. She went to put her back on a desk when she realised... that there were no desks. Or chairs. Or Professor, apparently. She put her glasses on to squint at the note on the board, before turning around to see if this was normal.

"Hi Lex. Hi Cat." And some other people she semi-knew. The Prefect from the feast! What was his name? He could have a wave, mhmm.

Now was she allowed to sit on the floor?

Benzi frowned at that older Slytherin girl, raising both his eyebrows at her words. Some people here at Hogwarts just really didn't know how to draw lines - the professor wasn't even HERE. "Nerd," he mumbled to himself with a slight roll of his eyes.

Benzi was completely unfazed by his friend's grumpiness. In fact, the eleven year old found it downright amusing. "Got you covered there mate," Benzi smirked and reached into his bag, drawing out a badly bruised yet still somewhat recognisable biscuit. "Nicked a pack yesterday, I ate the rest on my way here. Just as well, you are looking a little heavy," Benzi said, unable to contain his tongue and handed the food out, his voice low so as not to attract the attention of various other teacher's pets.

Sarah walked into the classroom, deep in thought, reviewing things for the triwizard as she walked. She nearly said 'Hi Professor" when she noticed that there was no furniture in the room. No problem for her. She would just stand. She understood what was on the board and all, so She stood and waved at her friends. She then reached into her satchel and took out her book, perfect time to study while waiting for a professor. As much as she loved socialising, she had to priortise now.

Now would it be interesting if he wrote with instead of in. That was what Nigel was thinking as he saw the message on the board. Then he turned and noticed that there was no chairs or desks. Did that mean Nigel could starfish because that would be awesome. Probably not, but he could hope.

Hopefully it was not yoga.

Charms!

Alec was half looking forward to this lesson and half... slightly concerned. The previous lesson had been great, yeah, but there was always the small matter of that particular Gryffindor girl who took his ball. Had she even given it back to him? ... He didn't know. And didn't remember either. And even if she did take the ball, she could have it. He didn't mind.

Shrugging, the boy headed into the classroom...

... and BLINKED.

No desks? Did the Professor know that there weren't any desks in here or...? ... And speaking of the professor... Fuller didn't seem to be here either,, according to the message on the board. The seventeen year old reached up a hand and ruffled his hair. Considering the fact that everyone else was here for the lesson too (right?) it didn't seem like they were in the wrong class so there was that theory thrown out the window.

But... what had happened? And were they just meant to wait here while Fuller made his surprise entry? Probably. Alec stuffed his hands in his pocket and moved further into the classroom to stand somewhat awkwardly. Because he was good at doing that. And hair ruffling. His hair got more ruffles... just because.

Charms again! She moved into the classroom and was going to sit down.... but there were no chairs. Or desks. Or Professor. Or a lot of other things needed for a class. Hmmm. Interesting. Tora's face lit up as no desks or chairs usually meant something interactive and no boring note taking. She leaned her bag up against the wall and started pacing a bit, her excitement for the coming class having to go somewhere. It was a happy sort of pace though, with a slight bounce; still, nothing too energetic. She just wasn't the type to go skipping through empty classrooms... Actually she found that the people who did that sort of thing kind of strange.

Wade casually walked for another Charms class. Last one was kind of fun, with the water balloons and everyone getting wet and stuff, you know. He smiled a little remembering that. Surely the next class will be just as fun to him.. Or not.

His brows furrowed as he saw the quite empty, aside from his other classmates hanging out inside. Seriously, no type of furniture around? Wade glanced at the board, and apparently Professor Fuller was away at the moment.. Hmm.. Well, there was nothing to do but wait.. and so waiting was what Wade did, standing right by his hair ruffling mate. Suddenly it felt breezy around his hair and ears.

Walking into the classroom- yep, everyone was standing around. The desks weren't here. Tag shrugged. They were probably going to do an activity that would require them to not be cluttered or cramped in by furniture. No big deal.

Oh, and Anya- yes, Tag heard you. Tag was more than sure 'mo' meant moment but oh well. More shrugging. The Professor would be coming in sooner or later. An maybe with some big entrance. Last class he did seem a little showsy, not that it bothered Tag. We'll just stand against the wall and see what happens.