Given time of the scheduled Arithmacy lesson, Cassie made her way down to the 2nd floor, her bag of school supplies slung over her shoulder. She was ready for another year of the subject but not ready for the change in décor that greeted her in the room as she entered it. Woah…that was a change. Not a bad or unwelcome change…but a change from the usual layout of the Arithmacy classroom.Not to mention she appeared to be the first one there. Not a common occurrence at all.

Regaining herself, she moved to the circle of pillows, choosing on to the right of the seated professor as her own for the duration of the lesson. “Good morning, Professor,” she greeted with a polite smile as she sat down, her bag laid beside her and the available lap desk. Her nose finally catching the scent that was waifing from the bowls and candles. "Smells pretty."

ARITHMANCY. Yet another class called a fancy name that Zoryn didn't know the meaning of.

Being an adult was pretty great.

Somehow the first year had managed to find her way to the classroom very quickly (yes, even SHE was surprised). She didn't usually make a habit of being late everywhere, but ever since she stepped foot into the castle, getting lost was always something that happened on her way to class. It was like a ritual by now. So when she walked through the right door on her very first try... She was flabbergasted.

"Hi Profess--"

What the heck. Where was EVERYONE?

And so just as quickly as she walked through the door, she turned right back out and made an exit. "Bye Professor!"

Because who the heck wanted to be the kid who showed up to class EARLY? Not Zoryn.

Being early was something that had never bothered Elle. In fact, she much preferred being early to being late, although she’d given the first year who had done an about-face and exited again a curious look. She hadn’t heard the professor excusing anyone, but then she’d just arrived. Questions and Hogwarts seemed to go together after all, so she shrugged it off and entered the classroom. A small smile crossed her face as she smelled the familiar scents of lavender and jasmine, then noticed the puppy that was apparently joining the lesson.

“Good morning Professor Greyvson,” she said, giving the professor a smile as she passed her cushion on the way to claiming one near the windows. That way she could look outside at the same time as she enjoyed the incense scents. Nothing about the lesson seemed like a traditional Arithmancy lesson after all, but that was nice.

Okay, really. She knew Hogwarts was a school of magic, but first Defense Against the Dark Arts, and now this? Had they run out of money to buy real desks this year, or something?
Well- as long as they still got to learn some real Arithmancy, it would be good enough for Sinead. She was absolutely convinced that she was going to be top of the class- she always had been in maths lessons before, and the skills had to be transferable, right?
Though... some of her other lessons had kind of taken her by surprise so far, but she knew she could straighten those out if she worked hard enough. Except maybe Herbology. She wasn't here to be a gardener.

Anyway- she wasn't it Herbology now. Pleased to see she was one of the first to arrive, she stepped smartly over to the Professor, trying to ignore the dog (?!) which was sat nearby.
"Good morning, Professor," she said, seating herself on a nice cushion right at the front of class. At least they had some kind of desks provided; ready to take notes, she arranged quill and parchment on the surface, impatient for the other students to arrive.

NUMBERS!

The first year really had no opinion on them really...other than they were kind of confusing and he still didn't remember off the top of his head how many knuts there were in a sickle that is. So this should be interesting to say the least. Assuming there were no distractions to be had so he could keep himself on task whiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiich became blatantly obvious as he stepped into the classroom and his curious blue eyes found a certain PUPPY!

Well...this made picking where he was going to sit SO much easie ----

*TWACK*

A certain departing Gryffindor bumped right into him as she was attempting to, er, flee the classroom. "ZORYN!" he chirped, grabbing her hand and tugging her back inside the classroom. "There is a PUPPY! I fink it's-s a Labrador Retriever! C'mon!"

Tugging and dragging - unless she put up no resistance and then he was escorting - his friend right on over to the cushion where the puppy was sleeping, Derf selected cushion right next to the puppy and plopped himself down with his enchanted suitcase resting behind him.

"Hi, puppy," he greeted. Oh, and hello to you too professor. Hi.

Brian saw pillows as soon as he entered and had to rub his eyes just to be sure he wasn't dreaming. PILLOWS. Now, what does one think when seeing so many pillows on the floor? Other than the absolutely obvious? Nothing. Nothing at all.

So this Hufflepuff prefect, in a style that could only be classed as his own, made a beeline for the squishiest-looking pillow, perhaps trampling someone's foot in his haste, and promptly flopped onto it. And then proceeded to take a nap.

Zzzzz.

Theres a reason why Tenacius was particularly early for Arithmancy-- it had a food cart around the corner. Heck he's spent a good 20 minutes emptying most of it scrumptious contents. Sorry Pretty Profy

He had just popped a donut in when he saw Zoryn made a collision with the Hufflepuff kid he knew was not "Derp" but people called him something like that so now he's Derp. Derpy-derp. Its a cute nickname.

"Hey Professor Greyvson!" Tenacius mumbled and beamed as well as he could with a full mouth. Oh wait is that Brian he sees? Sleeping Brian? Seriously its like the Hufflepuff Prefect was asking for this or something....

......So oh so carefully, the Curly Top took some dark licorice sticks out of his stash and nestled them under Brian's nose, making like a mustache, a small one under his lower lip like a goatee, and a whole bunch of thick ones right across his forehead, making a unibrow.

Now who's got a camera?

Hmm, another lesson she wasn’t so sure about lf she liked it. Opening the door from the classroom she looked around her to… Smell a strange smell immediately, making a face because she didn’t liked the smell she hoped that it only would be a temporary thing. Spotting the professor sitting she walked over toward the professor and smiled politely. “Hello professor” she greeted, not because she actually liked it to be here but because she had no other choice and because she didn’t wanted to be rude either.

Looking quick at the dog she wondered if she would caress its fur but she decided to just walk past the animal, not sure how the dog would respond to Vlam, her own pet rat she was carrying in her pocket.

Carlton had marched confidently through the second floor. He wasn't scared of Peeves and Miffy anymore! Well, he was but if they turned up he could just tell them he was on his way to Arithmancy and Professor Greyvson could come save him like she had last time.

But he didn't encounter the poltergeists. He arrived excited and relieved to the class room unharmed. Yay.

"Hello, Professor Greyvson!" Carlton gave her a big wave. She was so nice. He liked her. And then.... His eyes widened and he froze.

A dog. There was a dog. It was a dog.

Carlton ADORED dogs.

He didn't really think about the unusual set up in the class, all he cared about was the dog. He sat on a cushion closest to it and stared at it lovingly. He could aaaaalmost touch it. But didn't. He wasn't sure if he was allowed and he was scared it was just a magical dog that would disappear if touched or something. Nothing would surprise him anymore at Hogwarts and he didn't want to risk the dog disappearing. He'd only just met it!

So he just sat on his cushion, bringing the textbooks up from his bag before he continued to focus on the little puppy next to him. Best class.

It smelled funny in here.

Henry wrinkled his nose a bit as he walked into the classroom, willing himself not to sneeze. What was going on in here? The fifteen year old had to accompany his mother to her yoga class once a couple years ago and this... this reminded him of it. The set-up, the candles, the perfumy aroma... he supposed he wouldn't mind some extra exercising, but he really didn't want to do anything weird today. He actually liked the consistency of numbers at a moment when everything else in his life seemed so confusing.

"Hello, Professor," he greeted with a typical wide smile and tried to determine which pillow he'd like to sit on.

Wait.

Was that a dog?

Henry loved dogs, okay? In fact, he still really wanted one for himself and he bounded right over to the puppy, even though there were a handful of younger students hanging around him too. The cushions on either side were already occupied, but Henry knelt down right in front of the dog and held his hand out in front of him. "Is this your dog, Professor? What's his name?" Henry thought he was pretty great already. And he'd find his own, unoccupied seat soon enough.

Janelle walked into the Arithmancy classroom and took in the sight. Pillows and laptop desks. Okay. This was going to be interesting. Before she took another step, she was hit with fragrances. One she recognized immediately. Jasmine. Of course she knew that smell. Spotting the professor, Janelle greeted her. "Hello Professor. I can't wait to see what you have planned for us today."

Janelle found a comfortable looking pillow and made herself at home. She sat down, got comfy and began to take out her supplies. That done, she was able to give her full attention to the puppy. It was so cute and Janelle wanted to go and play with him. However, she assumed that playing with the teacher's pet during class would be frowned upon. Instead of that, she just waited quietly for class to begin.

A class Natalia could smile walking into. If nothing else she knew she knew Arithmancy. This was her favorite class and she knew she could figure out anything thrown at her. If there was one thing in her life that never changed it was numbers. They didn't lie to her and the calculation no matter how many times you did it was always the same.

As she walked into the room the smell was what caught her attention first. Were they in Divination? Well kind of if you really thought about it. Arithmancy was a form of it, hence the mancy at the end. "Hello Professor."

Turning she headed for a seat. What were the small desk things that were laying near? "Hey Elle, mind if I sit with you?" Finding a place near her dormmate she looked around the room.

What was that SMELL?! Kane always had a sensitive nose, and all this burning incense was not helping. Still, he put on a smile for the professor, because she was pretty and she had a puppy with her - and it wasn't Greyvson's fault that he had a sensitive nose and a huge dislike for this class.

"Morning Professor!" he said happily as he took his seat. Now that he was here the smell was starting to get slightly more bearable...

You know, Daisy was liking this new Hogwarts. Everywhere she went, there was food, it was like the staff was afraid they weren't eating enough. Or that walking up and down all those flights of stairs lowered their energy levels and they needed refuel at every corner. Which, let's be honest, it did. That was why Daisy had always carried food around with her but this year it was not necessary!

Nope, because the staff provided it, which was why she stood next to the tea cart stuffing her face with cookies as her colleagues walked into class. Once the fifteen year old didn't feel as greedy hungry she walked into the classroom with the weird set-up and the dog. No, puppy!!

Daisy waved distractedly at Professor Greyvson, eyes still glued to the puppy, and slowly made her way towards it. Gah, too many students around the pup already! The Slytherin crossed her arms and walked to the nearest available pillow - which was still MILES from the puppy - and let her bag fall to the floor with a PLUNK!

Probably for the first time in her life, Daisy seriously regretted the time spent eating the cookies.

*THWAK*, indeed.

"Ow," that wasn't 'upposed to be a part of the plan. *mellow*

Before she had the chance to reorient herself after that run-in, she felt herself being pulled and tugged back in the direction of the classroom. DEEEEEEEERF WWWHHYYYYYYY. Escape was SO CLOSE!!! She couldn't believe it. Darn it.

She was definitely resisting. Or trying to at least. But he was persistent. "Fiiiiiine, fine," she sighed DRAMATICALLY and allowed herself to be tugged over to the cushions at last. And just as she went to plot down too, she noticed the PUPPER!!!!!!

Yup. There goes all the attention she could have possibly put towards the class. Right out the window. Never coming back. "I've got a chocolate frog, do you think it likes those?" She was already throwing her backpack open in search of one.

Also hi Professor (part two).

Kat was really accumulating, her favorite subjects boxes up this term. Since Katerina had Nat as her Divination/Arithmancy buddy she had really gotten into the subject, and got a better understanding of it now. Enough to really like the art of Arithmancy. Which was a different turn from her normal favorite subjects.

The blonde headed into the classroom to see laptops desks and pillow seating, rather then the boring and unconformable workstations. But the smell, the smells she could do without. Unless it was a more subtle scent. She walked by the professor to greet her. "Hello Professor Greyvson." Oh look a dog.. Hi puppy! She continued on to find a seat.

She passed Henry, and waved at him. Now normally Katerina would sit with Nat in this lesson. But since she was sitting with Elle today, she would find someone else to sit with. She also waved at the two seventh year girls as she passed them. Kat nearly jumped a foot high at a noise. She turned around seeing the new Slytherin girl (Daisy) that she had seen around. "Mind if I sit beside you?" She asked with a small smile.

Olivia was here... and STILL indifferent about numbers. That had obviously not changed, but her general outlook sorta had. With this subject being less about practical application, at least it would be a peaceful lesson. Hopefully. How could numbers get crazy? This, we ask you...

.... Well..... she supposed if you were talking about curse-breaking... but with how the classroom was arranged, Olivia doubted that would be the focus of this lesson. No, it actually appeared to be geared towards relaxation, and that was definitely something the blonde Gryffindor could get behind. Honestly, she had a bit of a headache. She'd not slept that well the night before (which was basically every night, but eh). Thank the makeup gods for concealer and white eyeliner.

Oh, hello. There was a dog in the room..... Okay.

Depositing her bag off to the side of one brightly colored cushion, Liv eased herself down onto it, positing her legs. Criss-cross applesauce! Also, no verbal greetings from her today. Sorry, Professor, but the older blonde (and her pet) did receive a small wave.

Looking out the window, Elle had noticed the commotion as the first years had collided, as well as the others arriving. She just chose not to react to any of it, seeing as it wasn’t anything g that affected her particularly. She wasn’t near the door, although she did feel like she ought to stop the Gryffindor firstie from feeding chocolate to the professor’s puppy. Everyone ought to already know that chocolate wasn’t good for dogs. It wasn’t good for hedgehogs either, but then nobody was offering a chocolate frog to her pet. As far as she knew he was safely curled up on her bed in the dorms. But she stayed quiet either way, just out of respect for the professor.

She’d glanced back toward the room at the sound of her name, however, smiling at Nat as the Head Girl stood near her. “Of course I don’t mind,” she replied, even as she returned the wave from Kat. Honestly, she was a bit surprised no one else had taken the cushion nearest her while she hadn’t been paying attention. She didn’t mind at all if her dorm mate sat by her.

Daisy was still sulking. There was a puppy right there and it looked just like her dog had when it had been a baby! She wanted to squish its little cheeks and squeeze him but the little guy had enough company already so she would have to wait until the end of the lesson. So ... was this lesson ending already?

Ahem.

She plopped down onto one of the pillows just as someone talked to her. Looking up to find the owner of the voice, she smiled lightly at the girl. "Of course I don't mind." She replied and hastily removed her bag which sort of had landed in front of the pillow next to her. "I'm Daisy, by the way."

Arithmancy. Hmm. Sounded interesting, thought Etta as she entered the classroom. Maybe... was that a puppy?! SO CUTE. She was so exciiiited, really wanting to play with the cute little pup but wasn't sure if that was allowed? But the cuteness. Maybe she should ask---? But, no. Puppies were the cutest, though.

"Hi, professor." She smiled, as she sat down and wondered what the class would be like. Something to do with numbers, mostly. She looked around, smiling at all the known faces---- and there was someone sleeping in the classroom. Okay --- before she idly started to scribble in her notebook.

Kitty walked into the classroom in high spirits, humming a low tune under her breath. She went to sit down on one of the meditation pillows, thinking how unique it was to have pillows instead of desks in Arithmancy. Hmmm...wonder what they were studying today.

"Good morning professor. Oh, he's adorable!"

That second statement was about Yeti.

Brent hated Arithmancy. He literally loathed it. As far as boring subjects went, this was took the top spot. So why was he here today? He was going to give his Hogwarts Arithmancy professor a chance. Who knew, maybe she could present the lesson in some semi-interesting way that would catch Brent's attention for good?

Maybe.

Walking into the classroom, he noticed the absence of desks and the presence of pillows. COOL! So if he got bored, he had a place to take a nap! Awesome! Ha. He doubted seriously that the professor had the pillows here for THAT reason. The place smelled good, too. Following the instructions on the board, Brent took a seat on one of the pillows. Oh, look...there was a little dog up there! He was already distracted, and the most boring subject on the face of the earth hadn't even started yet.

"Hello, Professor!" he said, remembering he had forgotten to actually greet the professor in one of the other classes. Gotta earn brownie points and all that jazz.

Artihmancy class, right? Her brother had given the class a terrible reputation... which could either be good or bad. Though Simon had always enjoyed the more physical subjects so maybe he was just being a drama queen? Huh. She'd figure it out soon enough. She was unsure how it would play out. Nevertheless, she liked Professor Grevyson, especially since the Professor had come to the rescue when she, Carlton, and Kitty had an unfortunate encounter with Miffy and Peeves. Shudder. She still liked to not think about that.

Entering the classroom, she saw that the room was already filled with a few familiar faces and no desks. Another class without desks? Interesting.....This was going to be awesome! "Hello Professor! Thanks for walking Carlton and I to the Hospital Wing the other day," she said with a grin. She was really thankful for the Professor for doing that. And there was a puppy too. SO CUTE. Olivia was tempted to pet him but decided against it and went to go find somewhere to sit.

Speaking of the poltergeist encounter, she saw Carlton and Kitty both in class. They got a wave. And there was Etta and Brent! And Henry. Smiles and waves for them. And the two troublemakers (Derf and Zoryn)- she's got her eye on you two. Nod. Her eyes widened when she saw someone she hadn't seen in a while. Oh hey! There was her parole officer. She beamed and headed over to sit near him. "This seat taken, Tenacius?" she asked before realizing that the kid (Brian) near him had a mustache. She covered her mouth to stop herself from chuckling. No laughing. She couldn't wake the other kid up.

Oh Merlin.

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*THWAK*, indeed.

"Ow," that wasn't 'upposed to be a part of the plan. *mellow*

Before she had the chance to reorient herself after that run-in, she felt herself being pulled and tugged back in the direction of the classroom. DEEEEEEEERF WWWHHYYYYYYY. Escape was SO CLOSE!!! She couldn't believe it. Darn it.

She was definitely resisting. Or trying to at least. But he was persistent. "Fiiiiiine, fine," she sighed DRAMATICALLY and allowed herself to be tugged over to the cushions at last. And just as she went to plot down too, she noticed the PUPPER!!!!!!

Yup. There goes all the attention she could have possibly put towards the class. Right out the window. Never coming back. "I've got a chocolate frog, do you think it likes those?" She was already throwing her backpack open in search of one.

Also hi Professor (part two).

Derf was in the middle of offering his hand to the puppy to sniff - SO HE COULD REACH OUT AND PET IT ONCE HE HAD PERMISSION FROM THE PUP HIMSELF - when he heard Zoryn's suggestion and his eyes widened like an owl's and he could do nothing to mask the HORROR on his face. "Zoryn! Chocolate is pois-s-onous-s-s to dogs-s-s!" he squeaked loudly, although hopefully not loudly enough to draw too much attention to them. He hadn't meant to embarrass her or anything. "I can eat it for him fough."

And hopefully get a chocolate frog card to add to his collection out of it too!

OH HELLO OLIVIA! The first year BEAMED in her direction with a bit of a distracted gaze. Hi.