Thornton shuffled into the classroom, his slippers just slightly too big for him. He blinked once, twice, three times looking at the professor in her pajamas. He looked down at himself, either the most properly pajama'd child in history, or the tiniest, youngest looking old man.

"What on earth is a snap cup," he whispered to himself. Walking over to a pillow and staring dumbly at it for a moment - sit... on the floor?? - he set his bag down and pulled out his quill. While he considered what to put in the snap cup - still unsure what it was - he decided to start with tea.

Pouring himself a cup, he considered. What was he proud of? Father had always said, most of all, to be proud of where he came from. But after his first few days at Hogwarts, he wasn't so sure.

He walked up to the snap cup, balancing his tea in one hand. Writing quite precisely, he put the only thing that came to mind and dropped it in the cup.

And with that, he shuffled back to his cushion, settled down with his tea, and waited for more to arrive.

Divination was going to be the first lesson of the term, and AJ was actually looking forward to it. She enjoyed the professor's lessons last term, and there was almost always something to eat and drink, if not both. When AJ read the noticeboard and saw that they actually got to wear pj's it only made her that much more excited.

She was in her batman jammies, and was ready to rock and roll. As she walked into the classroom she spotted the professor. The instructions said to be quiet so instead of her normal greeting she gave the professor a big smile. Grabbing a cup of tea and some parchment, she thought about what to write. What was she proud of?

She crumbled up the paper and put it in the cup. Spotting an empty seat towards the front, AJ plopped herself down. Why couldn't they wear pajamas all the time?

Walking into the classroom totally made Bay feel more at home, yup this is where he needed to be right now. Doing class work and totally hanging with all of his friends. Spotting a young looking raven claw he saw that he was writing something.. hmmmmmm i wonder what he's writing he thought while looking at the board.. "ohhh" he said out loud to himself.. he he he… smoothing down his cowboy jammies he wished he could dress like this everyday!

Picking up some parchment he wrote down what he was most proud of.

he smiled and walked up towards this very weird snap cup thing and he placed it in while he made his way back to a place to sit down and he poured himself some tea.. still looking at the young kid he smiled "hey you!!!" (AmbiguouslyMe) "did you want to come share a cup of tea with me?" might as well have some company until his friends show up and he had to show a good example, yeah?

Okay this was going to be interesting. Jasmine had worn her most comfortable jammies and slippers to Divination class as requested. As she entered the room, she couldn't help but notice the different decor. It was very mellow now in the room and the incense and music just added to the vibe. Fortunately there was tea because the room just screamed "take a nap"! Hello Professor Cassie, Jasmine said as she spotted the Professor. "How was your summer?" Next she headed straight for the caffeine and poured herself a cup of tea.

Jasmine walked over to a table and sat down on the cushy pillow. Seeing the familiar parchment, she knew exactly what to do. She scribbled down something that she was proud of and walked over to the snaps cup. Dropping the parchment in, Jasmine returned to her seat. Now all she had to do was stay awake until class started.

Divination...One of the first classes of the term.

Okay so maybe the subject was growing on him.

Benny made his way up the ladder to the classroom, careful in his movements through the trapdoor since it wasn't the easiest and safest set of stairs. Stepping up inside, he spotted the professor there with just a few fellow students including two housemates. Bay and AJ. "Hello Professor," he said as he chose a seat and put his belongings down. He knew the drill and wasn't about to sit down just yet.

He retrieved a piece of parchment and took a quill from his bag as he tried to think of what he was proud of. Not much had happened lately so there wasn't much to go on. Finally she scribbled something down and folded it up, slipping it in the cup before taking some tea and returning to his seat.

"Hey AJ," he greeted his youngest housemate and friend.

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I'm proud of helping friends out.

This being her last year, Lex had opted to question less in Divination and simply go with the flow more so when Professor Smiles mentioned showing up to class in PJs, she didn't protest, didn't ask, didn't wonder, didn't let it linger in her mind too long. What Lex did do was find a pair of pajamas, change from the ones she'd slept in and thrown her hair into an oh so messy bun to match the attire. Really, what else was there to do?

There was a certain level of dread as she ascended the ladder to the classroom but what met her at the top...actually...wasn't bad. It was decent by all standards and looked far more promising than anything they did last year. Dare she hope? No, not even for a second, but she would silently approve of this much and hope it didn't all go sour. "Good morning Professor Morgan." Apparently Professor Smiles wasn't appropriate? Pfft.

The Gryffindor flopped onto a cushion at Jasmine's table and did the mandated writing of proud moments thing. Having only just woken up a few hours ago, she hadn't gotten the chance to do many things. Still.

Because that was something in itself was something to be proud of. Now what?

Thornton looked up from his tea sharply as he heard someone call out. Was he.. hey you?

Looking around the room and realizing how few people there were, he saw the older boy looking at him. Yes, he was 'hey you.' How.. charming.

He felt confused, though. What did a prefect want to share tea with him for?

"Um, sure? he said. "Do you want me to come over there?" Because his things were here and he was finally getting use to sitting on the cushion on the floor.

But he would if the prefect asked. After all, a prefect was a position of authority and Thornton would always defer.

Ruby was on time.

This might not seem like a big deal but it was for her given she wasn't exactly used to scheduled classes like what Hogwarts had, but it didn't take all that long to get dressed into PJs either did it? And obvy she had picked her outfit out especially, it hadn't been just what she'd slept in. Gross. Who did that? Though she wouldn't be bothered if certain cute boys did that...

Anyways she was here!

"Hello professor!" Cheerful today she was.

And she'd survived her first detention somehow. With that in mind her addition to the snap cup was on point:

Ooooh Crystal balls? Awesome! Ruby went and found a table, and sat down on the comfy cushions, then she alternately glared to discourage and smiled to encourage certain people to sit with her. No cute, no sit.

Was she scared or excited? Clara didn't know, but there was a weird feeling in the pit of her stomach and she wished it would go AWAY. Right now. This was her FIRST class at Hogwarts and for that she was extremely excited and ready to learn things. But on the other hand .... it was Divination and that wasn't a subject that Clara thought she'd have much interest in. For reasons. Also, people .... there were going to be people and especially recently, she hadn't been doing so well around people. Definitely not around large groups of people.

But that was something she was going to have to deal with ...

With a small sigh, Clara dusted off her pajamas (which were the exact ones she'd been in ALL day, shh) and headed up the Divination ladder. Once she reached the top and had entered the room, she was hit by the scent of ... lavender? and the colour red. In her opinion the two .... didn't quite go, but who was she to question the professor's taste?

Speaking of the professor, she was sat at the front of the class sipping a mug of something. Probably tea. The redhead gave her a warm smile. "Hello, Professor," she said politely, waving her fingers ever so slightly before moving further inside the classroom and looking up at what was written on the board. Hm. 'Find a seat' was the first thing and that was simple enough to do - she chose a central seat. As for the tea .... she didn't like tea, so she'd pass on that one. Now .... something she was proud of?

There ... unfortunately ... wasn't a lot and it took her a fair few minutes to think of something.

That would do, right? .... Right ... Clara dropped her bag down beside her, then hopped up, walked to the front of the room and dropped the slip into the snap cup ... whatever that was. She ignored any faces of people around her and made her way back to her seat. She didn't have time for people when she was learning. Nope.

He was ready,so ready for this,his great adventure this term could be right around the corner or maybe in this case the very first class of the year. Who knew when, not if but when disaster would strike, he had to be ready. If not he would be in for anothor gruelling summer with his brothers and that was something he would not look forward.

Finally entering the room,he let out a tired little huff. He had forgotten how tiring going to divination was, still it was good excercise and he was thankful for that-well kinda anyway.

Doing a quick scan of the room he spotted the professor along with instructions on the board. Before he started thinking of what he was most pround of he decided to greet the proffesor,afterall his mother would ring his ear if he didnt.

"Morning professor" He greeted politely.

With that out of the way ,he got down to thinking,hmmm...oh! quickly grabbing a quill he took to the piece of parchment

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FINALLY HITTING 40 PUSH UPS!

Quickly folding the parchment,he made his way up to the desk and placed it in a cup before heading back to his seat.

All kitted out in comfortable pyjama-like-attire, Toby ascended the ladder to the Divination classroom. The uniform request hadn't fazed him at all, of course, it was just one of those Hogwarts things. He didn't own any slippers, however, and had to resort to just grabbing the nearest pairs of shoes and slipping them on his socked feet, before grabbing his school bag to head up here.

As his head poked up and into the room, he had a quick look around, as the professors had a habit of making changes to their classrooms all the time. But this one was cool, all laid-back and relaxed. Toby could deal with that these days.

"Hey Professor," the Hufflepuff said softly to the professor, smiling at her and waving slightly but not wanting to be too loud, in case he disturbed anyone's relaxation.

Once properly in the classroom, he headed up to the front of the room where the snap cup was waiting, and added his own contribution:

That done, Toby turned back, found a space to work and flumped down onto one of the comfortable pillows. He got out everything he needed to take notes and waited for class to start, lacking his usual levels of fidgeting.

Hallie's eyes widened as she entered the classroom, clothed in her old fashioned pink night gown. She allowed herself a moment to take in the cozy red decor before smiling in the Professor's direction and offering her a small but silent curtsy.

After pouring herself some tea, Halcyon moved to an empty table where she could still remain close to the center of the classroom. Once she was kneeling beside the table, she smoothed her nightgown on her lap and began rummaging in her bag for a quill.

It didn't take a second thought before she wrote down:

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I am proud of my sister.

Hallie stared at what she had written for a moment, quill hovering just above the parchment long enough to drip a little ink spot beside her words. She read it over several times while the ink dried, and then folded it neatly and brought it over to the cup.

She then scurried back to her table and kneeled back down, sitting with perfect posture between two pillows until the lesson began.

First class for Devlin. He made his way in, wondering why they'd need to be in their pajamas, and as comfortable as it was, it made him uncomfortable. Didn't professors detest that type of idea?

No greet to the Professor was given. That would only happen if and when Devlin figured out if he liked this lady. Yep.

He saw the instructions and got out a piece of paper and took some time to think things through. What was he proud of?



Meh. The guy wasn't sure if that could be considered a proud moment or not, but he did, just like his father, treat Finn more kindly than his mother did. He lazily strolled over to the cup and examined it.

It was pink and furry and fluffy and just all kinds of red warning signs to Devlin. Watching you, cup. Soon he put the piece of parchment in there and then went to find a cushion to sit on.

Angel couldn't wait for the first lesson of term. She loved Divination and so she was so excited to get to the lesson. she climbed up the ladders, though she did wonder why they couldn't do it in the classroom where that centaur did it a long time back now.

Angel smiled as she came into the room, she was about to say hi and ask how the Professor's holiday was when she saw the board, so instead she gave her a friendly smile before grabbing herself a cup of tea and some parchment.

Now what was she proud off.



Angel crumbled up the paper and put it in the cup before looking around the room to find an empty seat, except they weren't there just pillows, spotting an empty pillow Angel went there and sat down and waited for the lesson to begin.

Noel sucked at divination. It made him sleepy and he really wasn't sure he could ever read into the misty, foggy future of his. Nonetheless, the boy made his way into the classroom, in his pajamas - the pajamas that he had slept in. Noticing the professor near by, Noel simply WAVED at her - in a 'Hey you, I see you' kind of way.

Reading what was written on the board, Noel sighed before quickly writing down whatever he thought of first and dropped it in the snap cup.

SPOILER!!: moment

DEAD KNEAZLES WROCK!!!!

Dragging his feet to the nearest pillow to sit on, Noel collapsed down. Why was the atmosphere of the classroom making him want to sleep? Was that it? Will they be seeing the future in their dreams today?

Wearong her The Little Mermaid pyjamas, Lux eagerly made her way to the Divinations lesson. This was exciting and she was looking forward to the class because it was sure to be loads of fun.

"Hello, Professor Cassie! Did you have a good summer?" Spotting Jasmine, she sent her friend a wave before going to sit by Bay and getting some tea. "Hiiii," she said to him happily. Now it was time for her to think of something that made her proud. On her parchment she wrote:

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I'm proud of myself for always working the hardest I can.

There. Hopping back to her feet, she placed the paper in the cup before returning to her seat.

Marigold yawned as she walked into the first class of the day. She walked in at least all snuggled with her pajamas on and her hair in a floppy bun on the top of her head. She was set to TRY HER BEST in this class - but she didn't need to try her best to look acceptable. Everyone was half asleep anyway, no one would notice her.

"Good morning, Professor," she said with a smile as she passed the front of the room, pausing to write her note for the snap cup.

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I'm proud to be the first member of my family to be a prefect.

She dropped the parchment in, then moved to the open seat next to Ruby. She leaned over to greet her.

"How do you look cute in pajamas. Seriously, Ruby," she said, but she grinned a little because hey, her friend looked great. Why wouldn't she be happy about that?

....He....could do this. A room full of other people....and ONE teacher...Uh, he could...do this.

Hopefully.

Maybe.

Uh...

Gabriel...had just made his way up the ladder, and immediately froze upon seeing all the people already littering the Divination classroom. This was a situation he'd never had to endure before. Being home schooled meant lessons were one and one...or one on two, if Ruby woke up for them. This....uh....This was...........new....and.....overwhelming.

Yes, overwhelming...

...but Gabe still force himself up into the room, keeping towards the back and out of sight. Out of sight, out of mind. People wouldn't...uh, trying to speak to him....or make him make words...and what was this about....uh, writing something to put in a cup?!....That meant walking up there...in front of the others. Uh....

VERY SLOWLY, Gabe took his seat, IN THE BACK, and pulled out some parchment and black ink; hands already cold and clammy. He'd worry about organizing quills and colors when they got down to the note-taking...and breathing. What was breathing? If he breathed too loud, people might LOOK at him...

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I'm proud of knowing two ancient languages.

...because he was. There....but he made no move to get up and walk it towards the front of the room. Nope...Gabriel was rooted to the spot, shakily looking at everyone.

He COULD do this....He WANTED to do this.....

Divination Class. This has to be one of his favorite classes if they suggest to wear your pajamas. He wanted to be classy and decided to go with the hotel kind of pajama look. As he got into the classroom, he noticed he wasn't the only one there. He smiled to his fellow students and then he saw the teacher looking comfy. He smiled and bowed to her. "Hello professor, nice pajamas you got there.." he commented. There were a little too pink for his tastes but hey she made them work. Now he saw the famous parchment and he needed to write something he was proud of. He thought about it and once he got his idea he wrote it down with his quill.

After he wrote it, he put his parchment into the cup and walked back to his seat and began to do his soon to be famous graffiti doodles.

Having heard that Divination was one of those subjects that wasn't necessarily 'accurate', Layla headed into the classroom dubious of the lesson ahead. She had read that some people considered it nonsense, it was impossible to tell into the future and often the Professors were a little 'over-exaggerated' but she, as a new pupil at the school was willing to give it a try. That didn't stop the fact that she had little to no expectations however.

Nor did it calm the fact that she was feeling an inch of nervousness over the idea that it was the first time that she would perform some aspect of magic that wasn't entirely accidental.

Wearing her comfiest baggy pajamas and a fluffy dressing gown because she had to walk through the castle in them, the fifth year crossed the classroom to write down her 'proud moment' or whatever it was. She took a glance at the professor and offered her a small smile. She was tiny. And FAR too pink for her liking. The Ravenclaw neatly inscribed on the paper a small message.

'I'm proud that I am giving this new change of life a go.'

Simple but so very true. She dropped the paper into the glittery and over-the-top snap cup whatever that meant and wandered back across the room sidestepping the pillows on the floor only to flop down onto one at the very back and cross her legs. She did not look up to see who else was in the room nor did she pay any attention to what else was happening.

Thankfully it wasn't too far back to her common room considering the classroom was on the seventh floor. As soon as this lesson was over she would be heading straight back to the comfort of her dorm room and finish reading the textbook she had started earlier that morning.

Jeremiah was NOT a fan of Divination. In fact hed rather be sitting through a History of Magic exam then be in this class. It wasnt the teacher that turned him off to it or her happy chipper self. It was just the fact that he did not understand the scientific reasoning behind believing in such subject. He walked into the room amd immediately took in the look and feel of the place. He wanted to go back to sleep already. He looked around the room at everyone present and spotted Gabe at a table alone and made a bee line towards him. Poor Gabe. Jere wouldnt force him to sit with a stranger. He offered him a smile and took a seat before getting out his things and glancing at the board. ...

Something he was proud of? ... well he was proud of a lot of things really. Tapping his quill on his chin he thought for a long moment before nodding slowly to himself.

and he was up and putting it into the snap cup. Stupid snap cup

Divination wasn't one of Sophie's best subjects, but she thought Morgan was entertaining, to say the least, so she wasn't as discouraged as she could have been about the first class of the term. It especially helped that the woman advised them to wear pajamas - Soph was all about comfort as they got back into the swing of things.

Even though she hadn't actually slept in her choice of attire today, Sophie figured it could pass just fine as sleepwear and smiled at Morgan upon entering. "Good morning, professor." Super polite and all. She hated doing the cup thing, though, and tried not to show it on her face too much as she followed instructions and added her proud thing to the cup:

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I'm proud to be myself.

Totally cheesy, right? Soph figured Morgan would appreciate that and she gave the woman a proud smile before stealing a pillow at Toby's table. Hi, boyfriend!best friend. She greeted him with a smile and briefly scrutinized him from head to toe, the smile growing as she tore her gaze away to pull out her class supplies from her bag. Quietly - because the whole ambiance of the room made her feel like they needed to be really, really quiet - she informed him, "Y'look cute." Just so he knew.

JEREMIAH!

................WAIT! TAKE MINE!

...but Jere was already walking towards the snap cup...and Gabriel slumped. He was NOT getting up and walking towards that cup. NOT in front of everyone.

An anxious tick had started in his jaw...and he was most definitely already sweating. At least Jere had sat with him...and not a GIRL....

Pajamas plus a calming atmosphere, Beverly's body relaxed as she entered the classroom. This...was going to be a challenge. Besides food being one of her passions, so was sleep. And this, right here, looked like the perfect place to take a nap.

After jotting down something she was proud of and settling for a pillow not too close to the front, the Slytherin flopped down on a pillow and allowed herself to sink in.

Yes. This miiight get rid of her foul mood. Maybe.

Was it possible to sneak in a nap? Fireballs! She should have bought a pair of those glasses with eyes. That way she'd seem like she was paying attention while she slept.



Great goals. Goals that'd kick butt SO hard bruise paste would be needed.