Okay what was even with all that glitter? West shook his head and it was like clouds of the stuff came out of his hair and got stuck on his skin.

With the fake fangs he was, in essence, a sparkling vampire.

West nodded along with all the points about the Rocket man and then imploded some more. BOTTLE ROCKETS! After listening to the instructions, West got up, with his barely touched drink, and zoooomed to the bathroom. He emptied the bottle there and rinsed it out and was back in only minutes.

West grabbed his equippment - the bag, the floss, the cardboard, the extra bottle - and very happily got himself set up and ready. WAND OUT. He also put his glasses on so he could properly focus.

Okay. He could do this. Charms weren't his forte (yet) but bottle rocket making totally WAS! And he knew Diffindo. Diffindo he could do on his own. Following the instructions, West cut the first bottle.

"Diffindo!" his intent was ENTIRELY on rockets, so it worked perfectly first time. For the first time. Ever. He checked it to make sure it fit right and everything and then busied himself planning the size and shape of the little wings. HMMMMMM.

A thought occurred to him. "Professor?" His hand went up. "Can we smooth out the bottom of the cut bottle to make it more aerodynamic?"

Laura looked at the Professor as she told her that her answer wasn't right, well she didn't care, she thought they looked like what she had answer, if the Professor didn't want a question answered she shouldn't ask the question.

Laura stared as the Professor wrote down things on the board, she finished off her soda and then looked at the board seriously how old did the Professor think they were five, it was a comfort break not a potty break, that is what you said to children in reception.

Laura followed the rest out of the classroom and came back 10 minutes later, she would have been even longer but she was sure the Professor would tell her off for taking too long.

Laura looked at the list and then decided to make sure that there was no soda left in the cup, though wouldn't that make the rocket go faster, which would be cool. ""SCOURGIFY' Laura pointed her wand at one of the cups before repeating the process with the other cup.

OOC: I have a couple of claims in my post between the student who got a bag full of soda and the person who bumped into Elijah. You can play these people if you so wish <33

Wait... Professor say wha? POINTS? Points for making up a story about some fake astronomer? Niccceeee. Although, he was slightly concerned about her intending to research Mr. Uranus. "I fear that most academic texts tend to deviate away from mentioning him, worrying it may tarnish their credibility for even recognising such preposterous theories," that should hopefully help stifle her disappointment later. He still got POINTS, though and the FIRST Hufflepuff to do so this term... that was an odd feeling...

The Professor continued on responding to people who answered and Elijah couldn't quite understand how all these kids knew this stuff... were they using some cheating spell he was unaware of...? The thought withdrew from his mind, however, when the Professor announced they were making BOTTLE ROCKETS.

It was official: The Burbz was his his new favourite Professor. Points AND awesome lessons!? It was hard to beat...

Elijah experienced ONE problem, however... He hadn't been drinking his soda because he didn't DO soda. Soda made people fat and, therefore, not gorgeous (or studmuffinly) like him. Now, he couuulllddddd have went to the rest room, but that would have taken FARRR too long. Instead, when no one was looking, he poured the entire contents of his bottle in a nearby student's bag... Oops... It was THEIR problem now...

NOW FOR SOME ROCKET BUILDING!!!!!!!

A quick 'Scourgify' cleaned out the contents of his bottle and he ventured up to the box of supplies to get everything that he needed to make the most awesommmeee rocket in the planet... in fact, ALL the planets. Including the lifeformless Uranus.

Reading the instructions from the board, it seemed he had to slice through one of the bottles with Diffindo. Should be easy enough...

Removing his wand, he pointed it at the bottle anddddd, "DiffiIIINDOOOOO," his spell had been tampered as some IDIOT came rushing by him, clearly excited about the events of the class. However, the spell worked... it just so happened that the nudge had changed the direction his wand was facing...

Right at West Odessa's rear end. GULP.

The distance between the two boys, ensured that the spell didn't dig deep enough to draw blood from the ickle one, but it DID rip his trousers exposing his underwear...

Oh boy.

Elijah quickly pretended to be working, grabbing his dental floss and taking a realllll interest in it. Elijah wasn't sure if he was more afraid of what West would do, or what ASPEN would do. He had already been bitten ONCE this term afterall... Perhaps West hadn't noticed it was him? The sparkly vampire was very focussed on his work, afterall...

A wide grin started to spread across this Ravenclaw's face. Excited he was, maybe not as obvious as the young Odessa, but he was stoked to get to this part of the lesson.

He stood up quickly and, not really needing a potty break, went directly to the box with the supplies, taking the items he needed plus the extra soda bottle. Actually he took TWO soda bottles. He wasn’t quite finished with the soda in his bottle and didn’t really want to chug it all down —that would be bad for his tummy, and he’d rather have something to drink from time to time as he assembles the bottle rocket.

Bringing the supplies back to his desk, he sets about lining the items in an orderly fashion. He gives Louisa a quick glance ”This is gonna be fun” he said in that controlled but clearly excited grin ”It’s a very Muggle activity but it doesn’t lessen that fun challenge of trying to get something to fly farther and longer.”

He took one of the soda bottles and lays it on its side then brought his wand out. He hovers his wand as he eyeballs where to cut the bottle before making the downward wandstroke ”Diffindo.”. The top third of the plastic bottle rolls away from the rest of the plastic cylinder now left in his hand. Laying his wand aside he reaches out for the other bottle and slips its bottom through the cut plastic cylinder. It fits well enough, has that snugness to it as he cut it at the area where the cylinder narrows down a bit towards the neck of the now severed top.

He sets those aside and reaches out for the cardboard, cutting it into four equal parts. Taking his quill and one of the cardboard pieces he outlines the shape of a wing, then stacks this piece over the other cardboard pieces. Again he takes up his wand and carefully cuts through the small cardboard stack, following the shape of the wing he just drew. Soon he has 4 wing pieces, all with identical shape and size.

Theo gulped down the rest of his soda, and cracked his knuckles. Cos they were makin' ROCKETS. This was awesome, so awesome, Theo needed to pee real bad. And the soda did NOT help. So, he'd take that 'potty break', and he dashed off to pee.

A few minutes later, he returned, with a relieved expression. He looked at the board for the instructions, and felt a little worried about using magic. The boy could ride a broom no problem, but wanding was something he was crap at. What the hey - he WAS here to learn, of course. "Scourgify." He said to himself first, just to make sure he knew what to say before pointing his wand everywhere. Eh, it sounded about as right as what everyone else was saying. "Scourgify!" He pointed his wand to his bottle, cleansing it of soda goodness.

It ACTUALLY worked.

Good heavens.

Okay, the severing charm. AKA - a really scary charm that involved SEVERING. And that word was always associated with limbs. He'd be fine, he'd be fine. Theo was a SECOND year now.

"D-Diff... Diffi" Nope, too scared.

He needed an older person's HELP. He looked to his side at Sophie. She wasn't THAT old, but he knew that she was good at spells and stuff. "Sophie, can you just do the severing part for me, please?" That would be swell.

If not, he'd need to go and find Roraaaaaaa!

Ariana had ran ff to the bathroom But not to use it, more to dump her soda out cause EWWWW it was soo gross. only taking 4 sips from it she was Done!

She rinsed her bottle out in the bathroom as well, using charms was so much work and well she was there so might as well. Ariana walked back to the classroom and reached in her bag for her parchment and "EWWWW!" she said a bit louder then expected. She pulled out her parchment which was soaked along with several other things "What the heck!" she looked around for the perp

Oh, so it was that guy. She wrote some notes on him in her book:


Rockets?? Was this lady off her rocket, Sarah thought too many people died in space travel, especially in the 1900’s so she had fended off any notion when she was younger to go in a Rocket.
She wrote down the instructions in her book...

Potty break? Sarah’s bladder was stronger than that, that, her brain, her will and her heart were the strongest things in her body. And people said that she had a strong backbone. She therefore declined that option. Her bladder should know better. One should have to go to “the place where the queen goes alone” at most three times a day – more though if they had a tummy bug or if they were bored (or had a good book to read and wanted peace and quiet).
She looked at her bottle, which now had the last dregs in it. She took out her wand “Scourgify” she said to clean it out. Maybe Tergeo could have also worked. She would not mind helping anyone, she was after all just last year in the same boat as them, not so adapt in spellwork. Yet she was scared she was not good enough. She went and collected the second bottle from the teacher.

“Diffindo” she said, cutting the bottle in the correct place. She then fit the two bottles together, making sure the cut bottle fitted over the perfect bottle well.

She then took the card board, and thought about designs for wings.

Yeah, mm'kay. The studmuffin, whatever it meant (clearly she haven't been listening), was Robert Hucthings Goddard. The Ravenclaw was too engrossed with drinking ALL the soda in her bottle that she wasn't paying much attention. Her ears only perked up upon the sound of the word BOTTLE ROCKETS.

Hmm. So that's why. Incorporating the bottles with whatever Goddard had discovered huh?

...her soda bottle was empty now and the brunette burped rather loudly after closing its lid. She was ready for their activity now! Massaging her overlarge belly, Beezus eyed the box that Professor Burbage said contained the remaining needed materials for their rockets.

Oh, yes. She needed to go use the Potty. Potty, potty. She was definitely going. But before exiting, she sat listening to more instructions. Right..dental floss, cardboard, plastic bag. And the extra bottle too. She'll grab those when her potty dance has subsided. Beezus took a quick scan of the steps on the board before finally standing up and dashed out of the room. Time to open the dam! Yep....run like the river! Feeling undeniably more comfortable, she went out of the restroom cubicle, about to return to the classroom when...Hold on, FREEZE! Why were some of her classmates bringing their bottles that still had soda in it to the restroom?

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MERLIN'SOVERGROWNPANTS! "No.Way." she uttered, emphasizing each word. How could this be happening to her?! She felt betrayed! She had to finish ALL of the contents of her soda bottle because Professor Burbage said they were to use it. But the woman didn't say they can pour it down the sink if they weren't drinking it. And she...she had been misleaded. Poor her. Her bladder has suffered so much. And her classmates just got rid of their sodas that easily?! What has she done to deserve such faaaaaaaaaaaaaaate?

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Distraught, she returned to the classroom and without a word to anyone began to take the materials that she needed then scourgified the bottle that she exerted the oh-so-much effort to empty. Sniffing as she went, the brunette then returned to her desk and used the Severing Charm on one of the bottles. Beezus pulled out her wand and with a downward slash wand movement, "Diffindo." Cut. She then slipped it under the the other bottle. It fitted and when she pulled it out, it didn't get stuck. Good.

Next step was to make wings when she realized she forgot to bring a piece of cardboard with her. Rather speedily, she left her work and sauntered to the Professor's table, grabbed the cardboard and zigzagged back to her desk, sending excuses to her busy buzz fellows. HOWEVER. Before she had reached her desk, she slipped a bit and had accidentally nudged someone. "I'm sor--" Beezus started but her apology was cut short when she saw the spell from the person she had unintentionally bump's wand dart to the younger Odessa's direction.

And...KABOOZ.

Beezus eyes widened in horror when the Slytherin's trousers were ripped and his underwear came into view. UH-OH. Meep! It was totally not her fault. Her head turned to the real culprit who was pretending to be interested in the floss then she gave him a 'What did you do?!' look.

After cutting the first bottle, Orr took the other bottle and checked that the cut bottle fitted over the bottom of the other bottle while sliding it on and off. It slide off easily.

She next took some pieces of cardboard and with a quill drew out the same shape for the wings four times. Next she started to cut them out.

Next she took the uncut bottle and put it on its side, she then picked up one of the wings and placed it where she wanted it to be. She held it there while she picked up her wand and then uttered "Adhaero". She picked the bottle up and shook it--as expected the wing didn't fall off. Satisfied, Orr repeated the process with another two wings.

She checked the instructions again, Tie some dental to the plastic bag's handles and attach this string to the bottom of your UNCUT bottle.

She picked up the dental and started pulling out the string and pulling and pulling until she got a fairly long string. She would hate for her plastic bag not to open because of the string length. She picked up the purple plastic bag and tied the string to the handles and then she uttered "Adhaero" and waved her wand again as she stuck the string to the bottom of the Uncut bottle.

But then she realized that she needed to do something with a piece of cardboard but she didn't know what. Putting her hand up in the air she asked "Hmm...Professor Burbage? I think that I missed out something what do I with the remaining cardboard?

In the end she opted to put four wings on, and she cut out her desired shape on the cardboard- making sure that they were all the same size. She was to make them red, like fire.

“Adhaero” she said to stick the wings on the uncut bottle. They looked really nice on it.

Then she took out the plastic bag and strings and she attached the string to the plastic bag and attached both of them to the uncut bottle’s bottom.
She then capped it off with the cut bottle.

Next was decorating time. First, she made the bottle purple and drew flowers on it. The she made the wings looks more like flames. She then surveyed her handiwork.

Finally, activity time. As Kat looked at the blackboard, she saw the instructions. POTTY BREAK??!! Seriously, is Professor Marion just plain weird or something? Before Kat went deeper in her thoughts, she shook her head and did as she was told.

No soda in your bottle, it said. Kat took her bottle and checked if there was still soda left. Kat let the remaining soda then drop out of the bottle. Then she took her wand and said "Scourgify" to perfectly clean the bottle. After, she said "Diffindo, then the bottle was cut to exactly 2/3 from the top and the end of the lid. She tested the bottle to see if it fits, and it did. Yey for progress.

What? Cutting? Ok, Kat admits she sucks at cutting perfectly shaped figures. Her hand always tremble from the expectations. But she did her best in cutting (Weeeee!) wings of equal size.

Ugh. So much wooork.

After taking what seemed like ages, Jory finally completed three perfect wings. Placing them down, he consulted the instructions once again. So now it was time to attach the wings to the uncut bottle. "Adhaero!'' he said and instantly the first wing was stuck onto the bottle. He repeated this for the other two wings. Again, here the boy spent additional time, to make sure they were attached around the same height.

Next, he placed the plastic bag, dental floss, and the rest of the cardboard on his desk. Jory got some of the minty floss and tied his bag handles then carefully tied it to the base of the uncut bottle. He now placed the bottom part of the cut bottle onto the top of the other.

To the last step: Decorate. Jory was not one with artistic talent but he would give it his best shot. Rummaging through his bag, he brought out a few markers. He didn't trust himself with any spell work in relation to decorating the rocket. He'd probably destroy the thing instead.

First he drew a moon complete with the craters and all and then he drew a young man on top of it. It represented Neil Armstrong, the first man to walk on the moon. “Rest in peace,’’ he thought as he drew stars and asteroids around the moon. The man is one of Jory’s heroes. He completed the design by placing black and yellow stripes on the wings.

Wrong spell?! Harlan looked up from what she was doing, she'd better not have done anything wrong.. because as much fun as this was she was NOT going to drink another two bottles of soda.. That wasn't healthy.

Oh. Good. It was a spell that she hadn't used yet. Harlan let out a sigh and returned her attention to her very awesome fairy wings. She got the uncut bottle and laid it out in front of her, trying to decide where to stick the fancy wings.
After a few seconds of staring Harlan decided on a good spot and got her wand out. She muttered the spell to herself a few times before finally aiming her wand at the wings and bottle. 'Adhaero!'

The wings seemed to attach themselves nicely and were all in relatively good position. You could only notice a slight difference if you looked super closely. But this lady was a bit older.. so her eye sight probably wasn't what it used to be anyway.. It was that way with nan!

Riiiiight. What was next..? Harlan eyed her note.

Ok. Plastic bag. Dental floss and more cardboard. She frowned at the dental floss, not sure what mouth hygiene had to do with rockets.
Harlan flattened the bag out and took hold of one of the handles, her dental floss in the other hand. She tied a knot after wrapping the floss around the handle a few times and cut off a piece of the floss, making sure to have enough left to stick it to the bottom of the uncut bottle.
She looked around, not sure whether they needed to use Adhaero again.. but it worked the first time, so why not again?!

Before attaching the string to the uncut bottle, Harlan did the same thing to the other handle and cut off the string at the same length. She held the string to the uncut bottle and mumbled another 'Adhaero', sticking the floss to the bottle.
A grin on her face, Harlan held the bottle out in front of her by the top of the plastic bag. It stuck on neatly. But it definitely needed some fancy colours.

Harlan fished some markers out of the bottom of her bag and eyed her rocket. It needed something sparkly... That way it would look fancy AND fit in with the stars once it was up in space.. sort of. Before adding any sparkles however, Harlan coloured the fairy wings pink with purple lines.
'So fancy. Studmuffin rocket.' She said to herself as she threw some sparkles onto the wings. Super fairy like.

Once the wings were done Harlan did the same with the parachute and coloured it pink and purple again. When she was finally done she added the cut bottle and stuck it over the parachute and stepped back to admire her.. work of art. So fancy and fairy like.

So here it was, the moment they had all been waiting for. She smiled, were they really getting to build a rocket in the class. Today was bound to be super fun. Maybe this was a great way to start the Hogwarts lessons. Looking at the list of things she wanted them to do.

Bathroom break...check...ok finish her drink, she looked at her bottle of soda and realized she had over half left. She started to take huge gulps to finish it, she was so exited she didn't care that it was giving her heart burn.

Okay, step one, finish drink finished.

Step two: Severing charm......ok......she wasn't sure what spell that was, but you know.....She took a deep breath said her incantation and poof....her bottle had severed the right way...thank goodness.

She checked to see if the bottle fit with the next one? "Umm.......what if the bottles don't fit?" Faye asked..........

Ariana looked down at her bag angry and casted "scourgify" on it to try it and everything it in "someone's lucky that i actually know that spell" she said to no one in particular. she then went up to the front of the room and gathered the rest of her materials. upon returning to her seat she Then casted "Diffindo" on her bottle cutting it exactly where she was suppose to. she then removed the top and made sure the two bottles fit together just fine. She then began designing her wings. Simple wings nothing too extravagant When complete and satisfied she casts "Adhaero" sticking the wings to the uncut bottle at the same height. She then layed her Plastic bag, Dental floss and remaining cardboard on the desk in front of her and took a breather for a minute

Rockets....wow! They were making rockets from soda bottles? Renesmee just stared at her bottle a while. It didn't seem impossible, especially not with magic, but it still seemed like bit of a challenge. Maybe it was easier than it looked.

Taking one last sip of her soda, the fifth year scribbled down the instructions and read over them once. She then got out of her seat, went to the restroom and came back. First she ticked instruction number one, and then took out her wand ready to move on now.

"Scourigfy." she pointed her wand inside the bottle and watched as it became sparkly and clean. Perfect! Now she had to cut the lid off. Estimating the right measurements, she pointed her wand closer to the top of the bottle and said. "Diffindo." as she neatly moved her hand in a straight line. The cut off half fell to the table and made a tiny noise. Nessie eyed the cut off half for just a moment and then took the other soda bottle and twirled it around in her hand for a short moment. It looked like it could fit into the bottle she had just cut, but of course like the instructions said, she checked just be sure.

Materials....she still needed them.

Renesmee once again got up, this time walking over to the box in front of the class. She fetched one plastic bag, one piece of cardboard, and some bits of dental floss. She then headed back to her desk and read over her next instruction.

While West waited for the professor to get to him he cheerfully kept working on his rocket preparation. He had his awesome wings done now, three of them all the same size and angular, with a flatter edge to go against the bottle. Errr.... Adhaero? What spell was that one? West didn't knowwwwww.

He went ahead and made his parachute instead, figuring he'd get back to the sticking on part, if he had all the pieces ready


So far so good.

So far so.... Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh? Was it just him or was it suddenly breezy in here? And was that breeziness accompanied by the sound of tearing cloth? West was oblivious to quaffle print underpants visible through the tear in his pants, but he looked around suspiciously, still sparkling and fanged up.

Messer grinned when the Professor showering him in golden sparkles. Golden sparkles. Hehehe. How often did your Professor showered you with that? NEVER!

The third year listened to the other students answers while making some notes here and there. Then when its Professor Burbage time to answer the question, he put his quill down and listened to her very carefully. Oh, the guy name was Goddard not Goldfish. Noted.

BOTTLE ROCKET?! o______O How awesome is that?! First astronomy class this term and they gonna make BOTTLE ROCKET. Teehee!

Now, onto rocket building.

First, he went to the supplies table to get the things he need to make this rocket bottle. After he made sure that he already got everything, Messer went back to his work table and put all the things on his table. Now, he need to cut his bottle. The third year 'Scourgify' both bottles.

Now, onto the cutting. He picked up one soda bottle and laid it on his table. The instruction on the board said that they need to cut 2/3 of the way from the top. Okay. Messer pointed his wand at the bottle "Diffindo!" His eyes glued to his-newly-cut-bottle. Its sliced where it was supposed to and the cut bottle fits over the bottom of the other bottle.

Well it appeared that the Professor did not like Doctor Who or Star Trek. He guesses he can forgive since she is really old and thinks these guys are studmuffins. What ever that is. He walks to the bathroom to take his "potty break". Why did she have to use that word. What was this a class of eight year old. Once he returns he sets to work making his awesome rocket.

But before he even checks his bottle he sees some quaffles out of the corner of his eye. He turns to look and sees that it is West's underpants. Well that is embarrassing. But at least he has good taste. He walks over to West and quietly says

" Hey West, I think there is a tear in your pants."

Nigel then stayed close to West and looked at his rocket he brought over to check and see if it is empty.Once he was sure he moved on to the next step.

Nigel used the severing charm to cut his bottle so that he removed the top.He then followed the instructions and checked to make sure that his awesomely cut bottle fit over the bottom of the other bottle he got. It should slide on and off easily just like the instructions said.

Oh, so it's not the dead Uncle Sylvester? Pity.

As professor-whatever-her-name-is continues with her explanations, Xing takes the last gulp of the remaining soda in his cup.

OoOoOoOooooohhhhh~ Artsy stuff. Xing likes! After listening and reading the instructions given, the boy leaps off his seat to retrieve the things needed to build this rocket thing that he thinks the muggle use it to go to outer space. He isn't so sure though. Never attended a muggle school before. Now back to his seat, Xing nudges his chair slightly to the back with one foot before he scatters the materials on the desk. First thing first, clean the soda bottle. Grin. Wand thrusted into the mouth of the bottle, Xing speaks in a melodic tone, "Scoooooooourrr~ Geee~ Fiii~" Or is he singing? Either way, that doesn't work, and sugar high Xing doesn't understand why. He is sure enough music solves every problem, if not all. Once again. This time, he needs to be more serious. "Scourgify," and the soda droplets in the bottle vanish.

Moving on~ Holding the 'scourgified' bottle horizontally in his non-wand hand, Xing makes a vertical slashisng movement with his wand as he says with a clear voice, "Diffindo," at the top end of the bottle, cutting roughly a third of the emptied bottle. He puts the lid to the side before picking another empty bottle and slides its bottom end into the bottle he cut just now. Xing pulls it out, then puts it back in. Mhmm. That should do it.

After a few minutes of sitting around watching other's and carelessly chuckling at Odessa Ariana went back to work taking her Floss in hand and tieing it to the handles of the plastic bag. she then attached the other end of the string to the bottom of the Uncut bottle, to make her parachute of course
Then she put the bottom part of the bottle on top of the other bottle making sure the bottom part of the bottle consisted of the parachute. Now it was time to "decorate."

He was already listening to Kurumi, so the 'point and concentrate' was noted.

"Hi, Kurumi!" Always excited, he was, "YEAH!" He already cleaned his bottle in the bathroom like Professor Burbage said to, but he wanted to do the spell too. Because he would get to use magic! FOR THE FIRST TIME! Besides, there was water left in the bottom that could be removed, yeah?

He was literally bouncing from excitement.

But paused long enough to give Dora a 'are you kidding me' look. "Oi. Go get your own." HE already had HIS.

Aidan's eyes lit up as Kurumi performed the spell and then suddenly, the bottom of the bottle was clear. Just like magic! Just like his parents!

And DID HE WANT TO TRY?! A sillier question has never been asked. "YEAH!" He pulled out his wand and pointed it inside his bottle. Point and concentrate on the object. The bottle. "SCOURGIFY!!!!!!!"

....In an instant all his excitement vanished. A deep frown replaced his grin.

It didn't work.

WHY didn't it work if he did everything like Kurumi showed them?

Professor Burbage gave the girl a quick wink, but did not walk away just yet as she stood and waited for the young lady to attempt the charm, her hands tapping her own side idly in anticipation for being able to put together her OOOOOWN rocket.

"Well done dear," she nodded approvingly at her charm work. "Do be mindful of your fingers, just in case." Horrible thing had happened to one of her children when they were not paying attention once when performing it.
Making her way around the classroom a bit to check on students before she got down to work, Marion couldn't help but notice that a certain Ravenclaw seemed a bit...lost? Oh dear, was this what happened when students came down off of their sugar rush? "Something wrong, dear?"

This boy. Yes. Mr. Wilde Odessa. She was going to haaaaaaaaaave to have tea with him sometime. "You may make any alterations you see fit," she chirped. "This is just the most basic form to get you started." She siiiiiiiiiiiiimply loooooooooved the way he thought.

Perhaps she should encourage him to pursue a career in rocketry? Hmmm?

"Oh I seeeeee," she mused, tapping her lip with her index finger a few times deep in thought. Of course, Marion had her own ways of finding sources and publications of this sort. "Well, it's like I alwaaaaaaaaays say: the more difficult to find the more thriiiiiiiiilling the chase for knowledge becomes." Surely this young studmuffin in the making knew about the thrill of a chase, yes?

Ho ho ho ho.
Hmmm? "If that happens, dear, it may mean you cut a little tooooooooooooooooo close to the top of the bottle," Marion nodded with a smile. "You shouldn't have too much trouble with getting them to fit."

Remaining cardboard? Was she talking about the scraps? "Oh, nothing dear. Once you have cut the wings out of your piece of cardboard you are done with it. Unless you want to use it for decoration of some sort." Not that she really recommended that. It was just added weight.

With her own supplies in hand now, Marion decided to take a seat beside her little rocket man to construct her own rocket and had got to placing the wings on it when she...noticed something.

"Oh goodness gracious hEAvens, darling," she exclaimed, covering her mouth with one hand to try to suppress an amused giggle. "Darling, I dooooooo believe that you managed to tear a hole in your pants and now your adoooooooooorable panties are showing." She was a bit surprised that they did not have rockets on them, however.

"Not at all, professor," Presley replied. After all nothing was wrong. "I was simply going to ask if I may run to my dormitory quickly and get my scrapbooking supplies to decorate with. It's just down the corridor from here." Polite and to the point. That was all Presley needed.

She had actually gulped down HALF of the orange soda. And she could continue if the professor didn't give her looks. Louisa slightly raised her eyebrows at the old woman before putting her empty cup down and starting to write notes again when the dude in the picture was revealed. The Ravenclaw had to remind herself every now and then that this was not a muggle physics lesson but an Astronomy class in Hogwarts, she did feel like she was in a deja vu moment there; having gone to muggle elementary school for four years, this resembled science somewhat.

And the next part of the class has apparently begun, the professor started talking about their practical activity and Louisa drank two cups of her orange soda meanwhile. The rocket bottle seemed to have its fans in this class, Louisa poured herself yet ANOTHER cup as she scanned the crowd of eye-gleaming boys and bouncing young girls. Gulpgulpgulp. She liked the idea too, but she'd already done it with her stepdad looooooooong time ago. But it was cool.

The Ravenclaw scribbled down the instructions on her parchment, still drinking as she wrote down.



She almost choked on her soda when Vickers, next to her, jumped to his feet and seemed to be one of the kids most excited boys about this project. Louisa smiled at him, nodding and watching him hurry over to get the items. She quickly gulped down what was left in her orange soda bottle, burping quietly.

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Yeah, she definitely needed the loo. Louisa jumped to her feet then, "Excuse me.." and hurried out of the class for some sweet relief.

----five minutes after----

The Ravenclaw walked back into the class with a relaaaaxed smile on her face. The scene didn't change much, people were all over the place already. And the first thing to draw her attention was the professor trying NOT to giggle and mentioning panties. How charming. Louisa looked at the Odessa boy, and then at his rear. She chuckled, walking over to the table to grab the needed items from there. Heh heh heh, poor boy--

WAIT A SECOND. The Ravenclaw's eyes quickly looked for the Odessa chick. And found her. As weird and inexplicable as always. The only concern of the head girl was that the fake-vampire girl (coz Louisa doesn't believe Aparecium AT ALL) would do something and resulting their House to lose a couple of hundreds points.

So yes, we have our eyes on you, Odessa.

Back to her seat, Louisa grabbed the bottle that she'd gulped down and "Scourgify"ed it. And just to make sure, she held it clooooose to her right eye, closing her left one, to make sure it was 100% clean. Setting it back on the desk, she flipped it to its side and specifically lying side by side with the other empty bottle that she got from the table. Taking some time to concentrate on where exactly she wanted to cut, Louisa moved her wand downward in a slashing move, "Diffindo," one side of the bottle rolled down on the floor, mission successfully accomplished. She picked up what fell on the floor, it was useless now, and put it away.

Then she held the cut bottle and slid it on the other whole one, making sure they fit and sliiiiide easily. Mhhhmmmm, they did! Louisa was really good at this, and feeling slightly nostalgic as the process went on.