THE COOLEST CLASS EVER! Like seriously wearing your favorite PJs to class? That's SO AWESOME!

Messer entered the classroom wearing his favorite PJs and his dragon fluffy slippers that his sister sent him for Christmas. He need to give his lil sis another present because he adored this slippers.

"Hello, Professor." he greeted their Muggle Studies Professor with a curt nod. "How are you this lovely evening?" the Hufflepuff asked before sat on one of the logs.

Cradling the very warm mug in his hands, Vickers was part blowing the steam off, part trying to sip the hot beverage. He looked up when another boy from the Lion house asked if he could share a seat "No, I don't mind, by all means..." then scooted to the side a bit to give the other boy enough room.

He turnedd when there was a guy grown up voice that joined them. The Ravenclaw smiled, it was the Librarian. At least now he had a bit more to show for since the last time the man saw him when they were talking about Fairytales, specially of the Muggle variety. He's done his homework mmhmmm.

Sarah walked in, her blanket folded neatly in her arms. Her robe was pink with a tiara embroided on in hot pink. It was so nice and warm! Underneath you could see slivers of her pyjamas - a winter nighy with flowers and a matching pair of pyjama pants. Her blanket also had a feminine theme to it, hearts were printed on it. Sarah greeted the professor and went and got a mug of steaming hot chocolate. She sat down on a log and began to sip her hot chocolate. The hot chocolate warmed her inside and with the fire burning Sarah began to feel quite hot.

The redhead was overwhelmed with the food on the table that her eyes were seemingly swimming through a chocolate ocean. It was hard for her to choose just one treat to take with her back to the seats around the campfire. And she only wanted to take one treat because she was starting to get the idea that she was frightening the first years with her never ending stomach. To be honest, it was kind of weird how much she could ingest.

Then she heard a Scottish timbre wittily remark and she turned around to smile at him. Before she could retort she took in his pajamas and mused that they were very him. They looked so comfortable, "Yeah, fancy meeting you here in class."

Before she could make another comment she heard a bubbly, bright, loud voice scream the familiar nickname that Gideon hated. Violet. "Hey Vi."

Jory walked into the classroom wearing his favourite Star Wars pajamas. He couldn't think of anything cooler than wearing PJ's to a lesson.

"Good evening, Professor,'' he said smiling. He went to get some hot chocolate before finding a seat. Looking around the room, he saw many different colours and patterned PJs. "Looks like a PJ party,'' he thought, sipping the hot chocolate.

Oakey came into the class in a very interesting pajamas. they were a black plaid footie pajamas that he wore under a Maroon untied bathrobe.
He was prode of it and strutt the rest of the way into class. He neared professor Cerulean and gave her an odd look with all the animal prints she was wearing. Those aren't real, are they? he thought. She doesn't seem like the real furs type of person. No, that was Lafay and she'd come into class wearing Williamson's dragon if she could get her hands on the baby.
Good day professor, could I borrow a blacket? Oakey said as he walked to the refreshments and made himself a hot cup of cocoa.

He looked around to find a place to sit, maybe Mordy was nearby?
Just as his BFF's name crossed his mind he heard a loud.


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He turned his attention in that direction and saw that Mordy just sprayed whipped cream all over his face!

HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA Oakey began laughing histarically at the Slytherin friend as he came closer to the him. Looks like you don't need me around to feel unlucky yourself. He slapped his hand hard on Mordy's back. Calming himself from laughing any further.

Mordy wasn't alone though, surrounding him were two of his fellow housemates. Ella and Sophie. He gave them a smile...OH WAIT, not to Ella she could have spilled his secret to Laura. He gave an attemped scowl that looked more like he just ate a whole lemon towards her.

Laura didn't like this idea one bit, who's idea was it to have them in PJ's, people could be mean to them and say their Pj's were stupid and basically make fun of them, hadn't the Professor thought about that when she had made this lesson

Laura slowly peeked around the classroom door, she was glad when she saw that Oakey and Lana was there, but would Oakey laugh at her PJ's well there was only one way to find out.

Laura walked into the classroom slowly, she was wearing her favorate PJ's, they were pink but on the top there was a picture of SCOOBY-DOO, she loved that programme and her parents had got the PJ's she was wearing last christmas for her.

Quickly rushing down the stairs, Lily hoped she wouldn't be late for the class. It had taken a little while to find her blanket and dig it out from the bottom of her trunk. Why she didn't already have it on her bed, she didn't know. But all that mattered now was getting to class on time.

Slipping through the doorway in her baby blue fleece pj's, the ravenclaw smiled at the professor before grabbing a seat on a log. Hot chocolate could wait for now...

Oh, please. A class in pyjamas.

João had rolled his eyes at the idea when he had seen it. He even considered not attending the class, because really, what about pyjamas? He was not wearing them out of his bedroom. No. But points were points, and he decided at last to attend with a simple white shirt with turtle neck and black, comfortable trousers. This was his pyjamas, if they bought it.

Entering the classroom, he smiled at the professor(s) politely and found himself somewhere away from the others to sit. He, of course, had only brought his pillow and blanket. What was he, a 3 year old kid to still carry around stuffed animals? He even ignored hot chocolate and simply waited for the class to start.

Minerva hurried into class. She couldn't believe that so many students had already arrived, she was use to being one of the first. Feeling a bit flustered she stopped when she saw the room and smiled the smell of a fireplace filled her senses and she smiled. "Hello Professor, this is so wonderful. I am so excited for class. A pajama's class was brilliant." She then saw Maxwell and walked over to him, "You made it here before me? Man the flu really must have gotten to me." she grinned at him. Then went over for hot chocolate, "Did you get hot chocolate yet?"

Gemma was loving seeing the students in their pajamas. Some of them were really cute and she needed to ask where they had gotten them. As each walked in, she smiled at them between sips.

The professor smiled at the boy as he walked in…and with a little nod up and down said, “Hello to you as well, Oakey…I’m loving the Moosey outfit.” she said with a little laugh. She reached to the top of the pile and handed the boy an extra fluffy and soft orange blanket, “Of course…I hope you like orange…”

She smiled at the boy, “The same to you and I like the plethora of colors in your pjs!”

Gemma smiled as the young man said hello, “I love your dragon slippers. You should get a pair for Professor Williamson.” she said with a little giggle and made a mental note to do just that. “My evening is going amazing so far…ready to get this thing started…” she said excitedly.

She looked at the teddy in the girl’s arms, “Well thank you, and I like yours and your friends as well!” she said motioning towards the bear.


“Good evening, I’m glad you’re here tonite.” she said with a smile.

The professor’s face lit up, “Hello to you as well Maxwell…well thanks I hope it’s not too cool in here…” she said.

She glanced down at her drink and then back up at the young man, “Welcome! And it looks as though we both have good tastes…great minds think alike…” she said as she took a drink of her hot chocolate getting a little bit of whip cream on her nose.

Gemma smiled at the girl as she walked in, “I’m glad to see this evening Violet. Let me know if you need anything during the lesson.” she said sweetly knowing that the young woman sometimes struggled with the lessons.

The professor smiled at the young boy, “The same to you. Come in and grab some hot chocolate.”

She had never had anyone call her Professor C, but she liked it. With a smile she said, “I sure hope it is. The moon is perfect!”

Gemma smiled at the girl, “Hello, Nora…come on in and make yourself comfy.”

”Hello to you as well” she said to the girl with a little nod up and down.

She smiled at the girl, “Thank you Alyssa. I’m glad to see you tonite.”

The professor smiled at the compliment of her pjs, “Thank you, I like yours as well”

“Hello Alex!” she said followed by a little sip out of her mug.

Gemma looked at the girl and tried to figure out her name, but it was a blank. “Hello…welcome come have a seat and make yourself at home,”

She smiled a the young man, “Good to see you Mordred.”

”I like your Batman pjs,” she said admiringly.

Her face lit up with the compliment, “Thank you..I loving yours as well.”

She smiled at the girl, “Thank you and welcome to class.”

“I’m glad you are here and are excited…make sure to grab some hot chocolate.” she said with a smile.

Gemma’s face lit up when the hottie librarian walked in. She had invited him and hoped he would come but she really wasn’t sure with his busy schedule. AND he had worn pjs! It made her smile because she really didn’t know if he would or not.

She stood up from her spot with her mug in her hand and held out her right hand for a shake, “It’s great to see you Leobald….and thanks…they let out the animal inside of me…” she said excitedly. She took a little sip of her chocolate and got a little bit of whip cream on her nose. She quickly whipped it off with a little giggle.

“I’m glad that you were able to make it…what do I need to call you in front of the students…Leobald…Librarian Leobald…” she asked with a little wink…she wanted to make sure she was speaking properly with his wishes.

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Once everyone was settled in spots, she looked around the room and took a little breath to get herself ready for the lesson and then she stood up in her spot with the picnic basket hanging on her right arm.

“Welcome everyone to the second Muggle Studies Lesson! This time we are going to be focusing on Muggle Fairy Tales.” she said excitedly and then opened up the picnic basket and pulled out three huge bags. One bag had big marshmallows in it, the next had little chocolate bars, and the last had graham crackers in it. “In true campfire spirit, we are going to make smores tonite. Don’t worry if you haven’t made one before, we’ll do it together once everyone has all of their supplies. ” she said holding up the three bags. ”I’m going to pass around the picnic basket. If you will grab one marshmallow, two graham crackers, and one chocolate bar. Don’t worry about the chocolate melting, I’ve charmed it to not do that.” as she said each ingredient she held up that bag in case not everyone was familiar with each and then she started passing around the picnic basket.

“Okay, now onto the lesson….” she said with a little pause as the picnic basket started being passed around the circle. “ Fairy tales are stories either created or strongly influenced by oral traditions. Their plots feature stark conflicts between good and evil, with magic and luck determining the usually happy endings. While each culture and geographic region of the world has its own body of folk tales and fairy tales that it considers its own, certain themes and motifs tend to be repeated across many cultures and time periods. Many human emotions such as love, hate, courage, kindness, and cruelty appear in bold, broad strokes on the canvas of fairy tales.” she said almost like she was a storyteller sharing a story already.

”Because of the worldwide connection of fairy tales, their imagery and lessons have had a vast impact on many different forms of literature. The elements and echoes of fairy tales are alive in plays, movies, and books for all ages.” she said with a little nod up and down.

“[b]Now there are fairy tales in both Muggle and Wizarding Worlds. Some are very similar in nature and teach the same ultimate lesson in the end. But, before we get started, I’m anxious to know what everyone’s favorite fairy tale is.” She said holding her arms out. “Please raise your hand and share what your favorite fairy tale is, whether it’s muggle or wizard.”

OOC: Okay, the lesson has started so all conversations should be squashed. Do not announce your charrie coming in late or points will be deducted from your house.

Feel free to catch up with the lesson at any point by putting Catching Up in the title of your post.

Please remember to raise your hand and try not to repeat others’ answers. Remember that Gemma is watching.

Maxwell couldn't help but smile, seeing Min in her PJ's. She always looked so cute to him. "Yeah I know, i got some...i was going to make you a cup but i wasn't sure you'd make it before class started." He said jokingly, teasing her a bit, normally he was the late one and was pretty proud of himself for beating her.

Favorite fairy tale...

While the second year waited for the smores supplies to make their way around to her, she got comfortable in her blanket and thought of a good fairy tale that she liked. The only magical ones she knew of were from The Tales of Beedle the Bard, but she knew hundreds... well maybe not hundreds, of muggle fairy tales. Which one was the best though? She did like Winnie the Pooh... but that wasn't her favorite. She didn't really like any of the princess ones like Cinderella...simply because they were a little too girly. In the end, she decided on which one she liked, so she raised her hand to answer. "I like The Tale of the Three Brothers the most." It was a popular wizarding story, and Lily really liked it the first time she read it.

Janice took the basket and took a marshmallow and the graham crackers. "I'm allergic to chocolate," she said to Professor, and then she passed the basket to the person next to her. Unconsiously nibbling the edge of her marshmallow, she thought of her favourite fairy tale. Then she raised up her hand and answered.

"I think my favourite fairy tale is the Wizard of Oz. It's been made several prequels and sequels and threequels and a musical, Wicked. I just love it."

Minerva settled into her seat and gave Maxwell a smile as the professor began to talk about fairy tales. Minerva loved fairy tales and anything with chocolate so this lesson was going to be AWESOME. She put up her hand, "Professor I love muggle fairy tales with princesses, but I think my favorite as to be The Little Mermaid. I love when Arial changes from mermaid to human." She smiled thinking of the book and the movie that she had tucked away in her room.

Oakey's glare hadn't gone unnoticed but Ella didn't have time to ask him what that was all about as class was now starting. She frowned at the boy before making a mental note to find him after class and figure out what the heck was going on. He wouldn't be like...glaring at her all class, would he?!

Once she was seated again, Ella turned her attention to Professor Cerulean. They were making s'mores?! YUM! Ella grinned, bouncing excitedly on her log. She chanced a glance over at Morbid Mordred, wondering if these were another muggle thing he was unfamiliar with. Oh well, if her needed help surely Sophie someone would come to his rescue. GRIN.

As the basket was passed to Ella, she removed two graham crackers, a marshmallow, and a piece of chocolate cheerfully, before passing it on. And then it was time to share her favorite fairy tale, yeah? "Professor, my favorite is Peter Pan! It's a muggle tale written by J.M. Barrie!" And just like Peter Pan, Ella wasn't sure she ever wanted to grow up.

"Thank you, Professor. I like them too." he said with a wide grim. He really do like his slipper. Get a pair to Professor Williamson? Oh yeah that's a good idea. Maybe he'll and maybe get two pair for Roro The Dragon as well. That's good to hear that their Professor is as excited as they're.

Messer listened when Professor Cerulean explained to them about fairy tales. His favorite fairy tale? That's an easy question. The Hufflepuff raised his hand up in the air to get the Professor attention "My favorite fairy tale is The Ugly Ducking, Professor. Its a muggle fairy tale penned by Hans Christian Andersen." he said.

AS the basket went around, Alyssa took out two graham crackers, a marshmallow and a piece of chocolate wondering why the Professor was so specific with how many they should take, because Alyssa would have loved to take more than one piece of chocolate. She LOVED chocolates. But for now she'd just settle with what she was supposed to take.

Alyssa waited while the others gave their favorite story and when it was her turn, she raised her hand and said.

"Professor my favorite story is Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. It's a muggle story although there is a wicked queen/witch and a poisoned apple involved and I believe that it was written by Wilhelm and Jacob Grimm otherwise known as the Brothers Grimm."

Chelle pulled up her legs and crossed them, making herself even more comfortable. She rubbed her eyes, trying hard to keep them open, because she hadn't expected to be falling asleep. But she was. Even before the lesson began officially.

Wait... There are fairytales in the Wizarding World?!

Chelle's eyebrows shot up. She found it somewhat strange that Wizards should have fairytales. What with their knowledge of magic, they were expected to be living in a fairytale. In fact, her life had started to feel like a fairytale itself, after those few months she spent at Hogwarts. But she loved fairytales. Muggle ones, of course, as those were the only ones she'd ever heard. She raised her hand.

"Cinderella, Professor," she said, smiling. "The story of Cinderella, the beautiful princess who was treated as a maid in her own house by her evil stepmother, is my favourite fairytale. I especially like the idea that even after she comes back from the ball, feeling like her little fantasy is over, the Prince comes back to look for her with the help of her glass slipper."

Yes, she loved that about the story. It could have been just another fairytale. She liked them all, especially the ones about the 'kiss of true love'. Yet, she was a little partial to Cinderella. It gave her a different kind of hope. Maybe someday, someone would come back to look for her, the same way.

Fairytales!

That's what Erin was talking about with Blair Taylor earlier at the Great Hall. That girl needed some spark in her life. That was fairy tale. Those fairytales her mother recited her every night, they were classic. It was like, she grew up with them. Feeling rather interested since they were tackling this one in a deeper sense, Erin couldn't pick one, there were just so many.

But she needed to pick only one so that her other wizard classmates wouldn't run out of fairytales to say. Since, she grew up in a Muggle community, these kind of stuffs were a lot easier for her. Her hands shot up in the air and before she knew it she was already reciting, "I like the story of Hansel and Gretel Professor." She offered a grin before continuing, "...they were siblings." And hearing her other wizard classmates answers, almost all of them knew who wrote their fairytales. Weird 'cause Erin didn't know who did hers. Grin.

Laura looked at the Professor and did what the Professor said before handing the basket onto the next person, she then raised her hand up in the air before smiling. "Is the Muppets a fairytale, because that is one awesome film." Laura giggled she wasn't sure about that. "But book wise my favorate fairytale has to be, Goldilocks and the three bears."

Oh fairytales! Selina smiled broadly as she thought about all of her favorite fairytales from her youth. Her Aunt Jennette would always read the famous wizarding stories to her and her cousins whenever she would visit for the weekend, which was often in her youth. As she listened to all of the weird muggle story names bring thrown around she rose her own hand, "My favorite story was The Fountain of Fair Fortune!. It's from the tales of the beedle the bard, I don't know who wrote them... I don't think that's even recorded. But it's about three witches." And it was awesome!

Annabelle was glad the professor loved her pajamas. Then she heard her question was thinking of what her favorite fairytale was. This was a hard one because she had heard so many from when her grandmother back home read fairytale before she went to bed. "Professor i think my favorite fairytale would be Beauty and the Beast. I love it because it shows you can love someone not just based off of what they look on the inside but see who they truly are on the inside. I also love the movie that went with it." Belle said with a smile. She was still hugging her penguin plushie.

Fairy tales! Finally something Nora liked!

With a big grin on her face, the girl raised her hand to answer professor Cerulean's question. "I like any fairy tale that involves a Prince Charming in it, professor!" Something she noticed was that fairy tale writers, or at least the muggle ones, were not that creative when it came to the prince part. Princesses had pretty names, and the guys were always called 'Prince Charming'.

... maybe it was one and the same in each fairy tale?

Alec shuffled on his pillow slightly as he looked at the picnic basket the professor was holding. Having had no idea what smores were, he wasn't sure whether he wanted to try them or not. What if they were something weird that only people like Theo would taste? But then the Professor brought out the bags in the picnic basket and... they looked pretty awesome! Marshmallows and chocolate and graham crackers. Almost as great as ice cream.

Almost

When the basket was passed to him, he took out two graham crackers, a chocolate bar and a marshmallow before passing the basket on. His tummy groaned slightly but he ignored this and looked back up at the Professor. She had said that they were going to make smores and he didn't want to eat this without trying this smore-thing first.

Blink. Someone said Peter Pan! Alec looked around and grinned at the sight of the blonde second year. He always knew Ells had good taste in these things. He turned back around to face the Professor and raised his hand. "I like Peter Pan too!" It was mainly because Peter Pan always reminded him of a certain best friend of his... who wasn't here right now... very sad. "And... Aladdin. It's a Middle Eastern Folk Tale." Apart from the actual story, that's all he knew about it.