Patroclus seemd to be the first student to arrive, something he was rather proud of, considering he was trying to get Lafay on side.

After the perfection he had created last lesson the boy wanted to continue getting better and better, the subject was slowly becoming on his favourites.

"Good day Professor," the boy smiled as he took a seat at one of the Lab desks.

The boy set up his equipement, took out his wand, and sat ready to go!

Teach me! his face read!

Alice came quietly into the potions classroom. She had an awesome time making the last potion, and had kind of enjoyed glowing green for a while, but she was hoping this class went without any happenings that would cause Professor Lafay to get angry.

"Hello Professor Lafay," Alice said with a small smile as she set her stuff down at one of the desks. "How are you doing today?"

Peeking his head around the open door to the potions classroom, Fletcher first made sure there was nothing blatantly pink in the room. Ah good, there was not. He didn't even notice Lafay at first, keen as he was to avoid her. After the end of last lesson? And all his babbling about how brilliant she was? And how he was going to write a letter to get her inducted into the Potioneer Hall of Fame or whatever?

Yeah no thanks. He definitely hadn't written THAT letter once his potion wore off.

Thinking that the coast was clear, Fletcher decided to cross the threshold and entered the classroom. He quickly slipped into a seat at one of the groups of desks in the back and stared around. Oooookaaaaaaaay. What were they doing today? And what was all that movement at the front of the room?

OOH it was the professor. Hide! Fletch slid down in his seat as much as he could, his long legs sliding under the desk in front of his. Yeah that was a great cover.

Potions.

Awesome.

Did that mean they got to like make potions and make things change colour and blow up. Aslong as she didn't come to any Harm Callie really didn't mind. She walked into the classroom smiling at the professor, because she was being polite. "Mornin' Professor. How're you today ?" she asked before sitting at an empty table with four seats placed around it.

Louisa dragged herself into the class throwing her bag on the seat and sitting lazily, "Hey Professor." She smiled wearily at the rushed-looking woman. And then turned her attention to the students who seemed to be in class with her, "Hey there." She smiled and placed her head on the desk on her folded arms. Obviously tired and didn't sleep well last night.

After what had happened the last Chloe was not sure why she was forcing herself to come again, but she had to knowing how improtant OWLs were in this neck of the woods. Thus she walked into the classroom showing no expression and sat down at one of the tables seated for four. I don't want to be here, I don't want to be here, I better not turn yellow again, it may be an awesome color but not on my skin

Destiny practically ran to Potion's. No, she was not excited to be in class, she just had to tell Professor Lafay what information she had found out. Of course, she would wait until after class to tell her, she didn't want to anger the Professor and have her spying 'observe and report' license revoked.

Not that she had a license..but that would be so cool!

"Hello Professor!" she greeted, taking a seat riiiiight in front. If Destiny stared long enough, maybe the Professor would know there was information to be shared.

Staaaaaaaaare.

Oh.

Lorelai had to admit right now, she had looked forward to the next Potions class. Her NEWTs were getting closer by the day, and she was intending to sit the potions one. Prove something to herself, mainly.

"Professor Lafay, hope you're keeping well?" Hope? Pray? A mixture of the two, she supposed now. If the Professor wasn't in a good mood... They were doomed.

D:

Taking a seat, Lorelai chewed at her lip, waiting for Trixie, or Cam or Sarah to come in. She looked like a loner right now. >__<

Cass entered the room in a hurry. She thought she was going to be late! she didn't want to anger Lafay by coming late...

"Good morning Professor Lafay" Cass greeted as she sat down on a stool from an empty table.

Freya entered the Potion classroom, she saw Professor Lafay and a few students already there. "Hello Professor." she greeted the Potion Mistress and took a seat. Wonder what kinda potion they brew today?

Nessa walked into the dungeons she found her seat and began to pull out her books and notes for class. "Hello Professor, How are you today?" she said clamly facing the front of class

Another lesson of potions?

To Be honest the last one hadn't been that bad at all. In fact the effects of the potions were quite frankly thrilling. All the dancing and being animated and stuff, so much fun. But as the blonde came into potions, both wearily and excited, she spotted the person whom she would usually always sit next to in potions.

Lori

With a grin, the sixth year walked over to the Hufflepuff a grin on her face and sit down next to her, after of course greeting the professor with "Good morning Professor". The sixteen year old was always catious of whether or not she was allowed to talk at theater of Lafays lessons and so simply smile at Lori.

Ella walked lazily to potions. It wasn't her favourite lesson and she was never really enthusiastic about going. Eh, she had to though. Upon arriving, she sat at the back of the classroom and stared blankly in front of her. Not staring at anything in particular though... certainly not at Professor Lafay.

With her blank moment over, she got out her things and sighed quietly to herself. This was gonna be fun.....

A whistling Lockhart---No! The whistle stopped before the classroom door was in sight.

A silent Lockhart entered the classroom, "Good day, Professor" he said, with a smile, and noticed she had already made something at her station.

Interestiiiiiing. She already made something.

She was a sneaky one. Though, maybe not as much as Saylen.

Paying little attention to which station to take, the boy simply chose one and placed his bag next to him. Not before taking what was needed for the class.

Arya didn't know how she had made it to class early. She had slugged around her room getting dressed and even longer walking to the dungeons. It was too close to the kitchens, that was the problem. Had it been in one of the towers, or if her common room was that high, she wouldn't have to worry about showing up early.

Shifting her bag on her shoulder, she quietly slipped into the classroom, eyes searching. Where was Raiden? He was suppose to be in the lesson first so she could sit behind him. It was there unspoken rule. Knowing that she couldn't just slip out of the classroom unnoticed until the boy arrived, she took the seat she occupied last lesson, hoping he would arrive soon.

"Hey, professor." Her eyes flicked briefly to the woman before drifting around the room. Hopefully she was in a good mood today. Her wand twirled nervously in her hand as she waited for Raiden the lesson to begin.

Nia entered the potions classroom, still slightly pink from her training run she'd done in her free period. Her hair was still slightly damp from the shower too, but she didn't risk taking the time to dry it for fear of being late to Lafay's class. It was combed loosely back, and didn't take too long to dry nowadays anyway.

Dropping her bag from her shoulder, Nia sat at an empty table and politely nodded towards the Professor as she laid out her notebook, quill and ink. It was a different set up, with tables of four. What was planned for today's lesson? Hopefully nothing too explosive, since four of them would be working in such close proximity.

Potions number two. Lovely.

Sarah was still a little worried about this class. The last one had only the effect of an embarrassing...singing and spinning episode. And as much as she wanted to bury her head in the grass, or be swallowed up by it, at least it didn't injure anyone.

Still, she entered the classroom with trepidation again, biting her lip as she scanned the room for familiar people. LORI AND TRIXIE! Lifesavers, she was going to call them now. Perfect.

Rushing over, she looked down the end at Lafay and gave the woman a small smile. "Good day, Professor." Scary lady. Plonking herself down on the other side of Lori, she gave her and Trixie a little wave, and mouthed the words... "I'm scared!" at them.

Seeing as the last potions class hadn't gone in a (very) horrific direction, Raiden should have been maybe a little less suspicious when approaching the classroom this time.

He wasn't.

He knew she probably still thought he approved of her. Liked her, even. He wholeheartedly did not. However, he was careful to not let that show on his face as he cautiously stepped through the doorway, taking mental roll of every part of himself as he did so. All seemed to be intact.

Maybe she was being less psychotic this term. So far, so good. And if she thought he liked her... maybe he could spin that to his advantage, and protect a few people.

Giving her a silent nod of acknowledgement (again, he'd give her nothing more. Not a smile, not a word), the eighteen year old prefect took a seat near the front. Directly in front of Arya. Who did get a smile.

The fact that Lafay had pre-made something made his stomach give an unsettled squirm.

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Arya didn't know how she had made it to class early. She had slugged around her room getting dressed and even longer walking to the dungeons. It was too close to the kitchens, that was the problem. Had it been in one of the towers, or if her common room was that high, she wouldn't have to worry about showing up early.

Shifting her bag on her shoulder, she quietly slipped into the classroom, eyes searching. Where was Raiden? He was suppose to be in the lesson first so she could sit behind him. It was there unspoken rule. Knowing that she couldn't just slip out of the classroom unnoticed until the boy arrived, she took the seat she occupied last lesson, hoping he would arrive soon.

"Hey, professor." Her eyes flicked briefly to the woman before drifting around the room. Hopefully she was in a good mood today. Her wand twirled nervously in her hand as she waited for Raiden the lesson to begin.

Leafing through her potions journal for a certain bookmarker that had eluded her discovery for quite some time now, Ivory shuffled her way into the Potions classroom. It wasn't until she crossed the threshold that she glanced around her. They could sit in 4? That was pretty cool.

So cool in fact that she didn't hide her smile like she usually did in this class and actually risked a wave and greeting to the Professor. "Morning professor."

Eying the current occupants as she weaved her way through the workstations, she was ecstatic to see there was a free spot next to her best friend. Plopping down, she gave Arya a one armed hopefully reassuring hug as she began to take out the necessary stuff.

Oliver wandered into the potions classroom barely taking in the change of layout. That was until he went to take his usual seat and realised the tables were set out for four students at each.

Meh.

Looking around, he made a b-line for Trixie, Sarah and Lori and took the last seat at their table. Tough luck if they minded. heh.

“Hey." He whispered to them, digging in his bag for his potions textbook.

Amy walked into the lesson, stifiling the yawn that was threatening to break through. And there she was...scary Lafay. Good morning professor Lafay she smiled at the teacher, not that she'd get a responce from evil lady who was paid to teach poor unprotected children. She walked through the dark and dingy lab and over to a free bench, sitting down at the table she pulled out her notebook and quil and began to doodle, waiting for the hell lesson to begin.

Amy walked into the classroom "good morning Professor Lafay" she said cheerfully, although the professor was kinda scary, Potions was her absolute favorite class. She walked to a table and sat down, got out her notes then patiently waited for class to start

Hugo walked in. "Hello, professor," he said brightly and took a seat.

Another day of potions...great, Simon musd to himself as he approached the classroom. The gryffindor boy hoping against hope nothing went seriously wrong in this class, he wasn't really in the mood to have to protect himself again. "Hello Professor," he said, choosing to greet this time out of respect at least. Seeing the set up, he moved to take a seat at one of the tables, wondering if any of his friends would join him.