Ian slowly entered the classroom with the intent to greet the professor. When he looked at the professor, the professor looked very interested in the back of his eyelids and seeing how great a puddle of drool he could collect on the floor. Ian shrugged and scanned the room. It was a nice enough scene, however it brought him no particular joy. He actually felt a little grumpy having had come to this class.

He took a seat and soon decided what the professor was doing looked good and rested his chin against his chest and the soft sounds of his rhythmic breathing guided him to sleepytown.

Stairs.

They were quickly taking Oakey's spot as the bane of her existence and she was in a considerable amount of pain when she finally passed that particular obstacle. This is why she was maybe just on time for class. Not early, not late, just in the door before the class should have started.

Relief etched all over her face because she'd made it, the blonde glanced around before noticing Professor Fuller was sleeping. Just sleeping, not dead. There was definite snoring happening. Should she wake him? The thought crossed her mind but the distance it would have taken her to get to his desk and then to find her own desk seemed impossible and so she shuffled towards the nearest open seat instead.

Carefully sitting, the eighteen year old straightened up with a nice loud crack of her back and eyed the man. Gryffindors were sure to get loud without the Professor's supervision so hopefully that would be alarm clock enough.

Adi watched as more students trekked into the classroom, Bart included. It came as no surprise when the Gryffindor began shouting, trying to get Fuller's attention. Adi winced. Shouting was not good.

He was distracted by Lux's, Alex's and Bay's arrival mercifully. "Hey, guys!'' He grinned at them before turning to Sander. "My knees and elbows hurt but I hope we'll be learning something to help us get young again.'' Because Adi was tired of being an old man.

Charms.

Delilah had actually been looking forward to this class. It was her favourite subject, after all. Looking rather enthusiastic and a little excited, she entered the classroom... and stopped when she looked at Fuller. He was sleeping.. Wow, okay.

Biting her lip from laughing, she made her way to an empty seat near the front and sat down. She dropped her bag to the floor before leaning back against her seat.

... So. Could she take a nap too?

Ascanius really, really hated Charms and the Professor who was at the head of the class. So when he walked in, Ascanius didn't even notice that his Professor was sleeping. He didn't even give him a look in that general direction. He just kept his eyes straight ahead and made his way to his seat.

Sinking in, he leaned back in a bored fashion for a few moments before he realised that the rest of the class was causing a bit of commotion.

.........oh, so ugly needed beauty sleep? Pfft. Yeah, that wouldn't help him.

After all the talk lately about this weird disease that was going around the school and whether or not there would be a time limit on how long they all lasted before they - well, keeled over - Caleb was NOT in the mood for classes or homework. BUT he was trying to be optimistic. If they figured out what this was and got a cure, they would certainly need to finish the school year and he was NOT falling behind just because he got sick. That was for losers.

Apparently the professor wasn't very enthusiastic about classes either, cause he was SLEEPING. How unprofessional! Shaking his head, he took his seat and sighed as he pulled his materials out. This was going to be a longgggg day wasn't it?

Charms, charms, charms.

He really hoped today's charm was an easy one, because he really couldn't be bothered with the whole 'learning' lark. He entered the classroom, looked around a little for a potential pal to sit by and he noticed Ascanius, so he sat beside him. Because why the heck not? They were buds, right? Theo gave him a sup!nod but didn't say anything because talking in class was generally frowned upon. Didn't seem to stop most of the other students in THIS class, though.

He gave a few people a stare that basically translated to SHUT UP.

Oh, and the professor was asleep. Okay, cool, did that mean they were allowed to leave? All the more reason for the others to be quiet really. More stares and stuff. Don't wake the bloke up!

Why were there so many stairs?

She tried her best to fight the pain as she'd finally made her way into the Charms classroom, only to find that nearly everyone else was already there. She wasn't late was she? Oh no, she knew that the Professor would deduct points from her house if she were tardy! Panic-stricken, she immediately made her towards a desk and saw the Professor off in the distance.

OH NO-wait...is he....sleeping?

Was it his nap time? Taking a moment, she looked around at everyone else with a slight bit of confusion on her own face. In that scan her eyes settled on her very nice Quidditch Catapain, Mo & couldn't help but give him a very quick friendly & soft, "H-Hi Captain Mo.." Did he know what was wrong with the Professor? Did anyone know? Should someone go and stir him awake? Were they still going to have today's lesson? Josette figured she'd better follow everyone else's example and just find a seat, which she found towards the front/middle part of the classroom.

Just as she was sitting down, she'd noticed another familiar face she couldn't ignore. It was Ella, the really nice girl she'd baked cookies with. She was very nice. Did she know she was nice? She hoped she did. Josette even hoped that her father would think she was nice, because the first year definitely thought so. Almost instantly, she gave the older blonde a quick wave before whispering, "H-Hi....Ellaphant.." She couldn't help saying her nickname, besides Ella had said she could call her this, right? Right?

...Now...was someone going to wake the Professor?

..or would the Charms lesson be rescheduled?

...Perhaps the Professor needed a day off or something & didn't post anything on the noticed boards?

Anna walked into the class with a smile ready to say hello to her professor but... Was he sleeping? She gave a slightly puzzled look but sat down with a small smile, wondering what the class was going to be about... If there was class today, would he wake up in time for it? Annaleecia looked around, clearly she wasn't the only one there so she didn't miss something... This just seemed odd to her... And was it wrong of her to want to go up and wake their professor up? Just in case? Yeah... ok, maybe when it got closer to the time class was supposed to start.

As students continued to file into the classroom, Lux and Bay arrived and joined their friends. "Hi guys", Alex said in greeting them. "How are you doing?"

Then Louis entered the classroom and gave Alex a wave in passing. She waved back and mouthed "Hi" as he took his seat.

Sander asked Alex how things had been going. "Everything's fine", Alex replied. At this point, she figured that there was no use complaining about her aches and pains. Complaining didn't make them go away and seeing as though most of her friends had the same problems.....what was the point? "How have you been?, she asked her friend.

He wasn’t dreaming or anything. Just a deeeep, deep sleep, with brief images of various food items rolling through his barely-conscious mind. But then distant voices entered his thoughts. The voices sounded familiar, but he couldn’t make out what they were saying. Gradually, the voices increased in number and grew louder. He heard footsteps, too. Merlin, was he going mad? Growing old was bad enough, but now he was schizophrenic or something as well?!

With a startled snort, Piers’ feet dropped off of his desk and he shot up from his relaxed position and sat up straight in his chair. Blinking several times, his eyes adjusted to the light... and the dozens of children that were suddenly in his classroom. Oh, good. He wasn’t going insane. Piers looked at the clock with a rather dazed look. Ah, look at the time. Time for Charms.

Standing up slowly (so as not to break himself again), the Charms Professor wiped off a wet spot on his cheek, buttoned his blazer and strode up to the front of the class. He cleared his throat.

”Hello.”

This is awkward.

Time to focus. ”Uh, alright, everybody take a seat, settle down. Put on your happy faces.” Eyes to you, Ascanius. That kid had the stare of a thousand daggers, man.

Shaking his head, to wake himself up, Fuller pulled out a box from under his desk that contained several personal hand mirrors. ”Alrighty. As all of you have noticed, there’s something weird going on at Hogwarts this year.” This year, last year, every year ever, basically. ”Most of you have started aging prematurely. Wrinkles, grey hair, hearing loss, becoming nearsighted, breaking things... being particularly gassy.” Ringing any bells? ”Although we can’t fix it, we can do little things to help you look and maybe even feel younger. Because, let’s face it, you four-foot-tall grannies are kind of creeping me out.” And he hated feeling old, basically.

”Today I’m going to teach you some simple tips to keep yourself looking young and fresh. And for those of you who aren’t having this aging issue,” you lucky snotheads ”Yes, you still have to participate and, yes, this will still be beneficial to you and your friends. You can use these when you get older, or... teach them to your grandma or something.”

Picking up his wand from his desk, Piers gave the box of mirrors a swish and one mirror floated to each student’s desk in the classroom. As the mirrors landed on their desks, Piers walked over to the board and picked up a piece of chalk. But before he wrote anything he turned back to the class. ”First, let’s talk. For you old people, what do you find the most hindering about your current state? And those who aren’t affected by this plague, what do you find the most irritating about it? Your friends, your boyfriend, everyone is all wrinkly and slow! It’s gotta be a bit strange plantin’ a kiss on a bloke that looks like your grandfather.” Right? Right.

”Come on, tell me. What sucks the most? What do you wish you could change the most?” Because he would write them down. And then they would fix them.

OOC: Feel free to discuss! Class will continue in about 8 hours!

Anna looked at her professor clearly confused but looked around. She was one of the fortunate apparently, still seeming like a thirteen year old. She paused though, "Well, professor... I know my grandparent's always complain about their eye sight getting worse in their old age..." Would that work? Or was she supposed to be quiet since she didn't look like an old person? She twisted a blonde curl not really sure what to think at the moment with that... He never said that they couldn't answer right? But he'd asked for the older people's opinion... So was she wrong to be the first to say something about it?

Tessa hid her smile as the Professor shot up from his seat. Apparently he hadn't realized he had fallen asleep... it would have been more amusing if it hadn't been happening to her friends too.

As the class began, she listened closed and quickly raised her hand- she knew immediately what had been the most irritating thing for her. "Professor, the aches and pains in my joints plague me every moment. It's hurts to move, not to mention play Quidditch." And that was the worst thing of all. If she couldn't play Quidditch... well, there were only a few other things that kept her from sinking into total misery.

Tips to look young? YES, please! Oh this was going to be a very interesting lesson. Adi watched as a mirror floated onto his desk. He supposed those were for after they had put Professor Fuller's tips to use. He knew very well how he looked presently, thank you very much.

The Puffer raised his hand after Fuller was done talking. "Not being able to move around fast enough, Professor,'' he said instantly. Gray hair and wrinkles he could deal with to an extent but not being slow and tired for every small step he took.

Thank Merlin that class had started, because Lux could feel herself go red when Bay had come in and put his hand on her shoulder. She could not be around him right now after what had happened without wanting to crawl into a hole out of shyness and feeling awkward.

Ooh, question time. As she was one of the fortunate ones not to be infected, she did not have personal experience to go off of. Raising her hand, she offered an answer. "Well, the hearing loss thing sometimes gives me a headache. But I wouldn't really find it irritating. Just... headache inducing."

Sander was about to reply to Alex's question when Professor Fuller woke up and began to speak? What irritated him most about this whole illness thing? A lot!! But what irritated him the most? Sander paused to think even as he picked up the hand mirror and looked at his reflection looking back at him.

Tessa was aging more gracefully than he was. But then to him, she would always look beautiful to him, no matter whether she had wrinkles and grey hair. As for himself, that was another matter.

Sander reviewed all his current ailments and narrowed it down, until he had the worse of the worst. The one thing he wanted to fix first. Raising his hand he gave his answer.

"Professor, the thing that irritates me the most and the one I want fixed first is this achy, tired feeling. It's like I can't walk, sit or stand without feeling my bones aching. Whatever position I'm in, I can't seem to get comfortable." Sander told the Professor.

...and no he wasn't whining.

And, of course, the louder students were successful in waking the professor up. Did they know that they had ruined a perfectly good reason to blow off this class?

That didn't matter now, though, since class was starting. And yep, all that sounded familiar. Right down to the grossing out part. Which earned a semi-quite "Yeah," of agreement from Layla. Finally, someone had the guts to tell them.

And now they were getting mirrors. So hopefully, the rapidly aging would see what Professor Fuller was talking about. Mmhhmm. Layla used hers to make sure her make-up wasn't smudged. Nope, all good.

Something that sucks about the aging thing? "You already said it. Everyone looks so gross and creepy. Plus, gas and everyone yelling to be heard. They make hearing aids, you guys." Yep, that last bit was for the rest of the class' benefit.

Kace was grinning at the professor. He was too affected by the wrinkly and oldness plague that was going around, but he did have a grandmother who did complain about her old age. Kace gave the professor a confused look when he seemed to be interested in this topic. But he raised his hand and responded...

"Professor i know my grandma she complains about her hair color. She wishes it wasn't so grey all the time." Even though she could die it, it wasn't the same as it was back then when she was Kace's age.

Theo SIGHED hard when the professor woke up. Darn, he was hoping for a quick getaway, but whatever. His eyes were a bit droopy himself, and as soon as the professor mentioned something about the ageing situation, he wanted to switch off completely. It hadn't affected HIM so WHY did he even have to bother? He wouldn't use it on his grandma, either.

So, what sucked about it?

Theo picked up the mirror that was whooshed onto his desk and looked in it with his head tilted to the side. He gave the front of his hair a little ruffle and inspected his facial hair for a moment. Eh, definitely needed a shave. What was the question again? Oh. "It's sore on the eyes." Other people were, that is. He put his mirror down and tried to hold back his big GRIN.

He looked good and he was proud about it, okay?

Ian was deeply in a sleep. He was enjoying the idea of fishing with his dad and feeling the wind on his face and joy as the catch was coming in. Then an awful sound as the boat began to crash into an unseen object under the waves. He started awake screaming and observed that he was back in class and the professor seemed to be talking. He listened, trying to figure out what was going on.

Gassy. That part was Cutty's favourite. Not only other people's, but his own. He had the tendency of smiling everytime it happened. Ugh! So immature! The aging had also brought with it a full-length white beard so that the boy much resembled a learned elder and was then in a position to argue for more familial control within the household comprised of only he and his mother. So what was the downside for Cutty? His eyesight had weakened quite a bit, but he'd sent out for spectacles. Giving this some more thought, he casually lifted his left leg to release a silent-but-deadly fearing that this may be his last opportunity to do so.

Aww yeah!

He'd name that one Jezebel, cause she'd snuck out like a naughty girl.

Anyway, hand in the air as he thought of something which he did not particularly like about aging.



But then Adi said it quite clearly. H'mm. There were still other things that weren't too fantastic about it. Such as, "Falling asleep all random-like, Professor. It seems that the older we get the more sleep we need." And this was a negative thing to Cutty, because he saw it largely as a lovely way to waste time.

Louis picked up the hand mirror that landed on his desk and examined it with vague interest, more in an attempt to distract himself, until the professor spoke. What irritated him most about being fifteen in an eighty-year-old's body? How about EVERYTHING?

But. If he had to choose one thing...
Lou raised his hand. "Memory loss, professor," he said. "It's the worst. I find myself doing the same thing over and over again because I forget I just did it. I also forget where my classes are, it's rather..." Well. He'd said it. Irritating.

N'aw, Josie. Ella managed a proper smile for the younger girl when she arrived and whispered back, "Hey there!" Waveeee! The younger girl was really nice too, did she know? Ella was a definite fan.

And then Fuller was up. Ella raised her eyebrows slightly at how tired and just...old he looked. Not that she found it particularly shocking or anything. She was borderline grandma status at the moment too. It was just weird to see the attractive professor, well, looking so unattractive. He'd be losing fangirls soon if he wasn't careful.

Ugh, mirrors. Did she have to look at herself? Not that he skin was really wrinkly at the moment or anything. Culloden had helped her with that during the lesson. Still, she felt awful and that was enough to make her face look not so nice. Just saying. As for what she disliked most about her current condition, it'd be hard to narrow down. Maybe...

"I feel like I'm going to break. Like, if I fall I probably won't get back up. And the aches and pains aren't fun. Quidditch, y'know? These pains are becoming a problem."

Alec hadn't really been paying much attention to whatever it was that the others had been doing but he did notice Bart being... brave. And nice too. And... loud. He scrunched up his face and flinched a little at the loud noise. Could they pipe--

... JUMP.

BLINK. BLINK.

So Fuller was awake then? Awesome. And he didn't seem to be cranky either. More awesomeness. The idea of using a spell to make you look and feel younger sounded great. This meant that the aches and pains would go away, yeah? Especially the one in his lower back. And the idea of no wrinkles... ... this was an important spell. Yeah.

... Mirrors. He glanced at his reflection in the mirror but he didn't need to to answer the man's question. Frowning a little, he raised his hand in the air and said, "The aches and pains, yeah. Hindering. It's hard to play Quidditch and do patrols and with all the squinting..." ... This was bringing up some fears concerning Seeking so... he was going to continue on with something else. "The hair's not great either." Grey hairs, you know. Just... no. The idea of it being grey didn't sit well with this hair enthusiast.

Nigel would understand.

Oichi saw her reflection and just sighed as the professor put up mirrors so everyone could see their reflection to see the oldness of her and lots of others but it did not faze her, dhe was use to it as trrrible as it was. She then heard the professor say there were charms that could cover up parts of of the aging process to make them feel better and her face lit up. She then heard the professor say to vent our frustrations with the aging process. Oh thus was gonna be goid. Oichi raised her hand and responded, "I AM FINE WITH LOOKING OLD BUT THE ACHES AND ZPAINS ALONG WITH THE BRITTLE BONES IF AN OLD BODY MAKE IT DIFFICULT TO GET AROUND, ITS TIRESOME TO SAY THE LEAST",Iichi responded with no clue of how loud she sounded.