He was here... and dressed in the best pajama-esque outfit he could muster. Really though, who actually wore LEGIT pajamas? No, Zeke sported his grey fleece track-pants, with thick black socks and a long-sleeve black top. At least it was comfier than robes, those had a habit of slipping off his shoulders and making him uncomfortable.

Emily had told him not to bother with the subject, but he wanted to make his mind up for himself, after all... if there was a remote chance that he might be good at it, because he was good at 'nonsense' apparently, then he would give it a whirl.

Entering the room, on-time and slightly early, Zeke glanced around at the cushions and the orb stuff. Cool beans. "He--hello Misss," he greeted before stepping further into the room and claiming a cushion at one of the tables, Zeke plopped his bag down beside him and looked around some more. There were a few faces he recognised, and so he waved to them - Lex, Angel, Benny, Lux too and a couple others. Before...

....

ACHOOOOOOO!

...

Ugh.

Why did it have to be sooooooooooo smelly in here? It's like a washing machine vomited and DIED in here. The floral scent didn't agree with him it seemed.

It was only then that he noticed the board. From the table in front of him, he took a bit of partment and produced his quill before scrawling a short message. Once complete, he approached the 'snap cup' and placed the folded bit of parchment inside.

SPOILER!!: Snap snap snaaaapp

I'm proud of being a LIVING wizard. I'm too young to be dead.

WEEEEIIIRRDDDD... Zeke returned to his seat.

Leonard didn't know what to expect from the beginning, but having his first class take place in pyjamas was definitely something that he found to be absolutely amazing. And there was tea!!!!

Pyjamas and tea?

This was officially the best class ever.

Grabbing himself a cup of peppermint tea, he smiled as he sat himself down, taking a sip of the tea which was absolutely amazing and thought for a moment. What was he proud of???

SPOILER!!: Snapcup

Playing the guitar

It was true... that was probably what he was most proud of.

This girl was happy to get the memo that all of them got to wear their pajama's and of course her pajama's have pockets in the black silk pants. Emmylou had some candy hiding there. She really couldn't go to class without having candy, could she? Emmylou had a pair of black and white fluffy slippers and her pajama shirt was long sleeved and had huge panda face on the front and on the back it was white. Her long blonde hair was braided to her left side and a Panda ears headband on the top of her head. The fourth year walked into the Divinations classroom with a bright smile on her face she carried her stuffed animal Panda named Oreo. Words or actions could not describe how happy she was to be here.

Emmylou looked up at the board and read over what they had to do. It looked really cool in here. Calming and relaxing. It just seemed wonderful. Why couldn't all classes be like this? Emmylou breathed in the beautiful smell of lavender. Emmylou waved at Professor Morgan and found a table where her friends were sitting at. She grabbed a piece of parchment.

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I am proud that candy exists and that I have friends to share it with...sometimes...I don't always share it.

Emmylou got up from her seat and placed the parchment in the snap cup in the front of the room. Then she went back over to the table that Kace was sitting at and waved to him.

Pajamas? It was one of the first classes of the term and Paulie could just cruise in some grubby sweats, moccasins and a holy, worn in long sleeve? Awe yeeeeeee! This was soooo beneficial to her not-so-perchy attitude today, thank you Professor. Nani directed a light smile and nod her way as she headed towards the front of the room. Directions where up on board and she plucked some parchment from the table. The question was simple and Paulie's answer seemed pretty blunt and boring, but it was the first thought in her head. She bit down on her lip, scribbling.

She tucked the tip of her peacock quill behind her ear, wearing it like a hairpiece. It fluffed around as Paulie walked to the back of the room, taking one of the empty tables and laid her head down in her arms, idly gazing at the crystal balls.

Time for his 1st Class at Hogwarts, where he should have belonged since the start...unfortunately it was the fortune telling class. Not Ceorlic's Best subject. So he didn't care much to read all of the Notice. He got when the class started and that was all he needed. The Scot was a Selective Reader.

and Yet, he still managed to come to class wearing Pajamas. How you ask? Simple, Ceorlic was lazy. He woke up 15 minutes before class began. Rushing he had not realized he was getting his tie on around his Maroon pajamas. He threw risk to the wind, not caring if this Professor was strict with her dress code and threw on his Robe over his Pajamas and Tie.

His hair still sticking up from Bed-Head Strike-Galbraith scratched the top of his head while yawning and quickly moved that hand into a wave to the Professor sitting in her chair. He moved down through the classroom and plopped down onto a cushion..cushion...CUSHION! That was it, that is all he needed for his master plan. His brilliant idea from last night just needed Cushioning!

He read the decided to read the whole board up front then looked over at the SnapCup.

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I'm Proud of Soft Soil

Ceorlic wrote proudly, and moved his parchment to the front.

Okay, so classes were now good and started, and today was the first Divination class of the year. Yippy skippy. Sophie liked the professor but she could care less for the subject. So why had she signed up for another year of this? Was it even an elective? She had no idea, but she was here, so meh.

Sophie approached the Snap Cup, or whatever it was the professor called this thing. She grabbed a small piece of parchment and a quill and wrote:

I am proud of myself for making an effort in classes I really don't have much interest in.

...because who knew when she might need something she'd learned in one of them.

Then Sophie slung her bag down by her feet and took a seat at an empty table. Okay, let's get this over with.

Adi was here! Was he late? He hoped not. Loads of students seemed to be gathered there already. Wait...had the class setting changed? The colours were certainly different. There were crystal balls. Oh great. They were going to be gazing at the things then. Adi was prepared to use his imagination because he doubted he would be able to see a thing in any of those balls.

"Hello, Professor Morgan,'' he greeted the woman enthusiastically. "It's great to see you again.'' His eyes shifted to the snap cup. Knowing it would be there, Adi pulled out his parchment containing the already written proud moment.

After dropping the parchment in, Adi proceed towards Benny and AJ. "Hey, guys,'' he said, taking a seat next to his guy bestie.

Rob walked into the Divination wearing a long white t-shirt and his superman pajama pants and a pair of black flip-flops. He grabbed a seat and read the board. Seeing as there was actually permission to have refreshment in class he got up and fixed himself a cup of peppermint tea and sat back down at his table, inhaling the soothing lavender scent that permeated the room. This was tickling his french sensibilities so far.

Rob thought a moment before writing what he was proud of.
He then walked up front and placed it in the snap cup and then took his seat again and sipped at his tea and relaxed, hoping that one of his few friends would join him at the other side of his table.

The kid sounded unsure, and of course he should a strange older boy was inviting him over for tea. That would have made Bay stop and ponder it. "I'll come to you" he replied as he packed his things and moved over towards the boy and bringing his tea cup that tended to be his favourite, he didn't know why it just was. Finally making it to the kids table he placed all his stuff down and then sat himself. "man.. these pillows are just bad for my back" he laughed as he thought he should introduce himself to the kid.

hand out for the boy to shake it he said "Victor Bay, Prefect…Gryffindor… seventh year…. and you?" wow before he could say his name house and year but for some reason adding in prefect made his introduction so much longer. smiling he finally poured himself some tea then looked back at the boy. "tell me when" he said because the boy did agree to the tea…right??

smiling he saw Lux's mermaid pj's. OF COURSE!! her and mermaids were crazy! "hey Lux" he said to her because she was sitting very close to them. looking down at his own pj's he gave a little "yeeeehawww" to her as he pretended to lasso her. He was in a very silly mood today but he made sure to keep it quite.. didn't want to get into trouble.

Ooooh. This classroom definitely looked interesting.

The Gryffindor was dressed comfortably in the lion onesie she was wearing. She had to show house pride and all that, didn't she? What was going on here though? Was she allowed to shout? Because she felt like this wasn't the appropriate time. It's okay though. She had a compromise...

"HI PROFESSOR," Bianca greeted whispering loudly. "HI EVERYONE. I'M BIANCA."

She waved a hand at everyone too before plopping dropping a little slip of paper into the cup and flopping herself on a pillow. She had written upon the paper "I'm proud of being me."

Anyways. Pillows.

Bianca liked pillows. Was she allowed to grab another one just for snuggling purposes?

HAHAHAHA! What was he doing?

Snorting, Lux watched as Bay pretended to lasso her. Did cowboys usually catch mermaids? She had no idea, but this one just had. Moving even closer to him, she stopped when she was right beside him. "Good aim there, cowboy." Hahaha.

Poking her head through the trap door, Norah smiled contentedly at the room. Pillows. Lots of pillows. This class already seemed very promising. Immediately after waving in the professor's direction, she snuggled up in her fuzzy rubber-ducky pajamas on a cushion next to Marigold. "Hey," she whispered, before reading the instructions written on the board.

What was she proud of? She wrinkled her nose. The lavender smell was making it hard to think. Twirling a strand of hair around her finger, she let the curl bounce back before picking up her quill.
That counted, right?

Samantha quite liked the idea of attending a class in her PJs. She quietly entered the classroom wearing a pair of dark blue PJs. Sam then proceeded to make herself a cup of peppermint tea as she sat down on one of the cushions and saw the parchment on the table. What was her proudest moment? Samantha thought about it for a moment and then it came to her.



"I hope that counts as a moment." Samantha thought as she placed the piece of paper into the cup.

Abby entered the classroom in her jammies and saw the notice of the proudest moment she had to think for a second before she put anything down on the parchment then she remembered the day she got her letter and wrote

Abby folded her paper up and put it into the cup and took a seat on one of the pillows

This was his very first class and it was Divination. He was not so interested in the subject but maybe, just maaaybe this class was going to change his mind. It started with the right foot because they had to go in pajamas and that was weird but cool. Though it only made him feel more sleepy and the classroom decoration didn't helped.

The first year entered the room and there was people already inside. He greeted "Hello professor" and went to find an empty seat. Everyone else was writing something and before he could ask, he read the board. Something he was proud of? Hmm. Hugo took out his quill and wrote what first came to his mind:



Yeah that was good. He got up from his seat and went to place his piece of parchment inside that snap cup thing. Was she going to read them all out loud?

Everything was good, except the tea. He didn't like it and also that the room was a bit dark and he wanted to take a nap right away. Good luck with paying attention.

Penelope was really excited for the first divination lesson of the term. She entered the class wearing her dark blue pajamas. Sitting down on a pillow at one of the tables, she wrote her proud moment.

SPOILER!!: proud moment

I am proud of helping Kyroh figure out what happened to his shirt.

That counted as a proud moment, right? After placing her moment in the snap cup, Penelope greeted the professor. "Hello, Professor Cassie."

Returning to the table, she poured herself a cup of tea. Looking at the crystal balls, she wondered if they were going to be crystal gazing.

It was already that time again. Heading off to lessons and stuff Cinna was very pleased that Divination was her first lesson of the term. It kind of seemed like a sign that that things were going to be okay this term. In some strange with she believed that.

Anyway figuring that it wouldn't take her to long to here from her common room she took her time getting ready for class. She even had a little make up on that she borrowed from her new awesomely cool dormmate Bianca. She had borrowed a shirt of hers. So yeah that why the fourteen year old had make up on. Weird totally weird.

She popped up out of the trapdoor to the classroom and walked into the classroom giving Professor Morgan a smile and "Good morning, professor Morgan. Hope you had a good sumner." Wait was it still morning it felt like morning she was still in her pjs. She could get used to this. She noticed a familiar cup....

It was the return of the snap cup. She got paper and something to write with and wrote down.......

I'm proud because I'm wearing make up today. But shhhh don't tell anyone. Okay? and placed it into the cup.

Walking along the tables to a empty table. She waved to her s
Friends as she walked on finding a seat. She plopped down in one of the.... pillows at the table. Comfy pillows. She wiggled to get comfy for a second. Yep these were really comfy. The smell if lavender filled the room and the music. Was professor Morgan trying to see who would fall asleep first so she could doodle on their face with a marker? Or something? Seriously though she could take a nap now.

Pajamas?

Oh yes.

Coral was pleased to say the least. Her pajamas were cute and well put together like most other outfits. Also, they were pastel which was her favorite color scheme. Even her little kitty matched her pjs. White was pastel, meaning Ballet was pastel and cute and puuuuurfect. Hehe. Unfortunately, that was one accessory she figured wasn't welcome in the classroom. So she left her little lady back in the dorm room with lots of toys to busy her.

Upon arriving in the classroom, Coral gave the professor a pleased grin and a curtsey, moving in further to get a better look at the board.

Something that makes you proud?

CB turned around and surveyed the room. Her eyes passed on the extremely clumsy boy she'd met at Diagon. The one who dropped all of his ink and made a HUGE mess; the one she'd sorta snuck out of Scribbulus after said incident. Then after that, her eyes landed on Soph & Tobias as well as Hallie. She hesitated momentarily. But made her move toward her sister, shooting Sophie a huge grin and a wave before taking her seat next to her sister, pulling out her sparkly pink ink, quill and parchment.

Now, now. What made her proud?

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I'm proud of this school for not keeping me trapped here over break and solving the cold issues of last term.

Yeah. Seemed about right.

She folded her paper and hopped up, froliced toward the front and sliped the piece of paper into the cup where it belonged. All done.

Mitchell strolled into the classroom wearing a very plain outfit. Plaid red and black flannel pants and grey t-shirt. Nothing too exciting. He didn't own exciting pajamas and didn't see the point. He always changed right before bed when he didn't need to impress anyone.

Which... made him feel kind of weird right now. There was nothing charming about flannel.

He plopped into a spot near his girlfriend then glanced at the board. Something he was proud of...?

He thought for a moment before scribbling something down.

Text Cut: Snap Cup

I'm proud of Marigold. She had a rough summer and despite everything with that, she manages to become a prefect. And she's super cute.

He glance in Goldilocks' direction before smiling to himself. He got up and deposited the piece of parchment then returned to his spot with another unceremonious flop.

Nap time? It felt like nap time.

Assuming that there will be food in every class again this term, Ethan did not bother to dress up that morning to get breakfast, and instead found himself going to their first divination class in his pjs from last night. For full effect, he didn’t even bother fix his hair, but did take a half bath before slipping into his used pjs for class. Gross, but what the heck. He did take a full bath last night before going to bed anyway. And Merlin, the Prefects’ bathroom was glorious, did they know?

Ethan entered the Divination Classroom through the trap door, and was welcomed by the scent of lavender. Immediately, the boy felt like going back to sleep again. Let’s just hope that the professor prepared biscuits for them to nibble on, because if not, she might end up with snoozing students. Ethan included. Making his way up, the fourth year took in the sight of the classroom, and saw the professor. “Good morning, Professor Cassie.” Ethan gave the woman a small wave and a grin. Now…where are his snakes? Ah yes. Some of them made it. Good. The prefect sat beside Hugo and gave the first year a grin. “Ready for your first class?” Small talk’s good, yeah? The fourth year know exactly what to do with his parchment, as soon as he saw the snap cup ahead.

Scribble.

First class of the term was Divination. Heather still wasn't quite sure how she felt about the subject, but she thought she would give it another go, considering that Hogwarts was sure to take a different approach to the subject. Starting with the professor asking everyone to come to class in their pajamas, which was.........different to say the least. Was it always like that or was this just a special occasion? Either way, she had obliged, even throwing her hair up into a messy ponytail and made the short trek over to the Divination Tower.

"Hello, professor," once she entered the classroom. She quickly took a seat, rolling her eyes at a certain dorm mate who read 'wear pajamas' as 'dress up in costume' and came dressed as a lion. Really? She hoped the girl's inability to read didn't cost them house points, since those seemed important somehow.

Reading the board, Heather quickly scribbled something down on the parchment in front of her, carried said parchment to the indicated cup and returned to her seat, grabbing a cup of tea on her way. Ready, professor!

The Gryffindor braced himself momentarily, before walking into the room. He was going to be ready this time. Ready for the pink. But... As he walked in he looked around and sweet Merlin, NO PINK! It was as if Christmas had come early! It sure felt like Christmas morning anyway, with the pajamas and stuff. And it was way too early to be in class, considering the school term had just begun and all. Didn't the professors believe in easing people in? You know... gently take the bandaid off instead of ripping? Granted, if bandages were involved then perhaps the ripping would be better, but in this case--

Off topic. Right. Anyways. Back to the room. The glorious, not so pink, room! The red was a bit weird too, but at least it was red! The colors of GRYFFINDOR. Ahem. Yet another reminder to all that Gryffindor won last term, just saying. The Gryffindor slowly walked up to the snap cup thing and knelt down to write his proud moment. If it were last term, this would be weird, but alas he was used to it know. The Gryffindor quickly scribbled in his hardly-legible-but-still-eh handwriting.

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I'm proud of Gryffindor for pulling through to the top last term and I know we can do it again this term too!

As he folded his slip up and put it into the cup he waved to Professor Morgan and gave her a warm, "Hi, Professor... Uh..." What was she wearing?! Wasn't illegal for old people to wear pajamas to class? Or anywhere?! HE WAS SCARRED for life!! Ahem. "Really nice," FOR LIFE PEOPLE. FOR LIFE.

Looking around the room he spotted a couple familiar faces. And a bunch of not-so-familiar ones. But of course, he went to a familiar face because Zander wasn't about this meeting-tons-of-people lifestyle. At the sight of CB and Sophie, his eyes lit up (and blushed a little too 'cause reasons)- oh and that Toberson..? Tobes...? Tobiath...? Ahem, Sophie's boy, that one too. "Hi guys, can I--?" he nodded his head towards one of the pillows- and wait, were they sitting on pillows?! Because uh, pillows and pajamas did not go with class... Merlin's sake he might fall asleep in front of everyone! Imagine the embarrassment!

Divination was certainly on his list as dumb subjects. Then why had he, as a third year, chose this subject? no idea.

Dressed in his most comfortable pajama's, Kevin entered the classroom with a bored expression on his face. Of course he didn't sleep with the hat on top of his head but the Gryffindor was very rarely seen without a hat on.

When he climbed on the top of the ladder he was met with a different view this time. The disgustingly pink color was gone and in the place was red. Kevin approved of this because red was Gryffindor.

He looked the at the professor drinking something , didn't say anything and walked away before sitting down. Kevin looked at the board and sighed. Write down something he was proud of? EEEH okay. He grabbed his stuff and began to write.

what?

AJ looked up when she heard a familiar voice, and gave Benny a weak smile. "Hey Benny." His jammies looked practical whereas AJ's had a cape and everything. Not soon after Benny joined her, Angel walked in and chose a seat away from them. What happened to the conversation AJ just had with her? That was NOT how you went about things.

Before she had long to ponder what was going on in her sister's head Adi joined them. "Hey Adi." He got an even weaker smile. Their conversation came rushing back. The second year turned to face the front of the room.

Despite what young Hadleigh had heard about Divination from her adoptive father she was quite looking forward to the class. It just so happened to be the first class of the year and her very first class ever in Hogwarts! Plus she could wear her pajamas! Come on who wouldn't be excited about that?

So that morning after waking she had showered and dressed in a pair of dark green silk pajama pants and a white top that had a large cobra on the front and back with fluffy matching green slippers. Sure she might be showing some house pride but she also adored snakes and missed the one she had to leave at home. Anyhow not feeling hungry and a bit nervous she made her way to class...

Following some of her housemates up the ladder into the room she quickly glanced about and made her way to the front of classroom where she took out her quill and wrote in a gentle script on the parchment...

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I'm proud that I know I'm making my family proud by being at Hogwarts and doing my best.

She dropped the parchment into the cup and poured herself a cup of tea as she hoped it would help her relax a bit and made her way to a beanbag in the corner of the room. Sitting herself down she held the cup on her knee and looked about at her fellow classmates.

This should be interesting...