Zander was going to be the first person to show up to Muggle Studies. Or at least he was trying REALLY hard to be. This trying to be a teacher's pet thing was exhausting. How did Sophie Brown manage to get all of the Professors on her side, when Zander could hardly even manage the one. But he was trying and he wasn't going to give up. And he was kind of breaking out into a jog at this point, but really no one was watching him... Right?

So pft, whatever. Gotta do what you gotta do.

And Zander Adair meant serious business. Finally only a few paces from the door, he put on a big, goofy smile and slowed down his pace to that of a brisk walk. There. No one would be able to tell that he jogged to class today if he just brushed a hand through his hair. Nooope. Aside from the slight color in his cheeks and the heavy breaths, but who was paying attention? Hopefully no one.

"Hello, Professor! Super excited about the lesson today," he gave her a big smile as he walked past and went for a seat near the front. What? If he was trying to do this then he might as well play the part, right?

Having been woken up in the middle of the night by a disturbing nightmare about a Giant Squid (not our dear Bartholomew, but a much more aggressive one), Natalia, once again, arrived in class almost half-asleep.

Yeah yeah, Muggle Studies. Since Natalia essentially grew up in a purely muggle household, she could just sleep through this class, right? She would probably still pass the class if she skipped most of the lessons... Natalia just wanted time to catch up with sleep, something that Hogwarts was never really generous at offering.

"Hello Professor..." Natalia attempted to greet the kind-looking professor with a returning smile but instead ended up with something more of an elvish scowl.

Scanning around the room, Natalia noticed that there was only one other soul in the classroom, and it was.... ZANDER. Hurhurhur. Hello Zaaaaander. He wouldn't mind her company, no doubt.

Without saying hello to the Gryffindor prefect, Natalia dropped her bag on the desk next to Zander with a loud THUD! She then collapsed onto the chair and propped both of her legs on the desk while sliding down against the back of her chair. Perhaps she could get in a couple of minutes of sleep before class starts...

Time for Muggle Studies, and Lux was curious to see what they would be learning about today. This class was always so interesting, and that was why it was one of her favourites.

Entering the classroom, she spotted Professor Moxley right away. "Hello, Professor!" Smiles for her as well as Zander and Nat. "Hey, guys!" Taking a seat on Nat's other side, Lux took out her notebook and pencil. With a snort, she noticed Nat settled in. Seemed like she was ready for a short nap.

Muggle Studies was the easiest subject ever. Well, besides Potions, that is. Potions came naturally to him because he freaking loved it. This subject only came naturally to him because of the whole muggle upbringing or whatever it was. Basically, he knew stuff so why was he still here? Easy O, man, easy O.

And with that thought in mind, Grayson strutted into the classroom with enough confidence to fill the oceans. "Hey, Professor," he said, giving her a nod of his head. Dudette always looked so happy, what was up with that? How can someone be so happy all the time? Was that the Essence to Induce Euphoria or was she just naturally happy?

Weird, man.

Whatever. Grayson headed over towards an empty seat towards the back of the class and sat back. It was only then that he properly acknowledged how many people were there and..........

.............. oh jeez, was he EARLY?! Oh man, this was gonna make him look like a freaking dork.

Muggle Studies time. Kace decided to get here early today because he was done eating and he was in the neighborhood of where classrooms were. As he walked down to the classroom, he noticed the Muggle Studies classroom was open and he walked inside and he noticed only like four people showed up so far. He gave them all a friendly wave and he noticed Professor Moxley and he smiled warmly and greeted her with, "Hello Professor, I trust you are well.." I mean he knew by her smile but he wanted to make sure.

After he greeted the Professor, he took a seat at his desk but then he realized they were at the front of the room. He frowned and then sat on one of the bean bags and took out his quill and notebook and began to doodle. He would of course stop when the lesson began. He looked up and noticed Eden was waving at him and he smiled and waved back. She seemed cheery today and he liked it!

Eden was one of the first to arrive, and she smiled as she saw Professor Moxley's smile BECAUSE IT WAS INFECTIOUS. She couldn't help but return it. "Hiya, Professor--" she said, in good spirits. She swept further into the room, though, and gave a wave to the ever wonderful Zander..."Hi, Zander--" she said with a nod.

She didn't know the girl's name, but she did wave at the Gryffindor[Natalia] before slipping into a seat near Grayson... "Hiiiiii," she said with a playful nudge in his direction. "Whitlock. You're looking dashing today, as always..." she smirked.

Flirting, playfully, with Grayson was a fun pastime, wasn't it? She smiled and waved at Lux, too. Wow. Everyone was so nice and AWESOME today. And Eden swept her tinted hair back into a pony-tail, her blue eyes traipsing around the room to see if she had missed saying hi to anyone. SHE COULDN'T LEAVE ANYONE OUT!

OH! There was a Kace! Eden waved cheerfully at him, too.

Muggle Studies. He LIKED Muggle Studies now, which was something because he was sure he HATED it in his first year... and it would have been a shame to discontinue a subject about his own culture. Culture? YES... that's what it was, right? He'd lived as a muggle for most of his life, so it was only right that he celebrated it by getting O's in this class.

SO.. with his bag hitched up on his shoulder, Zeke strode into the classroom with a grin.

"Hello, Professor Moxely," he greeted with a smile.

THEN... seats.

WHERE to sit?

...

...

THERE!

Zeke crossed the room to a table at the side, and set his bag on the floor before pulling his things out.

Right...time to get to Professor's Moxley class or he would be late! Henric grabbed a piece of pumpkin pie and he got from breakfast earlier and put it in his mouth. He shouldn't run while eating...but yolo. He briskly walked into the muggle studies classroom while making sure his tie was straighten so he could greet the professor sitting at the table.

Henric forgotten he still had his pumpkin pie in his mouth, embarrassed he quickly spit it out in his hands.
"Sorry,Professor Moxley...uh..morning!"he grinned sheepishly and turned around before his ears got anymore redder. He walked towards his usual seating area and put his satchel down on the floor. He noticed the drawing on the board. Were they learning about how muggles communicate with each other via telephones? He remembered doing that activity since he was 6 while he was being homeschooled. Must be interesting to see how the others reaction to this.Yup...

Puck slipped into the muggle studies classroom as quietly as possible. The smile on Moxley’s face was, well, nice to see…still, despite her own OWL scores she didn’t think that well…she was going to be well received in classes this term considering how she had basically failed Gryffindor. EVEN though she was trying.

Standing there, her bag hanging off of her shoulder she just smiled to everyone…no sitting near Zander, cause that would mean sitting ON Nat and she wasn’t going to pull an Aegis. Because that was just weird….still, being muggleborn he was the perfect person to sit next to right? He knew things. He was like the encyclopedia OF muggle awesomeness.

“Hey Zander,” she nodded over to him and sent Nat a little grin as really, that would have been her own go to approach in Arithmancy…the class already didn’t make sense to her as it was. Deciding not to debate too long she just simply sat at one of the empty desks. Putting her smile completely to the HIGHEST conceivable level well, for her that is, she turned her attention to Professor Moxley. “Hello Professor Moxley,” she smiled over to her. Yep. She was going to be nice. ALL class. No matter what happened. EVEN if the class was about muggle deaths…seeing as well that kind of seemed to be a trend after…well, after things happened.

Zhenya was quite excited for another muggle studies lesson, considering she didn't know much about muggles or they way they lived, and she generally learned very interesting things. She walked into the classroom, greeted by the familiar classroom, and smiled to those she knew. "Hello Professor Moxley," she greeted the Professor who was wearing her infectious smile, before sitting in an empty table and pulling out her textbook, parchment and muggle 4-way pen.

Norah beamed at Professor Moxley as she entered the classroom. Muggle Studies time was ALWAYS a good time. It was practically a rule. "Hi Professor! I'm super duper excited for today's lesson." Could she TELL how excited she was? 'Cause she was really, really excited. Maybe they could make food again! That'd be radical.

The fourth year walked with a big ol' bounce in her step over to an empty seat next to Puck. "Hiya Puck!" With a grin at the Prefect, she bent over to pull out her note taking stuff and put it on the desk, half hoping she wouldn't REALLY need it because there'd be an exciting activity today, riiiiight? Intertwining her fingers on the desk, she sat up straight and put on her most politest smile. Take it away, Professor Moxley.

Chance entered the Muggle Studies classroom. It was actually one of the classes he was rather good at. He didn't need to study long hours on this one due to him growing up muggle wise. He looked around the classroom as he entered. Not much had changed from last year. The desks and board still looked the same. The classroom was set up very muggle wise.

And there were lots of people already here. Chance gave a wave and a "HEY EVERYBODY!" As he made his way down the rows. He stopped about the middle of the class to find an empty desk. He'd let someone else choose to sit with him if they pleased. He looked around and tried not to butt into any of the conversations thAt were already going on.

Sophie had considered dropping Muggle Studies, as there was no real practical application of it in her future. Everything she needed for her future involved magic, and anything Muggle-related she hadn't already learned in her past three years in the class, she could've learned from Tobes. He was the nerdiest wizard-who-thought-he-was-a-Muggle she'd ever known. But... all in all, when it came down to it, she'd gotten an Outstanding in the class, Moxley was super fun, and getting ten NEWTs in her future sounded way better than getting nine. So, the subject was being KEPT.

"Hi, professor. You're looking particularly radiant today," Sophie noted with a smile and a brief wave of her hand before surveying those already in class - Zander, Lux, Kace, Eden, Puck, and Norah got smiles in particular, but she also had a friendliness for Grayson and Zeke, both of whom she admired. Grayson was a big-head, but he was knowledgeable, and Zeke knew everything about everything, probably. So... best to keep them as allies, yes.

With two chairs at each table, Sophie surveyed the tables first that were full - Zander's, unfortunately - and those that had only one person at them. Hmmmmmm. Maaaaybe she would leave this up to chance, yes? The prefect sat at a vacant table and started getting her materials out for class, letting everyone else who entered decide who would sit by her.

Living dangerously.

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, RORIE HAZELWOOD HAS ARRIVEEEEDD. (That was a very Dec thing to do, Rowena.) Waves here and there. Just kidding. She wasn't addressing anyone. LOL please. Like she would waste her breath and energy on saying half hearted hellos. Plus this was her first class since she went...ahem...CUCKOO. She didn't want to have to deal with explaining herself to nosy peeps.

The rainbow haired girl took a seat at an empty desk, her common stoic face worn. She had PROMISED her newly reunited parents that she would TRY to behave this term. And you know what, she's doing good. So far...

Just probably have to keep her mouth under watch.

Today was a weird day.

It wasn't an up day but it wasn't a down day but it wasn't a middle day either but it wasn't just a DAY. It felt more like an everything day. Toby couldn't really explain it, and the more he tried, the more it hurt his head, so he soon stopped trying.

Usually this might have been one of those confusing not-positive-enough days that made Toby stay in his dorm and pretend he was ill, but this was MUGGLE STUDIES, taught by MOXLEY. He just liked her, y'know? She was super nice, and he didn't want to miss her lesson.

Sooooo here he was. Toby had paused briefly before reaching the door to sort of stop and collect himself and hitch a grin onto his face as he entered the room. Moxley had been another teacher to notice when he wasn't doing so hot (granted, he HAD been very obvious, but shhh) so he took extra measures to be extra happy in here. Also 'cause she deserved a happy class and all. All the teachers did, yup.

"Hi Professor!" the Hufflepuff said, usual cheerfulness in effect as he crossed to his usual spot by one of the windows. "Looking cheerful today!" Toby was too, see the grin? Yeah. He sat at his desk and started setting up.

Dot was VERY excited to see Professor Moxley again, since the woman had an uncanny way of making everything Muggle interesting. It was a gift, since most classes could be dead boring pretty shortly after the class began. Someone ought to make the professor run for Minister of Magic.

"Good day, Professor," Dot gave the professor a finger wiggle before taking a seat... um um um. Next to Norah! Her new Hufflepuff friend with the very cool shoes. Dot swept into the seat and immediately ducked her head to see what kind of shoes Norah was wearing today.

And here came Ophelia Clarke, the third year who was actually kind of excited about the lesson. While Muggle Studies was in no way her favorite class, it was always interesting. Like that one time they learned about the Salem Witch Trials from forever ago. Or did she just dream about that? Honestly, the third year couldn't remember, as it seemed so long ago at this point. However, it was a cool lesson if it did happen. Albeit terrifying. Why did most of these lesson terrify her, again? It was just that THING with Muggles, they could be so scary sometimes.

"Hello, Professor. How are you doing?" The blonde was also in a good mood today, having finally finished a sketch she was working on and having had a good meal before this class had started. Just enough to fill her up, not enough to weigh the girl down and make her feel sleepy. Not sleepy at all actually. It was actually kind of nice to be back at Hogwarts. After most of the excitement calmed down, it was like being back at your home away from home, like moving in with a friend and settling down.

Sitting down at the first empty desk she could find, Ophelia ruffled her hand through her newly shortened hair and got out all of her school supplies, making a quick list in her notebook. This might be a little premature, as her curly hair hadn't really started growing back yet, but there was always the question of whether she was going to grow it out or make this a thing. Park of her said grow it out so you could style it and use it to change the shape of your face -it was only a THEORY, but the thirteen year old theorized that putting your hair a certain way could make you look like a completely new person. She really wanted to test the validity of this-- but another part kind of liked the way the new hair looked. It made her look older and somehow made her grey eyes look bigger. No problems there. She would have to ask her friend when she saw him next. Then again, he might not be any help, either. Sighing to herself, she began jotting down ideas before class began.

"Hey professor, good day!" Damien was not not on time? He wasn’t late, but he seemed to be... Early? Huh, okay, he could live with early. He yawned, adjusting his red and gold tie as he walked into the room, eyes searching the faces of the assembled students. “Yo, Hey, "Zanderrrr.” He said, waving to the Prefect who looked a bit pink in the face, oh and Lux- Damien waved to Lux, smiling warmly at the petite red head.

“Puckenstein! Ayyyyy.” He shot the other Gryffindor Prefect a big grin and stuck his tongue out at her in a playful manner, he’d like to have a proper talk with that lady soon, because they hadn’t spoken in a minute and he missed her. Eden, Eden got finger guns. “Wot’cha Edey?” He called out as he passed by, adopting a terrible English accent…

And then he saw her, sitting quietly, hair more vibrant than the aurora borealis and eyes as cool and deep as the ocean.

Roria, his Roria. Every time he saw her it felt different, but he was always amazed. “That seat taken?” Damien asked, grinning as stood before her, gesturing to the seat next to her. Probably not the best idea if he was trying to pay attention, but he couldn’t help himself, just like he couldn’t help bending down and giving her a quick, but very affectionate kiss. "Hey Gorgeous."

OKAY! Muggle Studies.

Wylie could do this! Not only did he already know THINGS about muggles, he HIGHLY doubted there would be anything dangerous or dirty or deadly in this class that he was going to have to worry about.

Plus, the Professor was SMILING. Not one of those creepy smiles where you just KNEW something awful was going to happen and the other person was just smiling because they thought you didn't know even if you did because the smile was creepy. No, no. It was definitely not one of those.

So, a safe, easy class? He was ready!

He gave the woman a smile of his own as he passed her and took a seat right in the middle of the class. Just in case he was bad at reading smiles and something bad did happen, it would get everyone else before him. He was generous like that.

Muggle Studies was such a hit or miss lesson for Clara.

It wasn't that she disliked Professor Moxley or anything related to that, it was just that sometimes she didn't want to learn about the muggle way of things. The blame could probably be given to her adoptive parents for that - they were muggles and particularly unpleasant. On the other hand, there were days when Clara wanted to know as much about muggles and muggle devices as she could, and these were usually days that she wasn't thinking of her future past Hogwarts. Scary.

Either way, very hit or miss. Today was a hit, so far. She walked into the classroom with a half smile on her face. "Hello, Professor," she said, before looking around the classroom. Eden was here already, but surrounded by people, and if Clara was going to deal with this class then people weren't going to be involved. Instead of sitting near or next to her best friend, she just waved to her and found an empty next elsewhere. Time for some focused learning.

Making her way into the Muggle Studies room Hady wondered what they'd be learning today. This was a rather enjoyable lesson usually and she was ready for it.

"Hello, Professor Moxley, having a nice day?" she greeted unable to keep a smile off her face when she spotted the bright happy smile on the Professors. This should be a great lesson seeing as how happy the Professor seemed. Certainly a good sign right? With a quick look around the room she made her way to an empty chair and sat down placing her bag on her lap making it easier to remove the things she'd need for the lesson. That done she placed her bag on the floor near her feet.

She was all ready for the lesson.

Muggle studies was a subject he DID learn at Charms school and he finally went to a class without feeling like a complete failure of not knowing anything despite being a fifth year. As he finally found the classroom on the first floor after following a couple of students he overheard talking about the subject. He entered the room with his wand at the ready. One thing he learned at this crazy school was that 1 a student had died last year and 2 the Professors were putting them in crazy unexpected tasks whenever they walked in to a classroom.

Flamsteeds SHOUTING and PLANET EXPLODING in their faces and Bellaire literally dropping them in the wild . “Survive mwahahaha” kind of thing.

So yes, Yoongi was not entering this room unprepared. Only, upon entering he realised that this was probably the most normal classroom he had seen so far and he lowered his wand, still not putting it back in its holster though. “Hello Professor” he greeted with a smile as well before walking to an empty seat and sat down

Muggle Studies always seemed mostly fun, even if last year they had spent most of the classes dressing up and trying out various muggle professions. At least figuratively. One didn't exactly operate in real life like the game...Benny hoped. And he had to say he was somewhat releieved when he walked into the appropriate classroom that he found it AS A CLASSROOM. Not as a stage or a jungle or anything else the professors came up with.
Maybe it would be a nice and normal experience.

"Hello, Professor Moxley," he greeted politely as he made his way further inside, the woman up by her own desk. Looking around for familiar faces, Benny noticed a few, but none of the usual suspects he'd usually sit around, at least in this class where you usually worked together with your desk partner. So the sixth year opted to take a random seat at one of the empty chairs littered around the room wondering where the three in question were before they began.

“No matter how hard you try...” head bop, “You can’t stop us now!” The sixth year Slytherin jammed along an oldie!rock tune as he followed the rest of the class towards the Muggle Studies room. It was a good day, really, and he ought to take advantage of it. “We’re the renegades of funk! We’re the renegades--...” Ethan stopped abruptly as he saw their professor waiting for them.

And that smile? It was priceless! The Slytherin’s good mood escalated further. “Hello, Professor Moxley!” he said, a full smile now on his face. Ethan eyed the rest of the class, and was surprised that he was relatively early.

Uh-huh. Eager beaver much, just like...Grayson over there!

The younger Snake swaggered towards the older boy, head bopping still, and settled beside him. All them cool kids sat at the back right? Right.

‘Sup nods for you Graygray! "No matter how hard you try...you can't stop us now!"