Marisol had never experienced a combined class before, but she'd really enjoyed CoMC in her last lesson. Charms didn't seem like something she'd be as good at. And why was the lake frozen? The Spaniard didn't do so well in cold. She was used to the mild Sevillian winter temperatures. This, in comparison, sucked.

"Hello," she said to her professors. Marisol acted like nothing bothered her, though she really wanted to wrap one of those blankets around herself. "I am Marisol." She'd already said this to Professor Thompson, so that was mostly directed to the Charms dude. What was this, a beauty pageant? The instructors were both dressed not in robes, but fancy Muggle apparel. On that note, Mari awaited further instruction.

Angel & AJ
 

Norah was grateful for her thick cloak and scarf as she walked down to the Black Lake on the crunchy, frosted grass. Giving the professors a grin as she passed, she waved a glove-clad hand and called, "Hello, professors." She beamed at the puff of white air that clouded from her mouth as she spoke, and proceeded to exhale lungfuls of air to admire the dancing white puffs. It was like being a DRAGON, she wanted to shout, but didn't because she was sure the old her students would appreciate her outburst. Their loss, though, because being a dragon was PRETTY awesome, yep. Making her way towards the cluster of students, she rubbed the biting cold from her nose before shoving her hands back in her pockets and waiting for the lesson to start.

He hated the cold. Thus, why Mr. Mordaunt looked ten pounds heavier than normal with the excessive bundling. Cutty spotted the lake frozen over and near to it winged horses and carriages. He wondered if the sight would feel familiar to Whitty as he crunched over to the lake and inspected it further. Was this done magically? It was cold, but not yet enough that the ice would be as thick as it was. Quite well done.


Cutty soon joined the class gathering nearby and sat upon the ground taking advantage of the free blankets. "Hello Professors Fuller and Thompson.", he greeted his teachers. Magical Equines, right? Where was Fern Quimbley? Cutty thought of her as something of a horse.

Lol, you kill me woman!
 

Oh Merlin!!

The things she came out with. Michael worked furiously not to burst into laughter. "So that's why my face is so red." He tipped her a wink before finally succumbing to the snickers.

He saw the look she was giving him and he immediately unwrapped his scarf, thinking that's what she wanted. "Here you go." He said holding it out to her.

It was lucky for Z that he liked her so much because it wasn't until he took off his scarf that he realised how cold it actually was. Maybe he needed to start doing some jumping jacks.

Michael's gaze followed hers and he spotted the winged horses as well. "You think you can handle such a big horse?" He knew that she could, he just liked getting a reaction out of her.

Bay was glad he made it before the Professors arrived. but he started to get worried because he over heard some people talking about winged horses? "what the blood hell are they talking about?" was this class a full of crazy students or what.

trying to find his group of friends he said his hello's to the professors "Hello Professors" he said while spotting Lux and some others as he made a beeline towards them.

Cutty too!
 

The lake was frozen, it was quite a sad thing to see. Beverly rather liked the water and swimming and skipping rocks and--not fishing. That was an old people's sport. Wrinkling her nose at it and huddling her thick cloak securely around her, she didn't place much importance as to why the lake was frozen solid. It was obvious magic had something to do with it.

The lake became LESS of an importance once her eyes landed on the WINGED HORSES. OH MY MERLIN. WINGED HORSES. The girl almost broke out into a beam at the sight of them. Almost because just as fast, her excitement was half way extinguished when she met white eyes peeking from behind the professors. Her throat went dry.

"Whoa," she whispered lowly. Finding a spot near and somewhat thick kid, she double-backed. She knew that head. Her ever observant skills tingled. Taking step to the side, she got view of his profile. Sitting on a blanket and wrapping another around her (yes, she took TWO), she poked his fluffy side. Squishy. How many layers was he wearing?

"A bit nippy, isn't it, Mordaunt?" she said in form of greeting. Beverly couldn't blame him, she HATED the cold. Her eyes darted back to the professors and the Thestral. Did he see what she saw? HMM?

It was cold, and Mo was very tempted by the blankets that were available. Not for sitting, but for wrapping up into a very warm Mosef-burrito. In fact, he stared at the blankets rather too long before remembering where he was and what he was about. Both of the professor got a polite nod (even Pierson who stole girlfriends) and a small smile. "G'day, Professors. It's awfully chilly..."

But enough about the weather. Those were flying horses. HE LIKED THOSE THINGS, OKAY? Mo glanced around wildly for anyone to be excited with him. Where was Girlfriend?

What cold weather? Psh. That kind of cold is the usual temperature back in his old school, so the boy wasn’t bothered at all. He did dress warmly of course, because getting sick was a no-no for him. On his way to the Black Lake, he jogged to where his classmates were assembled, but his eyes were on the winged horses. WINGED HORSES. FROZEN LAKE. Were they going to have a race over the frozen lake?

He turned to where two men were standing and greeted them. “Good day, Professor Thompson!...Hello…sir.” Ethan gave the CoMC professor a wave and the other man a nod. This was going to be his first time attending Charms, and he forgot to check who the other man was. Whoops.

Why was it so cold? Even wearing her warm winter clothes on, Penelope still felt cold. Where she had come from in California, the weather was always warm and sunny, even in winter. "Hello professors," Penelope sat down on a blanket, trying to stay warm.

Joint lesson, eh? She liked the sound of this. Especially with one of the lessons being her favorite. And she did like Charms, who didn't? There's no joy bigger than learning new cool incantation, especially for one of age who could show off in the presence of their sibling. HA! So she had all the motivations to go there.

So after adding a couple of layers beneath her robes, the seventh-year headed out to where the lesson was. Wait? Where exactly did it see on the notice board? Well, she couldn't remember but it wasn't hard since she could see other classmates heading to the grounds as well. She could just follow them hoping they weren't following the HG. Heh.


And she arrived! Good for her fellow classmates who knew where they coming.

The snake's eyes lingered on the frozen lake and the winged horses. YES! SO COOL! "Good day, professors," she greeted the two looking men with a beam before plopping down on one of the blankets.

Right.

Awkward.

Yes.

West showed up but he kept his mouth shut and did not make eye contact with either professor. For reasons.

He DID see the Thestral though, and wondered if it was one of the ones he'd fed raw meat to with Kat.

West tugged his scarf up around his ears a bit more and silently waited near the back since he could see over the heads of practically everyone anyway.

Normally, Dora wouldn't have attended this lesson. It was part creatures, which she wasn't taking, and it was... well it was a class. She'd didn't actually need these what with this being her NEWT year and all. But she had planned on taking a walk outside anyway to get away from everyone that was horded up in the castle thanks to the cold, and the professors were hot, so why not?

Not to mention she'd been hiding out in her dorms for too long anyway. It was about time she showed her face more in these lessons. Hands in the pockets of her robe, she approached the class silently, a slight nod in the direction of the professors her only greeting as she stood waiting for the lesson to begin.

Covered with her warm clothes and with her two rats warm and hidden in her pocket she walked toward the other students and stood still, it was cold and she hated cold! So, without saying anything she walked past the teachers and didn't looked at anybody in special, not even at the carriages before her, she wanted that the lesson would start because it was cold and she wanted to warm herself, and standing or sitting still wasn't a good way to get warmer...

Her sister finally made it over and she with her was Leah. Why was her sister hiding behind her? "Come sit down on the blanket next to me." Animals could sense fear ya know?

Turning her attention to the Hufflepuff. "Those winged horse looking things lined up over there." She was pointing in the direction that they all stood. AJ did not see the threstral though.

Cassia too
 

She wasn't late yet was she? Oh please tell her she wasn't! That's all that kept running through the twelve year old's frantic mind as she sprinted towards the Black Lake where the lesson was supposed to be held today. Not only that, it was definitely more chilly than she was anticipating, not to Josie's liking. It wasn't that she hate winter, it was just too cold. But all thoughts of that cold had disappeared when she'd finally reached the lake where she saw Professor Fuller & Professor Thompson, with the rest of the class.

It hadn't started yet! She wasn't late! What a relief! She quickly gave a slight out of breath, but soft greeting, "Good morning P-Professor F-Fuller..Professor T-Thompson.." She smiled quickly before going to stand by one of the blankets waiting for the lesson to begin. As she did so, she took notice of blankets all around her, probably for the students to sit on. But Josie had other things in mind. Instead she collected the blanket & wrapped it around her tiny shivering body. After doing so that was when she took notice of the winged horses everywhere.

Oh wow..they were certainly quite majestic.

So, cool. Charms and Care of Magical Creatures was a joint class. That meant there was one less class to attend today, since two of them were being combined. With any luck, the homework would be combined, too, and that would be one less assignment to do. Better yet, maybe there'd be no homework at all, which would be much more preferred by Sophie.

She approached the lake, noting right away that it was frozen over. So why were they out here and not in the warmth of the castle? Looking around again, she saw the winged horses. Oh, right. Those weren't exactly castle pets. Mmkay, so what first?

Including Jasmine, Bay and Lux and anyone else who wants to join in
 

Standing and trying to stay warm, Cris was glad to see his friends approaching. When they were all gathered together, Cris sat down on the blanket with the rest. "Did you see the Winged Horses, especially that Thestral? Do you think we'll get to ride them bareback?" Cris whispered to the others.

"If given a chance, I would love to ride the Thestral. Which ones would you choose?"