Vivian was starting to get tired and hungry. It was late in the afternoon already, and all she was really looking forward to was dinner and a good night's sleep. But she still had one more class to attend, apparently. She tried to keep her spirits high, because Vivian Iona Fairfield was NEVER in a sour mood. People would think it wasn't her if she was all sad and sulky. She wasn't going to let her exhaustion and hunger get the best of her. After all, it kinda was the last class... maybe. She didn't know. She'd get through the day, nevertheless.

The Slytherin skipped outside the Hogwarts Grounds with her necessary school supplies. Her bag was kinda heavy, but she didn't really mind. It was only more motivation for her to reach the lake. She saw the two Professors from afar, so she kept skipping and humming a small tune to herself. "Good afternoon, Professor Stewart and Professor Newton!" She managed a grin towards to both of them. See? Trying to keep the happy vibes around.

Vivian looked at the equipment around. Yep, she had no idea what they were going to do.

Holy Fwoopers was it cold!! Azura was bundled up in her cloak, a hat, scarf and mittens! She bit her lip a little as she slung her bag over her shoulder and walked quickly down toward the lake! She wanted to make sure she wasn't late!

Thankfully she saw that she was one of the first people there and she waved at the two professors. "Good afternoon Professors. " She said with a nod as she bit her lip and looked around..

Did they uhh... Get to sit down or anything?

Fiyero hurried down the path that led to the lake, munching on a few peppermint humbugs as he went. There, that ought to hold him until dinner! Still he hoped the teachers wouldn't keep them too late...

He quickly stuffed the bag of candy back into his pocket as he approached the lake. He wouldn't want to lose house points for breaking the "no eating" rule - or worse, get his candy taken away! He waved to Professors Newton and Stewart. "Hello, Professors," he greeted them. His eyes fell to the little rat tucked inside Professor Newton's jumper. "and Madame Curie," he added; the rat squeaked in reply.

A sudden cold breeze made Fiyero shiver, wrapping his cloak tighter around him. He blew into his hands, rubbing them together to warm them up. He hoped one of the professors would start a fire soon... though if this went anything like his first Potions lesson, he could probably manage a fire on his own. Well, he was getting a bit better about that... at least he hadn't set anything on fire since then. Still, just in case, he'd bought a cauldron repair kit the last time he was in Hogsmeade.

He had no idea what Potions and Muggle Studies could possibly have to do with each other, but he assumed someone would explain it eventually. While he waited, he stared out at the lake. Well, they certainly had a good view for this lesson, whatever it was about!

Janelle made her way down to the lake, cold already. Had she not put on enough layers for this class? She always wondered how the professors would manage to combine unrelated classes and today was no different. As it was getting late in the day, Janelle wondered if they would be brewing potions in the dark. Only one way to find out.

Reaching the "classroom" area, Janelle saw that she was not the first to arrive. "Hello Professor Stewart, Professor Newton, my fellow classmates." Janelle was in a rather good mood because these were two classes that she really enjoyed. Hopefully this would be a fun class and as always, she was ready for anything. Now she just had to wait for class to begin.

It be chilly Cap'n!

Tenacius was wondering why both Professors would hold an early evening class out in the grounds in what could be the coldest time of the year around these parts, so there he goes piling up the clothes-- extra charmed for warmth, before heading out of his common room.

He could still feel the nippy air on his face, but it didn’t diminish warmth and brightness of his megawatt smile "Goodafternoon Professor Newton, Professor Stewart!" he beamed and made a little toodle-doo wave at the Potioneer's snuggly tucked pet furball.

He saw the piles of wood and stone and naturally, he got excited. Because those are the usual items for -- "Professors are we making a bonfire???" because cold + outside = big fiery heater! To him anyway.

It was cold. FREEZING COLD. Being mid-December, snow had fallen and blanketed the ground and it was cold. Really, really, really cold.

Growing up in Southern California, Hadley wasn't good with the cold. Her definition of cold was anything below 65°F (~18°C). She was an absolute wuss when it came to the cold. Thus, Hads wasn't in the greatest of moods as she shuffled her way through the snow, full winter robes, scarves, thermal long johns underneath her uniform, and still hugging herself tightly against the cold, shivering.

What was even worse was the fact this was a potions class too. She was gonna end up a flea or something because she wouldn't be able to keep her hands from shaking.

A frozen solid flea. She was gonna die a flea encased in ice!

"Professors," She chittered through chattering teeth and bowed her head. "Why!? Why would you do this to us!?"

Making her way to her next class she was glad to find out that it was two together, that means more time to study for her owls. "Hello Professors" she said while wrapping her cloak closely to her body. Why was she always so cold.

Spotting a friend, because not to many people were there yet she went over "Hey Janelle!! hows it going?" she asked while looking around. Looks like things are going to get interesting... she also spotted Azura, the girl she had helped with DADA class. Echo waved over to Azura Echo hoped that she was doing better.

ARE. YOU. GUYS. FRICKEN. KIDDING????????????? T___T

. . .

There was seriously something majorly WRONG with the Professors at this school. They all just seemed to enjoy spiking the kid's drinks and making them all turn into popsicles, cause that was exactly what Mason was right now. If there was anything that disappointed her Dedushka and Babushka about her, then it was definitively her intolerance to cold. That was one of the main reasons she never visited, cause her tolerance to cold was non-existant, she died everytime she even saw snow, so this was HELL.

And now they were by the LAKE. The FROZEN-LAKE. . . wy tho? What was the point in having them freeze their little legs off? CLEARLY it was going to have some kind of 'purpose' like Myers' little-stunt. . . it was a stupid-purpose anyway. If Mason could just perfect that idiotic Warming-Spell, then she could finally get herself out of these situations, but noooooooooooooo. She just HAD to freeze.

She wasn't even going to greet the Professors, even if they were some of her favourites. All they got was a silent glare and a face that was clearly very UNAMUSED. Nobody was greeted. Nobody. *glowers*

#lamestRussianever

Okay it was mid-December.

It was cold. There was snow. Annnddd it was approaching early evening where the sun was setting. Yet there was a joint lesson happening. Outside. In the cold. In the snow. Right near the frozen over lake. Was there something wrong with this picture? Probably to most people but not to one Miss Hadleigh Lynch. She was very much used to the cold and snow and after spending a few hours out in it a few days earlier just sitting beneath a tree this was about to bother her in the least.

Arriving at the spot where the lesson was being held in not much more then her normal lesson robes, a jacket, and a thin pair of gloves. She could probably thank the Warming-spells she had placed on herself of the simple fact that she just didn't take to much notice to the cold normally. Either way it wasn't important right now. She had a lesson to attend.

Making her way over to the large logs she looked at some of the younger ones already there. They looked frozen! With a small shake of her head she pulled her wand out and nearly silently aimed and cast a few 'warming' charms on them. No sense in letting anyone freeze if she could be of help. Hopefully the charms would take effect quickly and were well placed. Without a word she returned her wand to her pocket and took a seat on one of the logs but not before sending both professors a smile. "Hello Professor Newton, Madame Curie, Professor Stewart."

Potions, his only good lesson. And Muggle Studies. Something he was okay at, purely because - as far as he knew, as far as he'd grown up - Dalton was a Muggle. But together? The idea sounded pretty absurd.

And to make it worse, they were working out at the lake. In December. In Scotland no less. Tugging his red beanie hat lower over his ears and shoving his hands deeper into the pockets of his robes, Dalton trudged through the grounds to the logs, nodding at the professors as he took a seat on the the furthest log from the front.

Could he light a cauldron now please? Warm himself up?

Conflicted. He was so conflicted about all of this. Jaemin had bundled himself up in a peacoat that very nearly swallowed him whole, gloved hands peeking out, face half hidden behind a Slytherin scarf that was longer than he was tall. He'd wrapped it around himself a few times, and it was keeping his cheeks nice and warm. He made his way down toward the lake, wrinkled nose hidden behind the green and silver.

Potions was growing a lot easier, day by day, because Professor Newton hadn't accidentally poisoned anyone since last year. However... he wasn't very thrilled with the idea of Muggle Studies being put together with Potions. He wasn't very thrilled with the idea of Muggle Studies at all anymore, but... well hopefully with it being a joint class, there wouldn't be anyone asking him to draw and giving him failing marks for not wanting to.

The small Slytherin looked at both of the professors, giving a small wave as his eyes lingered on Art and the little rat nose poking up under his chin. He turned on his heel immediately after and went looking for a seat, plunking his stuff and himself down on one of the logs a good safe distance away.

Janelle was busy trying to think of the best way to keep warm, when she saw a familiar face. With a smile, she greeted her fellow fifth year as she approached. "Hi Echo. All is well with me. What about you? How have you been?" Janelle was going to have to make an effort to hang out with Echo sometime. She had a feeling that they would really get along well.

Janelle wanted to clean her Potions supplies, but since she didn't know exactly what they would be doing, she decided to wait for instructions. In the meantime, she walked around and bounced up and down to keep herself warm. Was it time to start yet. Please?

The class was meeting outside. In the winter. Near a lake. In Scotland. It didn't take an Unspeakable to figure out that it was going to be super duper cold, and Dot had dressed accordingly. Boots, several layers of socks and trousers and gloves, and a hat with actual ear flaps. Cozy.

She couldn't figure out why some of her classmates were so shocked by the cold. It wasn't like it hadn't been cold yesterday. Or the day before. Common sense was sometimes in short supply.

"Good day, Professors. Bit nippy, what?"

GAH!!!! That one word could describe Kitty's attitude as she trudged bravely through the snow to their next lesson. She HATED, absolutely HATED extreme weather - weather burning hot (made it hard to wear a cape) or the freezing cold. Today it was freezing cold, and Kitty fought her way through it (covered in winter robes, a hat, and a big red scarf), wondering furiously why they couldn't have had this lesson indoors.

When at last she had reached the docks, Kitty flopped down right next to Mason Stevens, though in her discomfort she couldn't tell who it was. Then she wrapped her arms around herself and huddled in a ball, shivering and thinking mutinous thoughts. She felt too cold to say hello to either one of the professors. But if she could say something she would probably be informing them that it was easy for her to catch a cold and could she please be excused from this and any other lesson that would take place in this type of extreme weather.

It was cold.
Freezing cold
Beyond cold.
So cold that not only did Noelle have her uniform on, but she also had on her small jacket, cloak, AND a bigger coat to suit. She was wrapped in a scarf and had matching pink gloves. Winter was not her friend.

But Muggle studies was one of her favorite classes.
It was nice to see the world she lived in, seen in a new light. Noelles breath puffed in front of her as she made her way to the lake and stood beside Azura. She grinned and nudged her but her hands were securely in her pockets and she hd no intent of taking them out u less she HAD to. Gloves or no gloves.

Noelle looked around at the class and saw her big sister, Hady. she got a big smile. She would have gotten more if Noelle wasn't trying to stay warm. She hoped Hady brought back pictures of her siblings. She loved seeing pictures of them.

Now when was class starting?

Kay stood beside Art, well bundled up in her purple jumper, gloves and scarf. She didn’t mind being out in the cold and anyway, soon the entire class would be warm. As soon as a sufficient amount of the kiddos arrived, she would get started. There would be no wasting time for she didn’t want anyone turning into icicles. “Is Madam Curie tucked away snugly, Art?’’ Come to think of it, she wasn’t sure of the little creature was out and about with them today.

SPOILER!!: Vivian! <3

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Originally Posted by Kimothy

Vivian was starting to get tired and hungry. It was late in the afternoon already, and all she was really looking forward to was dinner and a good night's sleep. But she still had one more class to attend, apparently. She tried to keep her spirits high, because Vivian Iona Fairfield was NEVER in a sour mood. People would think it wasn't her if she was all sad and sulky. She wasn't going to let her exhaustion and hunger get the best of her. After all, it kinda was the last class... maybe. She didn't know. She'd get through the day, nevertheless.

The Slytherin skipped outside the Hogwarts Grounds with her necessary school supplies. Her bag was kinda heavy, but she didn't really mind. It was only more motivation for her to reach the lake. She saw the two Professors from afar, so she kept skipping and humming a small tune to herself. "Good afternoon, Professor Stewart and Professor Newton!" She managed a grin towards to both of them. See? Trying to keep the happy vibes around.

Vivian looked at the equipment around. Yep, she had no idea what they were going to do.

Little Vivian was the first student to arrive and seemed to be in high spirits. Kay beamed at her. “Good afternoon to you too, Ms Fairfield. Make yourself comfortable. We will get started soon.’’

SPOILER!!: Azura! <3

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Originally Posted by FwooperOnYourLeft

Holy Fwoopers was it cold!! Azura was bundled up in her cloak, a hat, scarf and mittens! She bit her lip a little as she slung her bag over her shoulder and walked quickly down toward the lake! She wanted to make sure she wasn't late!

Thankfully she saw that she was one of the first people there and she waved at the two professors. "Good afternoon Professors. " She said with a nod as she bit her lip and looked around..

Did they uhh... Get to sit down or anything?

Azura seemed to be in much better spirits than the last lesson which made Kay very happy. “Hello, Ms Kennedy. Keep warm until we get started.’’ She winked then turned to greet the next student.

SPOILER!!: Fiyero! <3

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Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy

Fiyero hurried down the path that led to the lake, munching on a few peppermint humbugs as he went. There, that ought to hold him until dinner! Still he hoped the teachers wouldn't keep them too late...

He quickly stuffed the bag of candy back into his pocket as he approached the lake. He wouldn't want to lose house points for breaking the "no eating" rule - or worse, get his candy taken away! He waved to Professors Newton and Stewart. "Hello, Professors," he greeted them. His eyes fell to the little rat tucked inside Professor Newton's jumper. "and Madame Curie," he added; the rat squeaked in reply.

A sudden cold breeze made Fiyero shiver, wrapping his cloak tighter around him. He blew into his hands, rubbing them together to warm them up. He hoped one of the professors would start a fire soon... though if this went anything like his first Potions lesson, he could probably manage a fire on his own. Well, he was getting a bit better about that... at least he hadn't set anything on fire since then. Still, just in case, he'd bought a cauldron repair kit the last time he was in Hogsmeade.

He had no idea what Potions and Muggle Studies could possibly have to do with each other, but he assumed someone would explain it eventually. While he waited, he stared out at the lake. Well, they certainly had a good view for this lesson, whatever it was about!

“Good afternoon, Mr Jones!’’ The first year got a bean from the woman. How lovely it was to see the younger ones arriving early for the lesson.

SPOILER!!: Janelle! <3

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Originally Posted by Daydreamer11

Janelle made her way down to the lake, cold already. Had she not put on enough layers for this class? She always wondered how the professors would manage to combine unrelated classes and today was no different. As it was getting late in the day, Janelle wondered if they would be brewing potions in the dark. Only one way to find out.

Reaching the "classroom" area, Janelle saw that she was not the first to arrive. "Hello Professor Stewart, Professor Newton, my fellow classmates." Janelle was in a rather good mood because these were two classes that she really enjoyed. Hopefully this would be a fun class and as always, she was ready for anything. Now she just had to wait for class to begin.

“Hello, there, Ms Guidry! It’s great to see you here so early.’’ The woman smiled at the Ravenclaw. She pulled her jumper tighter around her middle. Just a little longer, she reminded herself.

SPOILER!!: Tenacious! <3

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Originally Posted by Steelsheen

It be chilly Cap'n!

Tenacius was wondering why both Professors would hold an early evening class out in the grounds in what could be the coldest time of the year around these parts, so there he goes piling up the clothes-- extra charmed for warmth, before heading out of his common room.

He could still feel the nippy air on his face, but it didn’t diminish warmth and brightness of his megawatt smile "Goodafternoon Professor Newton, Professor Stewart!" he beamed and made a little toodle-doo wave at the Potioneer's snuggly tucked pet furball.

He saw the piles of wood and stone and naturally, he got excited. Because those are the usual items for -- "Professors are we making a bonfire???" because cold + outside = big fiery heater! To him anyway.

There are some persons that radiate energy and Tenacious was one of those such persons. “Hello, Mr Salander!’’ He was bundled up so Kay was sure he was somewhat warm. She winked when he volunteered a guess as to what they were going to be doing today. “So close! You shall see soon enough.’’

SPOILER!!: Hads! <3

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Originally Posted by Callie

It was cold. FREEZING COLD. Being mid-December, snow had fallen and blanketed the ground and it was cold. Really, really, really cold.

Growing up in Southern California, Hadley wasn't good with the cold. Her definition of cold was anything below 65°F (~18°C). She was an absolute wuss when it came to the cold. Thus, Hads wasn't in the greatest of moods as she shuffled her way through the snow, full winter robes, scarves, thermal long johns underneath her uniform, and still hugging herself tightly against the cold, shivering.

What was even worse was the fact this was a potions class too. She was gonna end up a flea or something because she wouldn't be able to keep her hands from shaking.

A frozen solid flea. She was gonna die a flea encased in ice!

"Professors," She chittered through chattering teeth and bowed her head. "Why!? Why would you do this to us!?"

Oh dear. There were bound to be a few that would complain about the cold and Kay expected Haddie to be one of them. Not because the girl like to complain or anything like that but Hadleigh simply spoke what was on her mind. “You’ll be rather warm soon, Ms Denaker.’’

SPOILER!!: Echo! <3

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Originally Posted by Grrr..Meow

Making her way to her next class she was glad to find out that it was two together, that means more time to study for her owls. "Hello Professors" she said while wrapping her cloak closely to her body. Why was she always so cold.

Spotting a friend, because not to many people were there yet she went over "Hey Janelle!! hows it going?" she asked while looking around. Looks like things are going to get interesting... she also spotted Azura, the girl she had helped with DADA class. Echo waved over to Azura Echo hoped that she was doing better.

There came Echo! Kay gave her a wide smile as she pulled her amethyst beanie hat more snugly around her head. “Hello, Ms Duchaness!’’

SPOILER!!: Mase! <3

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Originally Posted by Nc.Ap.

ARE. YOU. GUYS. FRICKEN. KIDDING????????????? T___T

. . .

There was seriously something majorly WRONG with the Professors at this school. They all just seemed to enjoy spiking the kid's drinks and making them all turn into popsicles, cause that was exactly what Mason was right now. If there was anything that disappointed her Dedushka and Babushka about her, then it was definitively her intolerance to cold. That was one of the main reasons she never visited, cause her tolerance to cold was non-existant, she died everytime she even saw snow, so this was HELL.

And now they were by the LAKE. The FROZEN-LAKE. . . wy tho? What was the point in having them freeze their little legs off? CLEARLY it was going to have some kind of 'purpose' like Myers' little-stunt. . . it was a stupid-purpose anyway. If Mason could just perfect that idiotic Warming-Spell, then she could finally get herself out of these situations, but noooooooooooooo. She just HAD to freeze.

She wasn't even going to greet the Professors, even if they were some of her favourites. All they got was a silent glare and a face that was clearly very UNAMUSED. Nobody was greeted. Nobody. *glowers*

#lamestRussianever

Another unhappy student. Kay glanced at Art to see if he noticed. She didn’t want him feeling bad about holding the class outdoors so she put on her signature beam. “Hello, Ms Stevens!’’

SPOILER!!: Hades! <3

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Originally Posted by SpiritWolfe Malfoy

Okay it was mid-December.

It was cold. There was snow. Annnddd it was approaching early evening where the sun was setting. Yet there was a joint lesson happening. Outside. In the cold. In the snow. Right near the frozen over lake. Was there something wrong with this picture? Probably to most people but not to one Miss Hadleigh Lynch. She was very much used to the cold and snow and after spending a few hours out in it a few days earlier just sitting beneath a tree this was about to bother her in the least.

Arriving at the spot where the lesson was being held in not much more then her normal lesson robes, a jacket, and a thin pair of gloves. She could probably thank the Warming-spells she had placed on herself of the simple fact that she just didn't take to much notice to the cold normally. Either way it wasn't important right now. She had a lesson to attend.

Making her way over to the large logs she looked at some of the younger ones already there. They looked frozen! With a small shake of her head she pulled her wand out and nearly silently aimed and cast a few 'warming' charms on them. No sense in letting anyone freeze if she could be of help. Hopefully the charms would take effect quickly and were well placed. Without a word she returned her wand to her pocket and took a seat on one of the logs but not before sending both professors a smile. "Hello Professor Newton, Madame Curie, Professor Stewart."

“Hello, Ms Lynch!’’ It cheered Kay up to know that there was one more student who didn’t seem too bothered by the weather. What spell was that she had casted?

SPOILER!!: Dalton! <3

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Originally Posted by Harron Peasley

Potions, his only good lesson. And Muggle Studies. Something he was okay at, purely because - as far as he knew, as far as he'd grown up - Dalton was a Muggle. But together? The idea sounded pretty absurd.

And to make it worse, they were working out at the lake. In December. In Scotland no less. Tugging his red beanie hat lower over his ears and shoving his hands deeper into the pockets of his robes, Dalton trudged through the grounds to the logs, nodding at the professors as he took a seat on the the furthest log from the front.

Could he light a cauldron now please? Warm himself up?

Another silent student but again, Kay responded with a greeting. “Good afternoon, Mr Fletcher!’’ She smiled and watched him sit far away from the front. It didn’t matter just as long he focused on the lesson.

SPOILER!!: Jaemin! <3

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Originally Posted by Ameh

Conflicted. He was so conflicted about all of this. Jaemin had bundled himself up in a peacoat that very nearly swallowed him whole, gloved hands peeking out, face half hidden behind a Slytherin scarf that was longer than he was tall. He'd wrapped it around himself a few times, and it was keeping his cheeks nice and warm. He made his way down toward the lake, wrinkled nose hidden behind the green and silver.

Potions was growing a lot easier, day by day, because Professor Newton hadn't accidentally poisoned anyone since last year. However... he wasn't very thrilled with the idea of Muggle Studies being put together with Potions. He wasn't very thrilled with the idea of Muggle Studies at all anymore, but... well hopefully with it being a joint class, there wouldn't be anyone asking him to draw and giving him failing marks for not wanting to.

The small Slytherin looked at both of the professors, giving a small wave as his eyes lingered on Art and the little rat nose poking up under his chin. He turned on his heel immediately after and went looking for a seat, plunking his stuff and himself down on one of the logs a good safe distance away.

Kay already had a smile on as she saw Jaemin approach. She waved back with a cheery ‘Hello, Mr Sung!’ Recently, she had gotten the impression he wasn’t fond of Muggle Studies and Kay wondered if that had been her doing.

SPOILER!!: Dot! <3

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Originally Posted by Cassirin

The class was meeting outside. In the winter. Near a lake. In Scotland. It didn't take an Unspeakable to figure out that it was going to be super duper cold, and Dot had dressed accordingly. Boots, several layers of socks and trousers and gloves, and a hat with actual ear flaps. Cozy.

She couldn't figure out why some of her classmates were so shocked by the cold. It wasn't like it hadn't been cold yesterday. Or the day before. Common sense was sometimes in short supply.

"Good day, Professors. Bit nippy, what?"

Kay thought that Dot looked quite adorable and fashionable in that hat. "Good afternoon, Ms Wojack-Gusey! It sure is... for now.'' She winked, keeping the mystery of the lesson a while longer.

SPOILER!!: Kitty! <3

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Originally Posted by Goblinfrog

GAH!!!! That one word could describe Kitty's attitude as she trudged bravely through the snow to their next lesson. She HATED, absolutely HATED extreme weather - weather burning hot (made it hard to wear a cape) or the freezing cold. Today it was freezing cold, and Kitty fought her way through it (covered in winter robes, a hat, and a big red scarf), wondering furiously why they couldn't have had this lesson indoors.

When at last she had reached the docks, Kitty flopped down right next to Mason Stevens, though in her discomfort she couldn't tell who it was. Then she wrapped her arms around herself and huddled in a ball, shivering and thinking mutinous thoughts. She felt too cold to say hello to either one of the professors. But if she could say something she would probably be informing them that it was easy for her to catch a cold and could she please be excused from this and any other lesson that would take place in this type of extreme weather.

"Hello, Ms Valentine,'' Kay said to the obviously angry Kitty. Oh dear... But she didn't have to worry. Clss was going to commence in a minute or two.

SPOILER!!: Noelle! <3

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Originally Posted by ChanceCoeur

It was cold.
Freezing cold
Beyond cold.
So cold that not only did Noelle have her uniform on, but she also had on her small jacket, cloak, AND a bigger coat to suit. She was wrapped in a scarf and had matching pink gloves. Winter was not her friend.

But Muggle studies was one of her favorite classes.
It was nice to see the world she lived in, seen in a new light. Noelles breath puffed in front of her as she made her way to the lake and stood beside Azura. She grinned and nudged her but her hands were securely in her pockets and she hd no intent of taking them out u less she HAD to. Gloves or no gloves.

Noelle looked around at the class and saw her big sister, Hady. she got a big smile. She would have gotten more if Noelle wasn't trying to stay warm. She hoped Hady brought back pictures of her siblings. She loved seeing pictures of them.

Now when was class starting?

Kay beamed as Noelle joined their ranks. "Hello, Ms Summers.'' She couldn't help but wonder if every thing was alright among her, Sabbath and Noah. The woman certainly hoped so.


The Professor glanced at her watch. “I reckon we should get started, Art.’’ She smiled at the man she had grown to think of as a father before stepping closer to her students. “Welcome to this joint lesson, everyone! Professor Art and I are pleased to see so many of you here despite the time… and temperature.’’ Her blue eyes twinkled as she surveyed them all.

“Now, I don’t want to keep you out in the cold any longer so let me explain what we’re going to do. Mr Salander came close with a guess earlier as to this. Instead of a bonfire, you each will be building your own fire. Yes, you will all be warm soon enough!’’ Kay grinned. “Professor Newton will explain the next aspect of the lesson after we have all built our fires.’’ She clapped her hand excitedly before pointing to the pile of already chopped wood. “Each of you is to gather a few pieces of wood…’’ She took about five pieces and neatly stacked them together so that one end of each rested on another. “Next, you simply take a match- I will be passing around a few boxes shortly- then create your fire.’’ Kaysha did exactly this by striking the match to the box. The resulting friction soon created the fire. Warmth engulfed her.

With the flames dancing before her and the others, she beamed. “This is simple enough. Not to worry about the wood or match not being able to get lit. They were all kept at the perfect temperature in preparation for the lesson so there should be no issues at all. But if you do, kindly let me know.’’

“So go on! Build your fires! Kindly collect a box of matches from me as well.’’


OOC: Hiya, lovelies! <3 Class has officially commenced now so no posting late arrivals, just pretend your charries has been here all along Kay and I plunged right into this activity for two reasons: to keep the students warm and for time constraint, given what Jess and I have planned. So for this activity only one post is needed but you can do more. Pretend Kay has given your charrie the box of matches. Class will continue in at least 24 hours (Jess will be able to give a more direct time). If you have any questions for me OOC, VM, PM or Skype/MSN me! For IC ones, put ‘Professor Stewart’ in your post’s header.

Before she could answer the class was starting. Smiling over at Professor Stewart she was shivering all over, but thank goodness that they were going to be building fires.

"I'm great!! A little cold but okay.......Did you want to work together? " Any help is great help plus it will get them warmer faster. ... or she hoped.

Niomi was getting cold outside, luckily class started. Once the Professor said they would be building their own fires, Niomi was nervous and excited at the same time. At least she can get warmed by something she made all on her own.

For the first step, Niomi collected her wood. She followed the Professor in collecting five pieces. She has never built a fire before in her life. Making sure she was doing this right, she followed each step carefully.

Once Niomi got her match, she was about to light the wood. Being nervous, she took a deep breath. Lighting the match, she placed the lit match on the wood. Right away the fire started. That wasn't that bad of a job. Niomi was proud of herself. She had a confident smile on her face, ready to continue on with the lesson.

Didn't they know that five o'clock was dinner time? Or at least so close to it that it was not the proper time for a lesson? Olly had eaten a snack before he came and he hoped it would tide him over until the end of the lesson when he could go eat some real food. Oh yeah, and it was cold. Waiting for the lesson to start had not been fun. But now that it was starting he was looking forward to making a fire. He started to reach for his wand before he remembered that this was a muggle studies lesson so he would not be using magic. They would have to start a fire the muggle way. It seemed difficult, but at least he was familiar with the concept and how to light a match. Some purebloods might have a little bit of trouble with that.

Olly went over to the pile of wood and grabbed a few to bring back to his spot. He arranged them carefully, imitating how the professor had done it. Then he took the match box from her. That was the part he knew how to do. He struck the match against the rough side...except nothing happened. Not the first time at least. When he tried again it lit on fire as intended. So he laid it against the wood, hoping it would be as easy as the professor had made it look. The match just burned itself out. A small piece of the larger wood caught fire, but it quickly went out. Olly frowned and tried again. He lit another match and dropped it against the wood. The second time went a lot better and the tops of two of the wood pieces started on fire. It slowly started spreading all over, and soon it would give him adequate warmth.

Miranda listened as Professor Stewart spoke about there being a joint lesson... Oooh! Fire... So they were going to playing with.... I mean building fires ....
So, along with the other students she went and grabbed a few pieces of wood and a match. Arms full of all that was needed for a nice fire she walked back to the spot she had chosen and set to building a bitty little teepee and struck her match as she had seen some of the other students do. She had to blow just a little to get it to catch, but before long she had a decent little fire going.

Okay.. It was cold.. And it got colder the more she stood there. Even though she felt connected with the Snow, due to the fact that it WAS her mother's maiden name.. This was not the connection she was feeling.. She felt peace when she watched it fall.. Not when she was standing in it when her toes threatening to go numb!

She turned to smile at Noelle as she saw her friend come close to her and nudge her and she grinned and nudged her back.. She would have said something as well... But her mouth wasn't working so well at the moment!

Maybe it had frozen shut?

Finally the lesson was starting and Azura let out a soft sigh of relief they were going to be making a fire! She didn't care if it was the muggle way or not! She would take heat anyway she could! She moved up to get some firewood before she looked up at Professor Kay as she got her matches.. "Will we be heating a potion on these fires?" She asked curiously as she looked around.. If this was a potions class that was the most logical answer right?

She moved back to where Noelle was, and carefully stacked up her wood, and then she lit the match and smiled as it burst into flames! Wow.. that was kinda cool! She put the match down into the wood and soon.. It caught fire as well! She dropped the match into the flames and put her hands out to warm them.

They were going to build their own fires here? Couldn't they just you know...cast the fire-making spell instead? Meh. Guess not.... Since this was in fact Muggle class, he would just do it the old fashioned way. Good thing he was a boy scout and camping was one of his favourite pastimes. Once he gathered the firewood and the necessary matchstick box, he began stacking up the wood on the ground with dry leaves added below. He was convinced they would make an excellent firestarter. Henric had no problem lighting one matchstick up and carefully placed it into the pile. He blew just enough until the wood caught fire. It eventually did, atlas he had built a little bonfire for himself! Nice! Great work, Henric! He looked around to see if anyone needed his help.

Well, Fiyero had been right about the fire, except they were going to be the ones making it instead of the professors. That was ironic... they actually wanted him to set something on fire. That shouldn't be any problem; he'd had loads of practice by now!

He started to draw his wand, but then he remembered this was Muggle Studies class (or at least part of it was). That meant doing things the old-fashioned way with wood and matches. He hoped this wouldn't go like that one time he went camping with his dad and grandpa. They'd gone through almost a whole box of matches before one of them was finally able to light the campfire!

Fiyero grabbed a few pieces of wood from the pile. He didn't think the number would matter much, but just in case, he decided to take five of them like Professor Stewart had done. after carefully arranging the wood, he struck a match. Please don't go out, he silently. He had another match waiting in his hand just in case he needed it, but to his surprise, the wood burst into flames in front of him. Wow, he got it on the first try!

He wondered if they were going to use the fire for a potion when one of his classmates suddenly voiced exactly what he was thinking. He still had no idea what this lesson was about. Were they going to be making a potion without magic? That hardly seemed possible...

Excellent! All the kiddos were getting on just fine for the time being. "Well done, those of you who already have their fires going. I know some of you may think it's better to use magic but this way can be just as fun. I firmly believe that having Muggle knowledge on how to do certain things can come in useful.'' Kay continued handing out the boxes of matches as she directed her attention to Azura.

SPOILER!!: Az! <3

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Okay.. It was cold.. And it got colder the more she stood there. Even though she felt connected with the Snow, due to the fact that it WAS her mother's maiden name.. This was not the connection she was feeling.. She felt peace when she watched it fall.. Not when she was standing in it when her toes threatening to go numb!

She turned to smile at Noelle as she saw her friend come close to her and nudge her and she grinned and nudged her back.. She would have said something as well... But her mouth wasn't working so well at the moment!

Maybe it had frozen shut?

Finally the lesson was starting and Azura let out a soft sigh of relief they were going to be making a fire! She didn't care if it was the muggle way or not! She would take heat anyway she could! She moved up to get some firewood before she looked up at Professor Kay as she got her matches.. "Will we be heating a potion on these fires?" She asked curiously as she looked around.. If this was a potions class that was the most logical answer right?

She moved back to where Noelle was, and carefully stacked up her wood, and then she lit the match and smiled as it burst into flames! Wow.. that was kinda cool! She put the match down into the wood and soon.. It caught fire as well! She dropped the match into the flames and put her hands out to warm them.

The woman smiled. "Yes! We'll be doing exactly that, Ms Kennedy. The only thing is it may not be a potion,'' she added mysteriously. There was a reason why the class had been set at this particular time. She glanced at Art. He would be explaining further in a moment.