It had been hard enough to drag herself from her duvet today, and the fact that the windows were open and it was chilly meant it took all of Charlie's strength to actually enter the classroom and not run all of the way back to the Ravenclaw tower. She wanted more sleep.

With a nod to the Professor, Charlie stifled a yawn behind her hand and made her way to a mat, curling her legs up underneath her near to Lex and the Head Girl. Had some kid mentioned nap time? Yes, she'd like that very much.

Marigold made her way into what she was sure would be an interesting class. Maybe they could do some spells, instead of just theory, yeah? She smiled as she passed the professor. "Hi, professor. How are you?" she said. She scanned the room for friends. Whatever, everyone was her friend! BEAM.

Another chilly weather. What's with the weather? Its not even winter yet.

Defense Against The Dark Arts. Its one of the classes that she's looking forward to. She couldn't wait to learn how to defeat dark creatures and dark magic. The eleven year old entered the DADA class with a smile on her face despite the cold weather. "Good Morning, Professor." And what's with the mats? Were they going to learn how to defeat the bad guys with a mat?

It was starting to get a little chilly out. Not that Ascanius noticed, yeah? Since he had gotten back he had been so focused on everything and was almost wired throughout his day. Get up, do his thing, go to bed. No time to notice things like the weather. Pfft.

Slipping into the classroom, he nodded at Professor Romanos, "Hello Professor." Look up, look down. "You look lovely."

Tora ambled into Defense Against the Dark Arts. She didn't love the class, she didn't hate it. She thought all the yoga like stuff was weird. Still, she gave a friendly smile to Professor Romanos and a "Good morning, Professor," before dropping her messenger bag on one of the mats closest to the windows. She liked the chill breeze coming through the window, it woke her up and (surprisingly) made her relax a bit. Maybe it was just the smell of autumn that did that. She sat down on her mat to wait for the start of class.

It was some relief that the mats were out again, and Mo made a beeline for one in the middle of the room, but off to one side. He was eager to have a chance to do more yoga, especially since he'd been schooling his team in it all last term and they'd picked up yoga Wednesdays again this term just to stay in shape. Perhaps he should invite the professor to join them?

"Good day, Professor," Mo nodded politely at the woman as he slung his bag down to the floor. He didn't want to interrupt her, but a greeting was only proper.

Defense Against the Dark Arts. This one was of his favorite classes. Plus the teacher was pretty cool. As he entered the classroom, he noticed the Professor was there plus other students. He smiled warmly towards the professor and said politely, "Good morning Professor, I hope your summer was well.." He saw his mat on the floor and decided to sit pretzel style on it. It felt good having the autumn breeze blowing through the windows. Plus he did like the light come through and lighten up the room.

He began to stretch and relax himself. He was stretching out his legs and arms since they did feel a little tense.

Defense Against the Dark Arts had been one of the classes Sophie was initially really excited to take before she came to Hogwarts, but it had proved to be pretty underwhelming thus far in her Hogwarts career. She had high hopes that a new year meant new opportunities for it to be loads of fun, though, until... she entered the classroom and saw the yoga mats again. Bummer.

She didn't mind that Romanos incorporated yoga stuff into her teaching, but it was kind of... meh. Sophie liked the tradition of Yoga Wednesdays with the Ravenclaw Quidditch team. Just once a week. That was enough.

Offering Romanos a smile at the front of the classroom - she wasn't a rude kid - Sophie greeted, "Good morning, professor," and pounced on the yoga mat nearest Mo's right side. Hi, Mo.

Kate was excited for this class, despite knowing absolutely nothing about it. That just meant more things to learn. As she walked into the classroom, she did a double take. Stools and yoga mats? Apparently "normal" class set-ups weren't something that Hogwarts people were familiar with. She wasn't complaining, desks weren't exactly fun, but it would be nice for something to be the same as at her old muggle school.

As she was still sort of tired, Kate decided that she better sit at a desk-stool-thing. She didn't want to fall asleep during class. Dropping her bag on the floor next to a desk in the back, Kate sat down and waited for the learning to start.

More and more people were streaming in. Ethan, Lily, Marigold, Grayson, Lucy, Adi, Kace, and Charlie each got waves as they entered the classroom. it was good to see so many people here early in the morning, and the sooner they started the better.

Jasmine and Cris joining her made her even happier. "Hey, guys!! Are you all as excited to start as I am?" This class was awesome, and she couldn't wait to learn more about Defensive spells. "Yes, the set up always has mats," she told Jasmine with a smile.

And now Bay was here too. "Bay!!" She wanted to hug him, but figured it was best not to until after they had left class.

Norah rubbed her eyes as she walked into the classroom, hoping she was entering an exciting class to help wake her up. Woah, they were sitting on the floor? COOL! She smiled at the adult seated at the front of the room, and said "Hello, professor" as cheerily as she could.

She looked around the room, stifling a yawn, and spotted a familiar face on one of the purple mats. Hey, she knew her! It was the girl who she had talked to at the feast! Norah navigated her way through the mats to sit down next to the girl. What was her name again? She recalled someone calling her Goldilocks, but even though she was blonde Norah didn't think the girl seemed like a Goldilocks to her. At least she didn't seem like the type to be as picky as the girl in the story. She beamed at the girl, suddenly more awake, and said "Hello!" What was it? Ooooh right! Marigold! "Do you mind if I sit here, Marigold?" she asked, gesturing to the mat beside her. She might as well show she rememberedish the older girl's name, right? Right. And anyway, maybe since she was older she could give Norah some help in this class, because she definitely had no idea what was going to happen.

This was different. Then again, when were things ever normal at Hogwarts? Gwen hadn't had a single class this term besides potions where normal desks and chairs were used. "G'morning," she greeted the professor, snagging a mat and stool-thing in the middle row. Gwen was a middle sort of kid. She didn't like being front and center, but she didn't like sitting in the back branded as a slacker either. So middle it was.

It was freaking cold outside. Why were the windows open? Gwen was going to have to start wearing a heavier jacket to classes, even if they were inside. Apparently some professors had no concept of heat. She shivered a little, zipping up her jacket and tucking her hands into her pockets.

Cutty stopped short before entering the Defense against the Dark Arts class. He quickly surveyed the area and took a space over by Cambridge. "Good morning, Professor Romanos." He formally greeted the Professor. He at one point, did not find DADA to be amongst his favourite classes, but it was useful in it's own way and he'd shifted toward more neutral feelings.

"Hello Alexa. Did you happen to receive my delivery? I gave it to a first year of your house. I hope she passed it over to you in it's undisturbed condition?" You know, like she didn't eat it or open it to sniff it or anything like that.

If there was one thing she had to thank Medea Romanos was... yoga. Not even protective spells. It was Dylan who taught her the Patronus Charm and that was so helpful, Oakey was probably there too, but that's not important. And less Airey time was not welcomed, either.

So, yes, yoga.

That was enough to make Lottie smile at her as she stepped inside. "Morning, Professor," cue not-so-genuine-(but appearing to be so)-smile. And soon enough she had taken her place by a mat. Mmhmm.

Lex had only vaguely been paying attention to the others as they walked in. There was the occasional rise of her brow but that was all the indication she was paying attention to anything at all. Most of her focus was on the lesson to come. Lots of ideas flittered around in her head but none seemed to be legit enough...or safe enough for that matter. Not to say safety was a big concern of hers but you know others, whiners the whole bloody lot of them.

The appearance of her candy dispenser next to her was enough to get her paying proper attention. Lex nodded a greeting in response to his own. Her brows crinkled at his question before it finally clicked.

"OHHH! Oh that and her." A wide grin spread across her face. "I did recieve it in good condition yes and have been meaning to ask what it's for and if you've got anymore." It was a brilliant invention with chocolate. Definitely.

He really hadn't even noticed the chilly air of the autumn morning until a little shiver ran down his back and made him shudder a bit.

Dec shook it out, starting from his hips up to his head, and then let his eyes wander around the classroom as the cluttered sounds of more students coming in filled the room. That's when he caught the head nod from Cris. Oh, head nod to you too, sir! And here have a small wave, too! He looked over Jasmine and waved to her too, since she was near him. Then, he looked to his side to see Lily sit near him, another wave, "Hey, Lily. How's it going?". Peru trip reunion!!

He also spotted his cousin, Marigold (WAVE!) and his new fellow puff friend, Kace (WAVE!). HECK, MORNING WAVES FOR EVERYONE! HelloHelloHelloHelloHello! Looks like the Hufflepuff was kicking in.

So then, little Angel Valentine was trust worthy. At least when it came to this. He would have to give her a pat on the head or something that echoed the semblance of friendship when next he saw the girl.

Alexa's grin was infectious, and even if it weren't, Cutty would still be smiling in return at the words she had chosen to say next. "Of course I've got more. Over the summer I've got to visit my grandmother and my father, and since they're both in different countries I thought I might as well take advantage of it and start dealing in the foreign and exotic sweets trade. What did you think of it?" How was the quality of chocolate?

Silas entered the classroom, curious and excited for today's lesson. The last Astronomy lesson was better than he expected from a subject he wasn't very good at, so the Defense Against the Dark Arts lessons had him very eager. He didn't much like that he wasn't very good at things like Astronomy or Arithmancy, but Defense Against the Dark Arts was something he was good at, and something he liked. Well, for the most part.

Making his way to one of the mats, he offered the Professor a wave and a smile, still to shy to greet her out loud. Silas put down his bag and folded himself down onto one of the mats, distracted and refreshed momentarily by the breeze from outside.

Adi noticed Lux waving at him. He grinned broadly and waved back to his fellow Puffer and third year. Yes, it's great to see you too, Lux!
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The boy had just taken up position on a mat next to Leah when his best friend strolled in. Well, not strolled in. More like walked in with a serious look on his face. Why didn't the guy smile or grin much? "Heya, Dragon,'' Adi responded, grinning at being called a Hippogriff. Yes, his friend knew all about his fascination with the creatures.

Angel smiled as she walked into the classroom, but the smile soon vanished from her face when she saw mats, what were they 5, she remember at primary school they didn't trust the little one's with seats so they got forced to sit on mats or on the floor which wasn't cool and she hadn't liked it then and probably wouldn't like it now, but she would do what she was told. "Morning Professor." Angel said, she really wanted to know why the mats were there.

It was finally starting to occur to Penelope how important NEWTs were. Took nearly seven years, but she was finally feeling like taking school stuff seriously. Or at least more seriously than she had in the past. Those tests were almost scary when she thought about them too hard...

But it was time for a lesson so she needed to just focus on it right now. Especially since it was one she usually enjoyed.

"Hi, Professor," she greeted the woman with a nod before finding a mat to sit on.

Ooooooh goood! She gave a little finger wave to the first student to arrive, which just so happened to be Lux. "Good morning, Miss Carrington. I'm vonderful, thank you. I hope you had a pleasant summer." It seemed like a summer that would be pleasant.

Oh, yees, she was sure this was one of the new tranfers. Apart from the other not soon to be forgotten events during the opening feast, this one's sorting had given quite the first impression. "Good morning, Mister Mordaunt." she smiled to the young lad with a short nod. Best hope his attention didn't wander in class.

The sixth year may have been new to the school, but Medea already knew her quite well. "Good day, Miss Guidry. A pleasure to haff you in class." Brownie points for the summer trip having not scared off the students? Or bored them to tears and fears of attending lessons.

"Good morning, Miss Edayson." she smiled, adjusting her lotus position momentarily. Just in the nick of time to get an itch on her foot.

Great.

"Good morning, Miss Wayne." It was always nice to see familiar faces.

While familiar faces were pleasant to see, she was thrilled to see just who the new students were. He was the Scabior boy, wasn't he? Baring questions. Goodness, she hadn't been asked that question in a long while. "I vouldn't..."

Oh? With the pair of first years joining in, eyebrows raised a little. Mostly...out of amusement.

"Technically, being vell rested does give you an advantage." Ahem. "Good morning to you all."

Alas! "Good morning, Miss Somerland. Congratulations on being chosen for Head Girl."

And for accepting it too!

Only a few of the students whom had joined the trip had arrived already and she was already wishing it was still summer. "Good morning, Mister Hazelvood. It's vonderful to see you in class." Just...

Don't hurt yourself. Oh my.

She had to really listen to what the sixth year was saying. Well, honestly it wasn't that hard. Even whispers were easy to hear in such an arena. "I'm doing very vell, thank you. It's vonerful to haff you in class." He'd done very well during the summer trip. The class shouldn't be too much of a trying time for him.

After somehow getting that itch on the bottom of her foot fixed...or maybe she'd just been imagening it, who knows, she smiled up at the second year who had JOGGED into the arena. Well, goodness! Don't see that every day! Least not with students who weren't late. "Good morning, Miss Abbott. It vos nice, yes. Thank you."

"Good day, Miss Andrews." She smiled and nodded to the second seventh year to arrive. Which was wonderful in any case. She could save the emotional thoughts of this being their final year till the end of the year.

...Yo?

She chuckled under her breath a little, shoulders shaking somewhat to keep it in, though the smile on her face said otherwise. "That's vonderful, Mister Hirase. If you need any help, just let me know."

They had a plentiful amount of first years this term from the looks of it. Or they all just showed up early. Either way, it was a wonderful sight to behold. "Oh, it's vonderful to meet you, Miss Peterfield." That name...didn't roll off her tongue right. No matter.

Just look it up later.

And the third seventh year to show up.

"Good morning, Mister Barrington." she smiled warmly to the Ravenclaw, giving a short and welcoming nod.

Oh! One of the more happier greetings she'd recieved that morning so far, despite the...conditions. "Good morning, Mister Rehman!" she greeted just as brightly. She couldn't deny, it perked her up a bit.

And...that was perhaps one of the more polite greetings this morning. They were all polite of course, but just something about it... "Good day, Mister Atreyu." Though, what a fun nickname to have. Hippogriff? Did she hear that correctly?

And the loudest of greetings went to...

"Good morning, Miss Kettleburn." she chuckled lightly, giving a little finger wave to the fourth year in return.

Oh dear, it wasn't that chilly in the arena was it? Shifting on her mat, her eyes may have narrowed a little as she focused on the temperature, but, even then, it was fine. Cold, but not awful. Or maybe she was just used to it. "Good morning, Mister Vhitlock." she smiled to the boy.

"Good morning, Mister Bay." she smiled warmly to the Gryffindor.

"Good morning, Miss Hapgood." she gave a little nod to the Slytherin.

Oh, now there was a somewhat grumpy expression entering the arena. Although, she'd missed the previous smile the girl had, yet she didn't miss the new one! A gold star for the attempt! "Good morning, Miss Newell."

"Gooooood morning, Miss Cambridge." she smiled to the sixth year, adding an extra little song like tone to her greeting.

Oh dear. A good handful of the students didn't look like they could make it to the start of the lesson, much less finish it without falling asleep. "Try to keep those eyes open, Miss Czesanka." Or else, unpleasant consequences.

Like jumping jacks.

"Good day, Miss McAlistor." she smiled to the fourth year. "I'm doing fine, thank you."

"Good morning, Miss Messer." More first years! Yeeess!

The fourth seventh year to show up. Small handful of students, a great fistful of emotions. Such happy thoughts that it was only the beginning of the term and not the end. "Good morning, Mister Stark." she nodded sligtly to the seventh year. Although, she could perhaps do without all that...looking. "Oh, thank you."

"Good day, Miss Gallavay." She smiled a bit extra as she spoke. Hehe, that rhymed. Though she was surprised to see the fourth year taking a seat NEAR the window. Quite frankly, those were going to be the only seats left soon enough.

Oh, now how could she forget Marcus' greetings? Always so polite. "Good morning, Mister Branxton." Another seventh year to add to the list. The list could stop growing now. Goodness. Five was enough to be saying goodbye to at the end of term.

"Good day, Mister Lecium." she greeted with a small nod, noting the stretches he was doing. "It vos splendid, thank you."
"Good morning, Miss Brown." she smiled warmly to the third year. Ahem. The cold was making it a little difficult to smile now. Her cheeks were actually hurting. Guess one could smile too much...given the right conditions.

She'd lost count of how many first years had arrived. "Good morning." she perked up, having caught herself becoming a little slouched over the past few minutes.

In all honesty, she had to glance down the staff table at the start of term feast when this youngster's name had been called. Though any relation to the librarian was squished due to the difference in spelling of last names. "Good morning, Miss Kittredge." she smiled.

"Gooooood moooorning." she somewhat sang, giving a little finger wave to the second year as she passed by.

It could never be said that Hogwarts didn't have polite students. Goodness. "Good morning, Miss Mordaunt."

"Good morning, Miss Visteria." she smiled to the sixth year before checking the...

Oh. Right. No watch.

Smiling, she gave a wave back to Silas, not minding the more quiet greetings.

In fact, they could be some of the best at times.

Mmhmmmm. Which one...was this one?

"Good morning." she smiled warmly to whichever of the Valentine kids she was. Aubrey or Angel?

It should have been around the time they started the lesson, right? She may have had no watch, but the feeeeeeeeeling...it was a feeeeeling that they were to start the lesson. "Good morning, Miss Greenvell." She smiled to the seventh year, inwardly sighing. Another one to miss by the end of the year. Goodness gracious.



Standing up, she took out her wand and flicked it to the double arena doors. They slowly creaked shut and closed with a soft rumble that echoed throughout the room. "Now is a good of time as any to start. Do be seated, please. Don't vorry...ve'll become varm soon enough."

Re-holstering her wand, she took a deep breath and smiled. What a wonderful turn out today. Though she supposed it was time to lose the accent as well. "I do hope you all had a lovely summer. I'd noticed on our curriculum there was a particular subject we are to go over that corresponded with this past summer's field trip .I hope you don't mind. I've moved the subject up to today."

Cue the grin. "So...what...do we know...about the undead?"

Lux beamed at the Professor. She was so nice. "I had a wonderful summer, thank you." And now it was time for class to begin which was very exciting. Though, she was not sure she liked the topic of the undead.

Wait, what? Where had the accent gone? O_O

Blinking, Lux raised her hand to answer the question. "Well, I know that they are creepy." Maybe a little bit on the obvious side, but it WAS true. She couldn't be faulted for that.

The undead? That they hid in dark caves guarding hidden Peruvian treasure!! Cris thought to himself. But since he was back at Hogwarts and Defense Against the Dark Arts class, he decided to remain on topic.

Raising his hand he gave his answer.

"Professor the undead are otherwise zombies or the Inferi. They are the dead who are brought back to some semblance of the living used mainly for the sole purpose to harm others. I guess they can be considered dark creatures, merely existing because a necromancer brought them back from the death ."

The undead.......oh, flashback to Peru. That was not particularly a topic that Jasmine wanted to reflect on. Reluctantly she raised her hand and said, "Zombies are known as the living dead" [B"]Inferi are dead bodies that have been reanimated."[/B]