History of magic was not one of Chances favorite classes. In fact, it was his least favorite subject. History had always been hs least favorite subject. Even in muggle school. Sighing, Chance trudged his way to class. Stopping short, he looked at the Weasley swamp that had practically overtook the entrance to the classroom.

One more sigh.

Looking for a way around it, Chance noticed the rafts and oars.

Another sigh.

Grabbing the raft and oar, he rowed himself to the other side. Really? Was this what he was going to have to do all year? They seriously needed to at least move it to another part of the castle if they couldnt get rid of it. I mean, the stench alone was enough to make anyone not wanna go to class.

One last sigh.

His sigh almost got caught in his throat as he stepped into the classroom. Music was playing. Nodding, Chance agreed with this. It made this class a little more bearable. Sliding into a seat, He grinned at the Professor. He was ready to get this class over with.

Norah was grinning from the new ADVENTURE of getting to class by the time she had rowed herself all the way across the swamp. What had made it grow, anyway? Pushing a few strands of curly hair from her eyes, she skipped into the room and gave a little leap just to make her entrance even more fun. HEH. They should enter like this in every class, skipping was better than walking any day.

"Hello, professor!" she said as she found a seat. The Hufflepuff laid her quill and parchment on the table before looking expectantly up at the Professor as she tapped her toes along with the music.

What in the name of Merlin was THIS?!

Never before -- as far as he knew -- had the Swamp moved to a different location and practically flooded his way to the History of Magic classroom. So THIS?! This was ridiculous. Getting to class was already a ridiculously hard feat but add in the swamp and it was like being in the freaking Triwizard Tournament or whatever. Needless to say the fact that it STUNK wasn't much of a bonus either. He didn't want to arrive there stinking of swamp water. That just wasn't hot, mkay?

Needless to say, Grayson was dead confused by all of this.

Taking a raft -- because LOL there was no way that he was gonna swim in the thing -- and reminding himself that Glendower was cool, the Slytherin got into it and started paddling his way across. It wasn't like extreme water rafting where he'd probably feel like the epic guy that he was. Oh NO. This included dirty swamp water that was kinda thick and slow paddling and a bit of grunting from the boy as he paddled his way across. Not very hot.

Yeah, he made it. FINALLY. And he was VERY glad to do so because any reason to get out of the raft and not be surrounded by stinky swamp water was a good enough reason for him. Leaving the raft on the side -- NO ONE had better take this thing away from him, mkay? There was no way in Merlin that he was gonna swim across -- Grayson swung his bag over his shoulder and headed into the classroom.

Normal Grayson walk, which actually included a bit of a strut. That counted as an entrance, right?

"Hello, Professor!" he called, giving her a smile and a nod of the head before he went to sit by........

SMIRK.

The back of the classroom it was. Swaggering his way over, Grayson popped down his bag on the desk next to Ruby's and took a seat. "It's definitely good to see you here."

The over flowing swamp that they encountered on their map making adventure didn't seem to be getting any smaller. In fact it was deep enough to swim in. Not that she wanted to swim in the stinky water. AJ wasn't above getting dirty, but that smell was one to surely have your stomach turning after a while.

There were rafts! Wasn't the history of magic professor a peach? These sure would come in handy. There wasn't any need for her to hang around because she didn't need any assistance in rowing herself into the classroom. The lion jumped into one, and easily rowed herself into the classroom. Following suit, she placed her raft over to the side. That alone seemed to be a pretty good entrance if you asked her, but why not go the extra mile? Things were finally okay in her life again, and this chick was on cloud nine.

AJ dropped to the floor and did a backwards crab walk in the front of the class. "Hello, professor." Smiles, she was all smiles. Picking herself up, she spotted Adi and Benny sitting together and made her way over to them. Aw man, both seats beside her boyfriend were already taken. "Hey guys." There was a girl there that she knew from classes, but that she didn't know personally. "Why didn't you save me a seat? she asked teasing, sort of. It was just that they hadn't sit by each other in such a long time.

It was a good thing she fell for his words, because saying 'because' probably would've gotten him a different response. This one was nice, easy, simple to answer back to. "Y-yeah? G-good." He said in a matter of fact tone. It was respectful, even if that hadn't been the intent when he had walked through.

He watched more people come in, even gave a very brief wave to Puck when she noticed him from afar.

Getting praise for walking through the door was a weird one... but it was better than being told off, right? "Thanks?" Finn said slightly confused. "F-Finn." He said with a short, quick nod.

"I was expecting you to join in the singing, Dragon,'' Adi teased as he flopped down on a seat. Nah, he didn't really expect the shy bestie to do that. Adi had enough weirdness to go around for the both of them while Benny had the shyness for them.

"Oh hey, Janelle!'' Adi said to the first year. He was super pleased when she decided to sit next to him. "How are you? I bet you're enjoying all the classes.'' What was there not to like about Hogwarts?

It was not long after that AJ made her entrance. The Hufflepuff's girlfriend sure knew how to make one. "Nice entrance, AJ,'' he told her with a smile. He laughed a bit. "Don't get greedy. There's plenty Adi for everyone.'' Hehe. But she could sit somewhere close to him, yes?

*Seeing that class had not moved due to the swamp-ish-ness Noah grabbed a raft and paddled to the classroom. As he got closer he heard music. At least it sounded like music, it was not to his taste at all. It sounded like something Emma would be playing that was for sure. A smirk met his lips as he heard the lyrics. A song about traveling while on a raft? Finally reaching the door he put his transportation up and headed in. Seeing the sign his forehead wrinkled a little in confusion. Then an evil smirk met him as he stepped in and with his arms out wide said,
"Noah Gardner!
First year Slytherin."
*He then made a very outlandish bow and headed for an empty desk. Looking over at the professor he nodded a hello.*
"Hello Miss. Enjoyed the rafts and song, very Huckleberry Finn like."
*Finding a seat he sat down waiting for class to start.*

The Impervius Charm was pretty integral to moving about the first floor these days, and Toby had already performed the charm on his robes (and face and hair... just to be safe) before making his way up to History of Magic. But, when he got there, he found that it maybe wasn't as necessary as he'd thought. The Hufflepuff had only been a little surprised at the sight of the rafts, but didn't hesitate for long and was soon across and headed into the History of Magic classroom.

And he did jazz hands to the music, too. That was his entrance.

"Hi Professor," Toby said with a polite smile, as he went ahead and took his usual seat off to the side of the room, and quietly got his things out.

And you know, after all this time he was still standing up near the entrance trying to dry his robes with this hot air charm. Which although it was working, it was painstakingly slow. Dry. Dry. Dry. That's what he was attempting to do actually. And y'know, this was a pretty good charm for it too. Thank Merlin for Seren Bentley, right? Sigh. Bentley. <3333

Finally starting to make a little progress with the ends of his robes, he started to move up-- O_______O WHAT IN THE NAME OF MERLIN'S GRAYING-- ???!!!!!??? "AHHHH!!!" Zander let out a ahem, loud yelp. The Prefect practically jumped up a good three feet into the air and everything. It wasn't even the swamp monster thing that got him. It was the shoulder attack. And the fact that it was entirely UNEXPECTED???? Didn't people know that he was jumpy?? It was one of his defining characteristics, people!!!

But it wasn't just any people was it? -__________- "Aegis." Merlin. Why. WHY WAS IT ALWAYS ZANDER ADAIR?! Huh?? Zander didn't even really know this boy. And for some reason, he had gone as far as to designate Zander Adair as the butt of all his jokes. Zander was clearly not amused. And he figured that Professor Glendower wouldn't be either. But he couldn't help it, okay? It wasn't his fault!!!

She may have missed him if she wasn't looking proper. But he was there. Just really, reaaaaally small. That's what happened when you prepared to make an entrance into Professor Glendower's History of Magic class by taking a shrinking solution. He'd brought the antidote, but in the meantime Mordaunt was rowing up to class upon a disk of French milled soap and using a matchstick as a makeshift sort of oar.

"Nice t'see yer again, Professeh Glendower." Came his tiny little voice. Cutty steered the disk of French milled soap toward the legs of his seat sliding on the floor and said, "Carpe Retractum." again in his tiny voice. Having hoisted himself up onto the seat proper, he removed the antidote and took a swig of it, returning to normal height. He cleared his throat and then at once engorgio'd his supplies for class.

Angel walked towards the History of Magic class trying to figure out on an entrance that she could make that would be funny but interesting as well, she walked slowly whilst thinking.

O______________o

Angel had suddenly got an idea and she just hoped the Professor didn't kill her for it, she walked towards the door and then she did 3 backflips into the room.

"Gold Medal please?" Angel giggled. "Good day Professor, I thought about doing a pretend hold up but I thought you wouldn't like it." Angel then had smiled. "I hope you had a lovely summer."

Angel then went and sat down, close to the gang but not next to them, it seems there wasn't any room.

”Ew.”

Brooklyn would’ve thought the professors would have figured out a way to make the swamp back its normal size, but it seemed like they either couldn’t or just didn’t want to. Although the rafts had been a nice touch. She’d thought about trying to steal one for use whenever she needed to get anywhere past the first floor, or just asking if she could have one. Taking it would be easier, but less entertaining. Finding someone willing to row her across would’ve been nice too, like maybe her savior from when they’d first found the swamp had gotten bigger. The older Gryffindor wasn’t anywhere around that she could see, though, so she resigned herself to making her way across on her own. She was going to get mad if the paddle gave her splinters, or worse, blisters.

For now, her raft just got dragged to dry ground near the others, and she’d stopped to check for splinters before entering the classroom. None that she could see, so the second year walked regally into the classroom, exactly as she’d done all of last term. She wasn’t going to do anything stupid, or that made her look stupid. She still wanted to find a spell that would announce her name as she entered the room, though. Just hadn’t found it yet.

“Good day, Professor Glendower,” the redhead said politely, making her way to an open seat not far from Beverly. Oh look, the Gryffindor was already there, along with Hufflepuff prefect boy. Maybe she had a way back out once class was over after all, aside from her raft. She was still planning on keeping the raft, either way.

"Thank you, thank you," she said while bowing. Pfft. She wasn't greedy at all, and she was mostly just joking. "I could always go sit with my other friends. It wouldn't bother me one bit." She had jokes too.

That was one good thing about being a social butterfly. You made friends no matter where you went. It felt good being back on speaking terms with Adi though. AJ sat back and wondered what fun activity they would be getting into today.

Janelle smiled at her older buddy, glad to see a friendly face. "I'm doing fine. Classes have been great so far. Although, I could have done without the boat ride today. My track record with those hasn't been so good." Janelle had had a flashback to her unfortunate ride on the first day of school. She did not want to take a dip in the swamp, that was for sure.




Oh oh. Clearly Janelle had violated some kind of predetermined seating plan because Angel did not look happy to see her sitting next to Adi. Hi An...., she began to say. Then she realized that it wasn't Angel, her partner from Muggle Studies. Her twin? Of course, she had seen her in classes. Turning to the girl, she said, "You can sit here if you want. I didn't know.........I'll just move over. No biggie." Janelle gave Adi an apologetic grin and moved to a neighboring seat. Far be it from her to upset the boyfriend-girlfriend classroom seating dynamics.

Him...join in on the singing?

Pfft! Yeah right.

"Very funny," Benny remarked, fighting the urge to stick his tongue out at his best friend. He didn't right sing in private, he wasn't about to do it in the public eye of the classroom, no matter how much of an entrance he might have needed.

Speaking of entrances first AJ and then Angel proceeded to make a mark on the classroom with their presence. "Hey," he greeted his girlfriend as she moved to head to a seat a little away from the group. She was free to sit where she liked but he still liked to see her. They didn't always get a chance to meet up in the morning despite sharing a house.

Morgana, this was ridiculous.

Why would they have a lesson there when the swamp was pretty much ALL OVER the area? Couldn't they have moved the lesson somewhere else? And WHY not? Tsk. This was gross and people weren't making it any easier as some of them - aka Aegis - were actually getting themselves all muddy and disgusting just for the sake of being a stupid Gryffindor. Honestly.

And wow, whoever was singing was probably having an amazing time with all of those high notes. Agatha sighed and made her way to the other side of the nasty swap as best as she could using a raft. No great entrances from her, sorry. This was too gross.

However the song did have a funny effect when you were rowing your way over a swap. Agatha felt like she could conquer the world or something. Finally stepping into the classroom, the girl made sure her uniform was still Bellaire-standard. It was. "Hi, professor. Nice singing." The Slytherin greeted the woman politely anyway, just because she was a nice person and was helping her with her own ballet lessons and such. Agatha knew better.

The fifth year decided to sit with people she knew she could deal with and oh, how fitting. Beverly and Finn were sitting together. Agatha went over to where they were and took a seat without asking permission. "Hello."

Ahhh, the swamp.

Gregoire took a dip in it not to long ago. To see why it was unusually expanding, that's why. Not weird...he didn't WANT to go swimming in smelly muck marsh water...but he wanted to do a favor for Hogwarts. So yeah. Sadly he found nothing. But, he wasn't going to give up! The Frenchie was going to get to the bottom of this mystery! Even if that meant the death of him! Well, that was a bit of an over exaggeration, but still...the Slytherin would find out what had happened, and why this was happening. Mainly who or what was causing this. Justice would be served to the sick mind doing this!

Getting onto one of the rafts, the dirty blonde fourth year started to row across the water which was now about waist high in the first floor corridor. He was whistling the tune of 'Row Your Boat' while doing it, because the song suited this scenario. Since the History of Magic Professor was also a big fan of the arts, that was another reason why he was whistling. Finally, once the boy had made it across, Gregoire strutted into the classroom while exclaiming in a sing-song voice "Bonjour Professor!!!! Gregoire Bastion here!!" Letting the entrance settle in the air, continuing on with his delicate yet strong, French accent "Nice singing Professor!" A smile struck his face from ear to ear.

With that loud entrance done, the Slytherin slithered over to an open seat, and sat down.

Whew, they had made it all the way across and Margo exited the raft as quickly as possible. "I have a thing about water....even yucky water." Margo said turning around to see if Haden had gotten off the raft yet. "What do you mean make and entrance?" Margo asked. And then turn toward the classroom door and saw the sign. "Oh, that's what you mean." She said .... "I don't know what I should do......" Margo as trying to think.


Margo was out of ideas. She had nothing left in her after the fear of that water, swamp what ever it was. Margo entered the classroom and just smile. "So after that crazy swamp thing and gross water, I've got nothing left." Margo said out loud. She couldn't, she just couldn't so Margo took a seat and waited

Seriously...this whole swamp thing was the biggest pain in the behind. Caleb could never remember being crankier in his life...rowing with rafts was HARD! His arms hurrrrrrt. How was he supposed to concentrate now? All he could think about were his aching muscles, as well as the fact that he had to do it all over again in just a little bit...

As far as the whole make an entrance bit...he just threw his hands up in the air and shook them in a very lame attempt at jazz hands. There. Done. He took a seat near the back and collapsed dramatically in the seat.

So this swap was a mess right? It really was. Cinna hopped on to one of the rafts and grabbed the oar. She paddled her way through the swap. Just for the fun of it she mummed rather loudly, Row row row your boat as she made her way in front of the History of magic classroom.

As she expected she spotted the usual make an entrance sign. Tehe. That was exactly what she planned on doing. She twirled into the classroom blowing kisses to EVERYONE. And she mad sure that she got EVERYONE even Glendower got one. With a wink, she turned to the professor. "Gooood morninggg professor Glendower, hope you're wonderful today." She twirled right to a seat near Zander and the rest of the cool people in that area. Yep.

Hayden was glad the raft ride went off without a hitch. There was no vomit, and not a huge freak out. See? Margo could totally do it. She just nodded thoughtfully but didn't comment as the girl told her about her fear of water. She didn't have anything useful to contribute, so she stayed silent. They quickly moved on to contemplating entrances.

Hayden supposed she should have thought about it before coming to class. She knew what to expect by now. Oh well, she could just think on her feet. Her thoughts didn't flow well from her mind to her body. She didn't think before acting. Hayden laid down on the ground and log rolled into the classroom. Why? She had no rational explanation. She had just done it.

"Hello professor," she greeted before taking a seat by Margo.

"Row Row ROW YOUR BOAT....SWIFTLY CROSS THE SWAMP...

STINK-ITY
STANK-ITY
SMELLY-ITY
SWAMPILY

GATORS LIKE TO CHOMP...."

Sang Zahra for her entrance. She had brought an oar with her, ripe with SWAMP water that she casually dripped on her classmates on her way to her seat. She also threw a BIG ENTHUSIASTIC WAVE towards Professor History. Z's favorite.

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Finally starting to make a little progress with the ends of his robes, he started to move up-- O_______O WHAT IN THE NAME OF MERLIN'S GRAYING-- ???!!!!!??? "AHHHH!!!" Zander let out a ahem, loud yelp. The Prefect practically jumped up a good three feet into the air and everything. It wasn't even the swamp monster thing that got him. It was the shoulder attack. And the fact that it was entirely UNEXPECTED???? Didn't people know that he was jumpy?? It was one of his defining characteristics, people!!!

But it wasn't just any people was it? -__________- "Aegis." Merlin. Why. WHY WAS IT ALWAYS ZANDER ADAIR?! Huh?? Zander didn't even really know this boy. And for some reason, he had gone as far as to designate Zander Adair as the butt of all his jokes. Zander was clearly not amused. And he figured that Professor Glendower wouldn't be either. But he couldn't help it, okay? It wasn't his fault!!!

"Good Merlin. Class hasn't even started yet and you're already scared of something?" Zander was so Un-Gryffindor. SO Zahra prodded him with her oar - her swamp covered oar. PROD. PROD. PROD.

AND BOW! Aegis kept his arm on Zander's the best he could why the Prefect jumped and yelped like he did. When Aegis bowed he pulled Zander down with him, as the fellow lion was apart of his entrance so he should be given some credit as well. "Zander"

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"Good Merlin. Class hasn't even started yet and you're already scared of something?" Zander was so Un-Gryffindor. SO Zahra prodded him with her oar - her swamp covered oar. PROD. PROD. PROD.

He nodded to him with great approval when suddenly a Beautiful Blonde from their same house came in and berated the poor Prefect for his Cowardly Lion-likeness. "Nah, it was part of our Entrance. He played his part pretty damn well." He patted Zander on the back to show more approval. Besides it's best to look like Total Bros when in front of a stunning lady

Before he took a seat Aegis looked down at himself. Hmm, gotta remove this swamp muck. Taking out his wand Aegis took his Robe off and laid it down in front of him. "Tergeo" He cast the Cleaning spell and all the murky swamp gunk siphoned off his Robe. Then he whipped his wand at the Robe and said "Ventus" a gust of air shot from his wand and..eh dry enough. He did the same with his Khaki pants and picked up his Robe. Nabbing a seat near Cinna and the rest of them

Swamp? No. Heck no. Dot stomped around on the bank of the swamp, careful to avoid splashing her shoes. She needed a hero. Someone to carry her across, or row for her. Anything. She wasn't going to go into that yucky mucky place. No way.

Only... if she didn't get across, she couldn't go to class. And she actually liked this class. And her friends were over there.

DILEMMA.

"FINE. FINE OKAY?" Dot stomped her way into a raft and splashed her way awkwardly across the swamp, sending up a rain of muddy, stinky water behind her as she paddled. This was her grand entrance, because she was NOT IN THE MOOD to put on a show for anyone else. Once her raft bumped up against the opposite bank, Dot climbed out and stomped into the classroom.

Ta. Da.

"Yeah." As if he needed reassuring, she was simply being a smart-aleck. That and because she wanted to hear him stutter some more. She was weird like that. People hardly stuttered nowadays she found that refreshing TOO.

Oh, look! A tiny Cutty. :3

Hiding a grin at her best mate's entrance, she turned her attention back to Finn. He was unsure, was he? She didn't have to explain the reasoning of her compliment. "Finn." He looked like a Finn. "Beverly. Beverly Wayne." She extended her hand to him just as Agatha joined them.

"Hapgood." The witch's lips twitched. Was her friend in a bad mood or not? It was always a guessing gave with this Snake. It amused Beverly.