Michael was sitting a few feet away from Zahra and he was thinking about getting her attention but he remembered that he was supposed to be behaving himself this term so he instead flicked through his text book waiting for the Professor to start the lesson when he heard the Ravenclaw Prefect have a shot at his girlfriend.

He pulled a revealer out of his pocket and pegged it at the seventh years head. "OI! She was just saying hello."

His gaze went to Zahra and he wished he could lean over and give her a hug and tell her that she should just ignore the dufus. He was not worth it. But he figured he was probably going to get in enough trouble for throwing the revealer at the Prefect.

Didn't mean he wouldn't answer the question though. He raised his hand in the air without taking his eyes off Z. "They're dead but not."

DADA was always so weird as he’d heard from his elder brother Zack and the professors too. Nick was quietly sitting in the class listening to the professor weird accent and trying to understand what his brother meant when he told stories of his DADA class. I think I get it now and then the accent just disappeared. Why did she do that? he was all confused now which was the real accent.

Trying to concentrate on the class rather than the accent he thought about what professor asked about the undead. “Undead are the people who fear to come out in the morning. They don’t like brightness” that was all he knew he didn’t know anything else about them other than that they are not completely dead and not completely alive.

Then he was a funny professor dancing around and greeting the professor. Eeeewww what was that he removed from his pocket.

He should not have said that. He should not have said that. Right after he said that he saw it hit a nerve or something. He did not mean it like that. Sigh. And then he feels something hit the back of his head. Just great. It was her boyfriend. Noting surprising said by him and the eraser did not both him.

"Sorry Zahra" Nigel said meaning it. Loud Zahra was better than Quiet Zahra. That was probably because he was use to it.

Now why was Flameo dancing into the room like someone possessed. Maybe he enjoyed Zombies a little too much. The hand he pulled out of his pocket seemed to follow Nigel's theory.

It DID make sense, didn't it? Maddie nodded seriously to Freckles and then smiled at the Professor when SHE agreed. That meant she was right, yeah? Maddie LOVED being right. She was sort of sad they would be sitting instead of napping, though. She liked napping VERY much. Dima seemed to have decided HE was gonna nap anyway and the small brunette smiled a little. Marched to the beat of his own drum, Dima did. If he fell asleep, she'd totally make sure none of those undead things they were now talking about got to him. ALLIES, remember?

SO what DID undead mean? Maddie tapped her chin thoughtfully and then raised her hand. "S'like your DEAD but you're still moving like you're NOT dead. Your dead body still moves and stuff which is super creepy but also sort of neat because it goes against NATURE and stuff." PAUSE. "I'd much rather be a Ghost than a Zombie, though." YUP.

AND PROFESSOR TOP HAT HAD A ARM? O____O

...From out of his pocket.

... ... ...Talk about pick-pocketing gone wrong. MERLIN.

First the woman had an accent and then she didn't? Hello mild confusion.

Grayson didn't have much time to think about that because HELLO. They were going to be talking about the UNDEAD. Namely, zombies! And inferi! And man oh man, he KNEW that coming to this class was a good idea. Especially if they were going to be learning how to FIGHT these creatures. He was all up for that. Were they going to be learning about these kind of things more often? Oh please say yes.

Er, what was this about a FIELD TRIP? Had people gotten to fight these creatures? Unfair.

What did he know about the undead? Er, LOTS. And some people had already said some of the things he had wanted to say so he would only inwardly grumble about that. Anyways, he DID have an answer sooooo up went his hand. "They're usually charmed, yeah? Meaning that they can't really think for themselves. Or Inferi can't. Their sole purpose is to harm, maybe acting as puppets of the dark wizard who brought them back to life." Creepy as--

What in the name of merlin was the Astronomy professor doing here??

LOOOOOL. Look at the hand the Astro Professor had brought out. That was a GOOD way to scare people.

Bay smiled back to the Professor, she was always so nice to him.

Sitting down as she instructed he listened to her as she started to talk and then her accent was gone??? Before thinking his mouth opened "Professor…. errrrr… why are you talking differently?" he's always heard her with her accent… he had this sick feeling in his stomach that something bad was going to happen and he surely didn't want to be around when it happened. "can I fake being sick?" he wondered as he looked at the doors that were closed tightly..

and now Professor Flamsteed was here. His eyes moving back and forth to try to see what was going on. He heard Professor Romanos talking about the undead??? "ohhh noooo" Bay didn't want to say anything he let everyone else answer.. Yup this sixth year Lion was scared.

Oh, class had started & she was asking about...the undead? What did she know about the undead? Hadn't she read a book about the undead back home? Not only that, it seemed like some of them went on a field trip where they learned about it? As her brain was trying to scramble for some sort of an answer, she saw Professor Flamsteed...dancing in some strange way against the wall. It was pretty entertaining & Josie couldn't help but cover her mouth to prevent a laugh in fear of getting in trouble. But she watched him the whole time as he danced against the wall until he'd reached the front of the room.

After he'd done that, Josie had somehow managed to find an answer for the Professor. Yes, it was a book that was Titled..Necromancy. She slowly raised her hand asking, "Professor, is it true that they are immune to damages such as slashing, and have great physical strength, enough to kill a human or drag them away?" Not only that, "Is it also true that they're creatures of the dark that dislike the light & the heat?"

...Oh wait...

The undead? Ew.

Sophie got the creeps kind of thinking about that. What did she know about the undead, though? "I know they're creatures who are dead, but something has caused them to be able to move around and do things the living can do," she said, raising her hand. That was her best way of explaining things.

She also knew that zombies and vampires were undead, but she decided to just keep her answer short and sweet. She knew some of the professors didn't really like rambling.

Cutty was already speaking music to her ears with his confirmation that he had MOAR. That was beautiful in itself, was it not? Knowing that that sphinx wouldn't be the last of her chocolate dreams, eaten in the dead of night but not forgotten. If possible her grin spread wider. "Exotic sweets trade? I like the sound of this already. Of course you'll have to keep me posted on all new stock. I'll try everything at least once." And if she happened to like them--which was usually the case--it would become a regular occurrence. Naturally.

As for what she thought. "It was lovely. Just the right amount of milk added to the chocolate and it wasn't melting quickly either." Saved her from messy eating while she savoured the treat slowly. "The first was complementary but how much do you reckon you'll be selling them for?"



And here she found herself split between the two loves of her life. Sweets and DADA. As much as she wanted to carry on her conversation with Cutty for an eternity, her attention was swiped by the Professor who'd shut the door then gotten on to starting the lesson. How could she not pay attention? It wasn't like this was Muggle Studies or something useless like that.

Lex leaned forward, propping her elbow on her knee and resting her head in her palm. Her interest was officially peaked. Something that corresponded with the field trip? That epic one with just everything she'd hoped it would be, minus the Vipertooth dragons that never showed up? Neat.

Hearing the question, she was tempted to simply shoot her hand up but made the executive decision to give it some thought first...however little that would help her answer. "There's no use trying to reason with them so it's best to blast first and ask questions later."



What was Professor Airey doing here?

For a split second she'd gotten her hopes up that there'd be a mixed lesson like they had a bunch of last term but then she figured that was once in a lifetime and overly wishful thinking hoping her two favourite subjects would mix. Sigh.

Lex watched the man curiously as he made his way to the front of the class, not at all surprized by the manner in which he did it, til finally he was there--WITH THE ZOMBIE HAND!!

Could she hold it?

Agatha was too busy looking around as she listened to her classmates answer about zombies and all that creepy stuff when she felt a nudge and looked at Ethan. She was about to ask what he wanted when he gestured towards... Airey.

Oh, she knew that professor even though she had missed his first class, oops. That was the one that had gone with uncle Orsy and herself to Disney!! Agatha smiled amusedly as she watched him go up to professor Romanos and pull out an arm from his pocket. Wow. No wonder he got along with her uncle. They were both a bit odd, each in their own... odd way.

The undead? "They're dead, but they can do things that living things do," Penelope said. She really hoped that the lesson would not involve creepy undead things in the room.

What was Professor Flamsteed doing here? He had an arm in his pocket. Ew.

Tora didn't know anything about the undead. Or the plain dead in general unless you count ghosts, but even then she didn't know much. She really preferred to think about the living and other slightly less morbid things like that. However, she needed to say something in class, so she raised her hand and said the only thing she knew about the undead. "Didn't Harry Potter fight them? For a Horcrux?" she was fairly certain this was so, but it would be awkward if she had gotten her History wrong. She had always been awful at History of Magic. It never interested her as much as the present (or in the case of the stars, the far distant past.

Oh! Speaking of astronomy, Professor Flamsteed was here! This class just got a whole lot better. Tora knew her favorite teacher would be able to make even a yoga filled DADA class more interesting.

What do they know about the undead? C'mon, Professor, this was pretty basic. Basic stuff was basic. There really wouldn't be much of an answer coming from Tag, but he was going to say the first thing that popped into his mind, "They're not dead, professor." Tag said matter-of fact like and with a straight face on him. Totally serious over here.

Undead. Not dead. Undead. Just like that. Next question please.

ZOMG! WHAT WAS AIREY FLAMSTEED DOING HERE? Her mood improved significantly and she was truly smiling now. Nothing to do with the Astronomy Professor, no, of course not, not at all.

Wait, people were talking about... something? What were they discussing??

OH! The undead! Fun stuff, then. Hand raised ever-so-delicately, "The undead are... technically dead... people?... bodies. They're lifeless, in a way that their bodies don't work the way ours do anymore. Those "brought back to life"...," yes, she air-quoted, "...magically, serve a purpose. Like the inferi. The other kind, like zombies, just answer to a certain need." I mean, World War Z, anyone?

She probably shouldn't be smiling while answering, right? Lol, never mind.

Hazel was surprised at such a dark beginning to class. In her opinion, there was no better way to say, "Warning! You might get killed in this class!". So, what was this about the undead? Doesn't that pretty much just mean the opposite of dead, so alive? Because "un" means not and "dead" means... well, dead. She guessed that the intention was different, though. Like zombies? And inferi? But inferi were just dead puppets pretty much and they weren't alive. But then again, were zombies alive? They're not dead, but they're not alive, so they're... UNDEAD! She raised her hand. "Professor, isn't undead when you're not alive but you're not dead, kind of like zombies?" Maybe?

The undead? Oh Merlin. This was going to be a scary lesson, wasn't it? Caleb wasn't a fan of zombies or vampires or anything like that. He didn't know how muggles could make MOVIES about those things - it was terrifying! They were REAL!! Didn't they know that?

Biting his lip, he raised his hand. "Well, the undead can basically be willed to do the bidding of whoever has enchanted them to come back to life, which is creepy. When I go, I don't want to think I could be an agent of the next Lord Voldemort against my will, ya know?" he said.

While the undead sounded fun and Ascanius REALLY liked Romanos' class 'cause of looking reasons, Flammy showed up. What the heck, Flammy? All he wanted to do was have one class where he actually felt engaged and now Glitter Trousers was here.

....

Now he wasn't going to answer, yeah? Sure, he knew things about the undead. And not the muggle type, no inferi. 'Cause they fascinated him. Mostly darker wizards used them to do their bidding.

He didn't say ANY of this, though. He just glared at Flammy.

The undead? What a pleasant topic for the first lesson of the semester. Zander really had to search through his brain to find any facts about them... or those... or whatever you call the undead? "Well, I think mummies count as undead. They were dead humans that were wrapped up and then became 'undead' and like walk around and haunt people and stuff. They're really popular in, uh, horror movies and stuff." Right Professor? Right? The undead are scary. Mummies, vampires, gouls, zombies. Ew.

Oh? Had he not noticed from the previous year? She'd done so quite often during lessons.

"So everyone may understand what I am saying, Mister Bay." she replied in what would be her usual welcoming warmth. "It has come to my attention in the past that the accent isn't so suitable for class discussions."

Nothiiiing to worry about.



They go 'uuunnnnnhhhh!'

"Sometimes, yes, Mister Hazelwood." she said through chuckles. Alrighty then. That answer...happened.

Slowly nodding her head as the answers came in, her gaze fell on a particular Ravenclaw. Didn't quite blend in with the crowd in that position. "Do keep those eyes open, Mister Toussaint." Laying down wasn't against the rules, but sleeping was. "Good. Good answers. You're all...more or less...right. And yes, Miss Gallaway, I do believe Mister Potter had fought inferi for a horcrux. However, there is more than one type of...undead..."

Before she could elaborate on the student's excellent answers though...

She'd noticed the astronomy professor during the second, slightly long, half of his performance.

Eyebrow raaaaaaaaaaaise. OHMYGOSH. What.

All but snorting, her shoulders shook from laughter as her nose somewhat wrinkled up from the sight of the hand. He had that in his pocket this whole time? "Why thank you." she smiled, reaching out to take the dead flesh but...no. Mission aborted. It was gross. "It'll surely come in...handy."

SPEAKING OF WHICH!


"Does anyone, who hadn't gone on the field trip, know what type of undead this arm came from that Professor Flamsteed is generously holding?"

Cris blinked and then frowned when Professor Romanos pointed out the greying, decaying arm Professor Flamsteed was holding in his hand. Cris' first thought was how did he even get hold...no pun intended....of said arm. Then next thought was how could he get one of his own...

But that was a question for a later time, refocussing on the arm at hand...again no pun intended, Cris raised his own and was about to give his answer before he realized Professor Romanos had posed the question to those who hadn't gone on the field trip.

So he lowered his arm and waited to hear what the others had to say.

Awww, that was nasty! Kate wrinkled her nose at the dead arm. Why had the astronomy professor brought that into class? Surely they didn't really need a visual on dead body parts. When Professor Romanos asked the question, she had a pretty good idea of the answer. Four brothers meant Kate had seen enough horror movies to know what a zombie was supposed to look like. She raised her hand. "Is it from a zombie?"

Adi couldn't stop grinning at all the puns Professors Flamsteed and Madea were making. He found the arm quite cool though. Those who went on that field trip must have had a really fun and exciting time. Once again he felt totally disappointed of not being able to join them.

"Inferi perhaps, Professor?'' the boy said with his hand in the air.

What was Professor Flamsteed DOING? O____O

It was hard for Lux to keep her eyes off of the man when he was dancing into the classroom holding an ARM. Sweet Circe. He really was a peculiar person, and that was part of why she liked him so much.

Raising her hand, she tried to guess what kind of undead said arm he was holding came from. "Would that be a zombie?"

There was NO way she'd miss professor Airey's little performance. It was AIREY. Beverly's hands shot up and clasped over her mouth to stifle a giggle. Bravo! Lovely...dance-twitchy thing there.

Tearing her eyes from Airey, she lowered her hands to her lap, and pretended as if she hadn't giggled at all. Cool Beverly here. Noticing the-- Was that an arm? The Slytherin blinked, raising her hand slowly.

"...That's a zombies arm." Not an Inferi, right? But like, a zombie-zombie? She did watch an epically ancient Dawn of the Dead film with Kennedy. That thing sort of resembled something from it.

Undead? What exactly had she missed on that trip? Penelope was already okay with not going, but this made it seem even more okay that she hadn't.

It meant she was allowed to answer this question too, but a few already had, and she didn't feel like repeating one of the answers since her first thought was a zombie too, especially seeing how Flamsteed came in. She was pretty sure she'd seen that somewhere before... But anyway, her hand stayed down, simply listening to what the others were answering.