The bench outside Alessia Lupa's office.

james sat on the bench outside proffeser lupas office hoping she would come by so he could ask her some questions about he subject, he knew they had'nt started the subject yet but it was his favourit one, also he wanted to get ahead, and find ut when the first lesson is

Rafe waited outside once more Professor Lupa's office, clutching his note from his mother. He knew it was the night after, usually not a pleasant time, but definitely better than the night leading up.

He sighed deeply and waited patiently once more.

She opened the door and looked towards her bench... there were two first years... "Come on in boys... forgive my tired appearance... the moon was not as kind to me last night."

Wow... that bench looked mighty comfortable... and Jake was oh so tired, having not trusted himself to sleep because... well, he couldn't really remember why anymore. Wait... why was he here?

...

Meh, he'd remember after a little shut-eye.

And with that, Jake sat on the bench and allowed his body to slump sideways (keeping his feet on the floor... being too tired to raise them). Lupa could take her time... Jake was quite comfortable sleeping here for an hour... or two... or eight.

Clutching a drawstring bag of random objects in her hand, LouAnn Purple dashed around corridor after corridor in search of Jake Upstead. She'd awoken from a nap some time ago with one thought in mind---find Jake. As she reached the fifth floor, she searched behind statues, around corners, and---oh, the bench! Jake!

She stopped and smiled when she saw him lying across the bench sleeping. He had mentioned being rather sleepy, if she recalled. Without another word, she sat beside him in an empty spot on the bench, falling fast asleep within moments of sitting down. What she was so tired for, she didn't know, but sleep seemed appropriate right about now.

She opened the door. "Oh Hello Master Upstead, Miss Purple... Come on in." She said. "Mr. Black was just going to sit for a few minutes..."

When she heard voices, LouAnn awoke with a start and nudged Jake in the side. "Hey, Jake? Our turn...," she said to him. With one last glance at the drawstring bag in her hand, she stuffed it into her pockets then headed into the office. What she was here for, she really didn't know. Jake had been on the bench and she'd been looking for him, though, so she sort of ended up here just by chance alone. "Good day, Professor Lupa. Cool class, by the way," she said, sliding into the office door and hoping Jake wasn't too far behind.

Rafe knocked furiously on Professor Lupa's door. And then paced back and forth by the bench. He wanted some answers. He was drenched head to foot because he had just gotten back from the lake. He was still shirtless, showing a somewhat hair chest, his wand attached to his leg in a holster, and was wearing just bright red swim trunks with a Gryffindor Lion on them. He didn't even care that he was dripping water all over the place. He just wanted to understand why Professor Lupa would tell someone (at that someone a clear hater of werewolves) about his secret or let it slip!

Kylie wanted to talk to Professor Lupa.. surprisingly not about homework or classwork either. Rather she was confused about the murmurings in class. So, Kylie sat down on the bench outside of Professor Lupa's office, waiting for her to say it was all right for her to enter.

She stuck her head out the door. "Master Lycaon, Miss Matthews, Master Black? Please come in."

Matheu sat on the bench and waited for the Professor to welcome him in.

"Next!" She said opening the door.

Kyle sat down..
Ready to try this again and introduce himself..
The first time He tried the full moon was out...
and the proffesor looked Vulnerable
and said to Him,"Please see me another time."
So there he stood..
His gray eyes iluminating in the blazing sunlight

Emma sat on the bench to wait her turn. as if being a first year wasnt bad enough, arriving late was even worse.
"I hope i didn't miss anything of the utmost importance." She thought to herself

Ask. Don't ask. Ask. Don't ask. Ask?

Edem had been gathering his courage since he walked against his will all the way to the fifth floor from the great hall. He didn't want to.. He was afraid of the answer he might get. But he couldn't afford to remain clueless any longer. Fly hadn't returned, and so there was no way he'd get a reply from anyone. Seriously, how long would it take for an owl to fly to France, then to Seattle, before coming back to England? Who would bother feeding it during its journey? Well, the trip obviously includes food hunting.

And finally there he was, in front of Professor Lupa's office. Smiling insincerely to another girl who was already there, he took a seat and waited for his turn patiently.

And, escorting the girl out she saw two Hufflepuff students and a Ravenclaw at her bench. "Come in children... I have cookies."

Emma stood up.
"Thank you kindly professor," emma said "but as I was waiting someone was able to get back to me as to the information I needed. So thank you again, and i'm sorry to keep you waiting."

"No problem," she said and waved to the kid. "Bye."

Lucy sat on the bench outside professors office waiting for her turn to come.

"Hello," said an over head voice, "I with another student at the moment and will be with you as soon as I am free, please be patient and enjoy the sweeties." A secret compartment in the bench opened to reveal a bowl of peppermint toad candy.

"Ok, professor" she said and took some sweets form the bowl and started eating them, "hmm, they're really nice" she thought in her mind and waited for her turn to come.

Copernicus seated himself on the bench outside the creature's office. Hmmm. Bring on the Prof. Now.

She saw the two students in her waiting area. "Miss Smith... Master Kettleburn... please come in."

Hm. Short visit. Yes.

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...

Okay, yeah, Jake was close to freaking out.

Instead of sitting on the bench, Jake paced like a sliiiiiiight madman. Hopefully this visit wouldn't take long... he just had one request... albeit one that might not be... you know... appreciated.

Running a hand through his shock of pink hair (which was starting to give way to more neutral tones, thank MERLIN!) Jake tapped his foot on the ground, feeling slightly sick.

Just a short visit...