Layla smiled as she hugged her back. There was an extremely happy atmosphere in this place. She nodded. "I would be glad to oblige. I took DADA myself actually. But i'm now in the upper class. Due to my time being consumed by Auror training." She led the girl out of the sorority house and towards Connelly's room. "Follow me" she said walking across the grounds in front of the house. "It's on the 5th floor. Would you like me to come in? I've missed a few lessons due to training. It might be good to catch up on a few." They entered the university and climed up to the 5th flight of stairs. "Okay just along here. To your left."

Liesel sat in her cozy office, flipping through a book, uninterested. Finally after some time of staring blankly at the same page for 5 minutes, she sat the book down and gazed anxiously at the clock. 15 more minutes till class begun. She was excited, yes, but strangely couldnt sum up the feeling for too long. Liesel stood up, stretching her arms, and walked into her classroom, which was dead silent. She sat at her desk in the front of the room, holding her wand tightly while sipping on a mug of hot chocolate.

Hailey grinned at him, glad he didn't try to back out. But when he said the word 'date', she blinked a few times, and then nodded.
"Yeah. Okay. Well then," She said now. She was out of things to talk about.
"Well, I'm going to go to my dorm now, so...I guess I'll see you tomorrow. Bye." She waved to him, and Barbie and Rosie as well, walking with a spring in her step. She couldn't wat for tomorrow now, and she HAD to tell Fliss.

"Ever the gentleman." He said, smiling ever so slightly. He summoned another mug of coffee and sat back in his chair. He folded his arms and furrowed his brows as she started to speak about her predicament. IT was related to her class - like he guessed, and he could tell how much it agitated her. He had to admire her drive for teaching and giving her best to the students. Not many teachers cared if the kids were gaining any knowledge through their lessons and if their efforts were going down the drain. She cared and this has earned her a lot more respect in his eyes.

"Well, knowing that the same goes for my class and other lessons as well might lift your spirits." He hated to admit but the performance of the class was below average. Not a single one of them had labeled all the plants correctly which was shame. "That is why I'm conducting an introductory class and I suggest you do the same." He said, shaking his head slowly. Most of them were worried about their hair, broken nails, love-triangles and what not. "Half of the girls were painting their nails while I was describing the morphology of seeds." It was such an interesting topic and heaven knows how much he was ticked off by their behavior. Sipping his coffee, he rested his head against the back of the couch as he shut his blue eyes that had a hue of grey. During the short silence, a number of thoughts were swimming across his mind until a very intriguing idea came to him. "I have an idea." This might work or completely fail.

He finished his apple and he wiped his sticky hands on his napkin. He pulled out some muggle hand sanitizer and sanitized his hand. He then re-wiped the on the napkin and the sanitized his hands again.

He looked at her funny. What parent didn't want their child to be able to support themselves. His mom never would have let him sit at home without a job. 'A man that doesn't work doesn't eat,' was her motto. He tended to agree with her. He hated having to ask his mother for money to do what he wanted to do with it. Making his own money took care of that.

"Why would that upset them?" Her parents were sounding really unreasonable and he was trying not to totally bash them in front of her. People got really upset when you talked about their family even if they agreed with your assessment. "I mean your not a kid anymore Onyx you should be free to do what you want to do with your life." He wouldn't want to waste 3 years of his life going to school when his heart wasn't in it.

"I would not chat you up." Because she was uggllly, which was obviously why nobody was chatting her up. "And I would just punch you back." Because he was her sister and he was allowed to chat her up. She frowned as she leaned against his shoulder. Anybody would think they were together if they didn't know that they were Twins. "Do you have to do that?" It wouldn't impress the ladies.

"Thats because you do not understand quidditch Fliss." He grinned at her. She was too concerned with her studies, and girly stuff. "Yeah...ma cares about work too much." Which was probably why he wasn't so close with her.

Oh. Oppsie. She had been in his lesson. She probably had been concerned to mcuh with her hair or something, because she had totally not thought that he had been in the lesson at all. "Oh yeah...it was good." A bit anyway. Maybe it would be good now that she knew he was in that lesson, he was cute afterall. "Nope....but do you wanna come over and do it later in my dorm?" Because she was sure Barbie wouldn't disagree, and Jason was a nerd so he would probably help them with all of there homework, which would be cool.

She glanced as Hailey walked off, so she totally hadn't been listening to their conversation or anything. "You're gonna go on a date with her?" She asked, turning to face him. Maybe she could convince him not too.

"Well I'm not exactly surprised that this is happening in other classes, it just seems like the students would rather be either talking to their friends or sleeping; it's not our problem if they don't recieve a decent mark because they don't decide to put the proper work in and end up complaining about it." She said with a slight shrug then twirled some of her brown hair around her fingers. "Hmm that's not a bad idea, I think I will do that for my next class even though it won't exactly make sense but oh well." She wasn't about to contradict herself this early in the school year even though Professor Truax was right. Once she heard that he had an idea, she raised her left eyebrow slightly and looked at him with immense interest. "Would you mind sharing this idea?" All she hoped was that it would make her job a lot easier.

Fliss frowned and did slap her brother, not hard or anything, just on his arm, and the grinned up at him. "And then I'd tell pa, and you would be in trouuuuuuuuble." HA. Wasn't she a lovely sister? Yeah, totally was. "Have to do what? Oh... Yeah, I do. It makes you look like you have friends, and your shoulders in the right place for me to lean my head on." Hehe.

But she did take it off, no use in getting on his bad side again. "Because I don't want to understand it." She shrugged, but grinned at him, and gave him a quick hug. "Mummy loves you anyways, both of us, she just loves being a lawyer more. I'm gonna go back to my dorm, see if I can find Hailey. Bye Max." She grinned, and bounced up and kissed her twins cheek before skipping off.

Fliss got into her dorm, and threw her bag down onto her bed, and sat down with a sigh, before pulling out her Transfiguration text book. Oh, where was Hailey? Fliss wanted to steal one of her books. That was, if it was her she seen it with.

Onyx sighed, sitting her sandwich down on the wrapper and tracing her finger around on the table. "Because they think modeling is stupid," she answered. "Harlem, you know how they are; they want me to be some huge socialite in New York who looks pretty, wears nice clothes and sips her tea just right. 'Seen and not heard', that's what they think I should be. It drives me mad!" The girl had to refrain from balling up her fists and pounding them down on the table. "It's not my fault that I'm gorgeous and elegant; that's just how I was. But that doesn't mean I should limit how I used it. For Merlin's sake, I've modeled for such brands as Chanel, Dolce and Gabbana, Prada and Louis Vuitton. Do my parents not realize what an HONOR that is? There are MILLIONS of girls who would KILL for my spot! It's fair that they don't support me. If there's anything I know, it's that when I have my own children, I will support them in whatever they wish to do, no matter how ludacris I think they are for wanting to do so." She couldn't help but get a little heated; she really disliked how her parents treated her. "I'm not some doll for them to handle! I am a living, breathing being who should be able to make her own decisions."

Mr. Patino
 

Dean was getting furious. He had been sitting in the room with Mr. Patino for a long time now and nobody is coming. He stood up and cleared his throat and handed Mr. Patino a book.

"Mr. Patino, this book is a special book, it will turn to any published book you like, but only once. Use it wisely." he then turned his back to the boy and said, "Mr. Patino, kindly tell the other students that since nobody came for the orientation, all first years will have an examination regarding Dark Arts. Thank you very much for coming and you may leave." he said sitting slowly on his chair.

Layla, Connelly, and Faris
 

Jillian grinned as Layla agreed to accompanying her before following the older girl's lead out of the house and through campus, toward one of the many university buildings and up to the fifth floor where Professor Connelly's room would be. As Layla then asked if she wanted her to go in as well, Jill almost immediately nodded her head. "That would be great! I mean, if it's not asking for too much," she said with a small smile, listening as Layla explained she had missed a few lessons.

As they reached the classroom, Jillian walked in just in time to hear the words - 'you may leave'. Nooooooo! "Wait! Wait, I'm sorry, I-- I lost track of time, I forgot there was a meeting today!" said Jill. Okay, so saying you forgot a meeting isn't the best excuse to be late to one, but better honesty than tangling yourself up in a web of lies. "Did I... is it over?" she asked, glancing around the room to find only Faris was there. What, did everyone else leave already? She knew she was late, but she had no idea she had been that late!

Faris glanced up, having taken a light snooze throughout the event. Or had the event even started? He lifted his head from the wooden desk and gazed about, slightly dazed and finding a nervous Jill with Layla right beside her. "Afternoon," He nodded and put a hand up in a hello, patting his mouth as he yawned and proceeding to rub his eyes. "Late?" He glanced around, Professor Connelly nowhere to be found. "I'm not sure if it even began. Might've, considering I think I just slept through it." Chuckling, he took a hand to muss up his black hair before beginning once more. "I guess today's COMC lesson just tuckered me out a bit more than I had thought."

"Ciao," Faris nodded to Layla, responding in his native tongue. "And chasing thestrals... not exactly, but close." Faris laughed softly, dimples appearing in his cheeks. Layla was a nice girl. When they had first met, Faris had felt slightly intimidated. The French were known for being snobs, and Layla being a sophomore made Faris feel all the more miniscule. But after speaking to her, Faris had grown more comfortable about the girl. She defied stereotypes by being one of the kindest people that Faris had met, and the fact that they were both foreigners was definitely a plus. Hearing Jill's inquiry, he turned to where her gaze rested, almost having forgotten the book to be there. "Oh," He began, "There was something in here that Professor Connelly wanted to go over with the class. Something about basic defenses and all that jazz."

Rosie was so cute. And there was no way he could say no to her offer even if it was only for them to study. "Oh, of course. I'd help you with any homework you have." Which was a bit of an odd thing for him to say, so he added quickly, "because I just like studying so much." There, hopefully she wouldn't find what he said odd now.

He shrugged at her next comment. "Well, not really a date seeing as no one asked anyone out." So yeah. He was still single if Rosie was interested.

Professor Liesel Bubz sighed irritatedly as she drummed her fingers against her hard wooded desk. Where were all her students?! Of course more than 0 had signed up for Charms, and barely a couple for art, but where were they? As nice as the Charms Professor might've seem, she has the lowest patience ever. Even waiting for the ice cream truck when she was little bugged her. It wasnt until she started "accidentally" throwing snowballs at him with her uncontrollable magic did she notice how bad her patience level was.

Her chair screeched loudly as she stood up, almost knocking her chair over. She walked grudgingly over to the door and peered outside to the empty hallway (or whatever there is at uni's). She huffed loudly and pushed open the door as she walked out in the hall (or whatever there is at uni's).

Professor Liesel walked down the corridor/whatever and noticed that her fellow colleague Professor Lucian Liverpool was waiting for his students aswell. "Students not here yet?" she asked casually as Liesel leaned against the doorway, leaning into her room slightly.

"Oh," muttered Jill, nodding her head understandingly as Faris explained to her what the book on his desk was for. "Well, seeing as the lesson is apparently over..." she started, a smile beginning to adorn her lips, "Do you guys wanna go get a quick snack, or a drink? I still have about fifteen or twenty minutes 'til my next class," she suggested, though she wasn't too horribly hungry after that pasta Kat had forced her to eat. She could use a drink, though.

Dean looked at the frantic looking girl admitting that she was late... How odd to see a very honest girl. But now that he had decided to not proceed with the orientation, he smiled at her and said.

"Well, Ms. Holtcombe, there was no orientation that materialized. Mr. Patino here was the only one who arrived and I have decided to cut it up and just to give the whole first years an examination." he said feeling that it is just fitting for the firsties.

Then he saw a sophomore.

Dean smiled and nodded. "Ahh, Ms. Elzaria, it was nice of you to say that... Its alright for you to come to my classes, but not now. I have decided to reprimand these first years for not showing up to my orientation." Dean paused, "How was you training?" he said eagerly as if wanting to ask her to do some routine stuff for him.

Dean smiled at Layla and nodded. "If you need any help with your training, just let me know and I am willing to give you all the help I am muster." he said smiling feeling proud of having a bright student like Layla.

But what bugs him is the fact that some insolent first years had the guts of not showing up to his orientation. He faced Layla and said, "Well, you know how first years are. They tend to test the Professors at first. But i can sort them out. You know me." he said with an evil grin in his face.

Dean nodded and smiled at Layla. She is indeed a very trustworthy student. Very deserving to be an auror. "That is what I like about you, Ms. Elzaria. And do not worry, I will hold that offer of yours until I can find a time to do some serious DADA works." he said thinking of a special way to make use of Ms. Elzaria's offer.

Dean chuckled a little to the comment made by Layla. "Very true, Ms. Elzaria." then he gazed at Ms. Holtcombe's direction.

He cleared his throat and said, "So, Ms. Holtcombe, how do you find DADA when you are still in your basics? What is your NEWT?" he asked bluntly.