It would come as no surprise to anyone that knew him, that Thomas Ashley Broadmoor as NOT a fan of Charms. In fact, the only classes he really.. enjoyed was too strong a word; the only classes he really tolorated was Muggle Studies and Creatures, because with those particular subjects he didn't feel like he had failed before he had even begun.

With his bag over shoulder, he crouched down to remove his shoes and socks. He straightened up and walked into the.. 'fingy' room (he couldn't remember the name so that would suffice. He just knew it was a short word with a confusing jumble of letters which all looked the same), to be greeted by a pleasant breeze, soft, warm sand under foot, and the familiar smell of the air in St Ives where his brother and his wife lived. It brought a smile to the young lad's face. This was nice. Charms would be nice today. Maybe Professor Bellaire would allow them to enjoy fish and chips and ice cream. That was what you did in St Ives. The salt air seemed to make everything taste far better than it ever did in London.

"Ello, Professah." He greeted the professor.

He spotted lovely Kurumi and walked over to her, giving her a smile in greeting.

Charms. Hannah wasn't sure how to take this professor. All she knew is that last year she was pretty anal and well...mental. Still maybe she just thought she had to be that way because it was her first time teaching here. Only time will tell. She walked into the room and was immediately taken off guard. Wow. She sooo wasn't expecting this.

Hannah loved the beach and sun. She didn't like to get dirty though. Hmmm...she was instantly wondering what they would be doing today. She spotted the professor lounging and nodded to her. "Hello professor." She looked around for her friend Elliot to see what she thought about the whole thing.

Irie Room.

The Noticeboards said that they were going to have their first Charms lesson at the Irie Room. Err, so what was an Irie Room? Or more importantly, what was inside it?

Adjusting and straightening her necktie, Beezus pushed open the door that supposedly led to the said room. And to her bewilderment, she was welcomed by a soft, soothing breeze. Hmmmm. Smelled like the sea, and vanilla ice cream, and peppermint. Heh. She glanced around for a while before taking off her shoes and placing it beside the shoes already lined near the entrance.

Wow. This place was epic. She felt like she was on a vacation on a beach or something. The sandy texture brought a tinge of tickling sensation on her notes that she wanted to bury her whole feet on the sand. Ah, there were coconut trees too! She knew how to climb one actually. Hehe.

After a few minutes of being lost in what seemed like an alternate reality, the Ravenclaw walked over to where their Charms Professor was, "Hello Professor Bellaire." Smiiiile. "This is a rather unique room." she commented, clearly impressed. And they were going to hold their class there? Double-triple awesome!

*sitting next to Spike* :)
 

Charms wasn't exactly one class Ethan was looking forward to as he felt he was rather rubbish with a wand, but he had to admit that he was pleasantly surprised when he walked into the room. A beach?! The Ravenclaw stood in the doorway, slightly stunned, as he took in the sight. Now this was a classroom! He shot the professor a grateful smile as he made his way through the sand and chose a beach chair next to the Ravenclaw prefect.

The "room" reminded him a little bit of the south of France - a place he dearly loved and sorely missed, but he was mildly surprised that the setting made him feel more blissfully relaxed than homesick. He glanced over at the fellow Claw next to him and, seeing that the other boy had removed his socks and shoes, Ethan did the same and dug his toes into the warm sand. "Niiiiiice," he murmured as he leaned back in his chair, completely relaxed. Every class should be like this one.

"Hello professor." West greeted cheerfully upon entering, but the cheer fell away to suspicion at the state of the room and all. What was wrong with a regular classroom? How was anyone supposed to concentrate when there weren't even any walls?

He found a spot and waited for things to begin, not looking too convinced as of yet.

This was....This was...This was absolutely brilliant! Ella was grinning, bag slung over her shoulder, as she walked into the Irie Room and took in the sights...and scents...of the beach. It was lovely. Bending down, the third year removed her shoes and socks, tucking the latter neatly into her shoes and placing them to the side.

"Hello Professor Bellaire, this place looks brilliant!" She greeted excitedly, before heading over to sit next to her favorite 'Uncle.' "Hey Messy!" The blonde said quietly before plopping down in the sand and placing her bag beside her. Now where was Soph? Ells had thought she was right behind her...

Alyssa walked into the classroom and was amazed at what she saw. As she continued to walk in, she realized that the surface she was walking on had changed. It was now sand. Alyssa looked up to see that the entire classroom had changed. It looked like they were on the beach. She could even see coconut trees and smell the ocean air.

Taking off her shoes, so that she could curl her toes in the sand, Alyssa walked up to the Professor.

"You did an awesome job here Professor. Can we get to keep the room the way it is after we're done with class?" Alyssa smiled in greeting.

She turned her head and spotted Ella and Messer and walked over to join them.

As Emmanuelle walked into class, she did a double take. What whhhaaat? Beach? In the middle of Hogwarts? This brought a huge smile to her face, since she had begun to miss the sand already. So it was with eagerness that she slipped her shoes off, letting her toes sink into the stuff for a few seconds before finding herself a seat. Right on the sand. Yep, this was the life. "Hello, professor!"

Chaaaaaarms Class.

With the scary teacher. Uh-oh. The little girl skipped into class, taking a couple of seconds to realize that she wasn't skipping on stone floors but... sand? Damn. It was HARD skipping on sand. Frown-y face. Oh and WHAT IN MERLIN'S ANKLES?! Why were they on a beach? And were they inside or outside? Meh. Confusing.

Still frowning, she went up to Bellaire and, wanting to get on her better side gave a very polite "How're you, professor?"

And walked a little bit away and dropped her bag down and sat on it.

She did not want to get sand on her robes, thank you very much.

Milton entered the Charms classroom as he usually did - by opening the door. But it was DIFFERENT. Obviously. He had brought his galoshes, as instructed, but he just assumed they would be outside in the rain or something. Not a beach. But he wondered why they would need rainboots for a beach... Interesting.

After the mild surprise passed, Milton walked onto the beach and took his shoes off and slipped them into his school bag, not wanting anyone to steal them. They were expensive, after all.

Walking further, Milton joined the rest of the students and set his bag next to a chair before plopping down onto it. "I could work on my tan." Har har.

Sarah walked into charms, rather nervously. She had checked her appearnce before she ha come in... this teacher was really fussy with externals.. perhaps it freaked the teacher out too much to delve into her internal appearance... Sarah concentrated her efforts on her internal though, because in her opinion she had no external beauty to think of. "Hello Professor!" she said. She decided to stand for a bit

How did she do it? Ariadne was stunned. Upon entering the designated classroom, she was expecting to see ordinary desks and chairs, but she was greeted by a tropical paradise instead. 'Wow, this is breathtaking.' the girl commented out loud. Were they taking a vacation?

With someone as no-nonsense as Professor Bellaire, it was highly unlikely. Still, a student could dream, right? Walking closer to where the Professor sat, Ari greeted politely. 'Hello, Professor. I'm looking forward to whatever it is that we are going to do today. The room looks fantastic.' It was bound to be an interesting class.

After a while, Ariadne decided against sitting down. She hated when sand got everywhere. Yes. Better stand.

Professor and Minnie
 

Making her way to charms, Sutton had been really nervous. If there was ever a class that would give obvious evidence to how far behind she was, it was going to be Charms class. All it was was magic. Feeling very nervous, Sutton walked into the room and noted the pile of shoes at the door. She slipped off hers and added them to the rows of shoes and entered the classroom... which was actually... a beach?!

"Woah!" Sutton uttered in awe as she looked around the room, smiling. Spotting the Professor, she ran across the room to him with a smile. Maybe this class wouldn't be soooo bad. Stopping in front of the professor, she said brightly, "Hello, Professor! I'm Sutton Piatek! I just transfered here this year!" It was seriously beautiful in here!

Looking around, she tried to see if there was anyone else in class yet that she knew. Spotting Minnie, she walked through the warm sand toward her friend. "Minnie! Hi! This is great! Is it always like that?" she asked in a bright voice, her green eyes wide with wonder. This was by far the coolest magic she had seen so far.

The galoshes instructions for Charms classes didnt really struck this Ravenclaw as something unusual-- they are in the Scottish Highlands after all, and he's gotten used to weather in this country in which galoshes seem to be a requirement in every home. But when Vickers passed the threshold to this room he could only stop and stare...

..... its a tropical paradise. What did they need galoshes for?

But the highly inviting sun, sand and surf wasnt something he would drop the rubber boots for, in fact he made his way under the clump of coconut trees that gave the most shade.

He did wish Bellaire told them about this room. That way he wouldve done something to save himself from the inevitable sunburn.

West hadn't yet unpacked his things, and he wouldn't until he knew what was going on. So the things on the list were in his bag... except galoshes. What twelve year old boy had those? No, he had rubber wellies of course. Much cooler.

*for West*
 

Harlow dragged herself to class not really paying attention to which one it was. It was a feat of strength that she had pulled herself out of bed and managed to find clothes that fit all the limbs of her body. She wasn't sure what state her hair was in. Harlow hadn't been able to find the comb she had lost in her hair last week. A simple spell could have straightened her hait, but for the life of her she couldn't remember it.

Her creative blockage was not affecting her magic. It was going from bad to worse and she couldn't figure out what was going on with her.

She noticed the sign on the door about taking her shoes off and she was startled to find that she had left the dorms without even putting in on. "Oh great," she groaned.

This was a terrific start to the day. She was scared to look down and see what else she was or wasn't wearing. At least the shoes were a moot point right now as she had to take them off.

Harlow quickly found a empty seat next to a fellow Slytherin.

Sophie walked in right behind Ella. Whaaaa? She raised both eyebrows as she looked around. That was.... wicked! WIIICKEEED!

Not because it was a beach and all, Sophie only found that amusing, but... it was all CHAAARMs work!! The third year's eyes sparkled as she stood there, taking a good look at every detail of the enchanted room. Wow. Wooow! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!!!

Sophie HAD TO LEARN HOW TO DO IT!!! She muuusst! Merlin, that was amazing!! Professor Bellaire got a HUGE GRIN from Sophie. "Professor, this is... perfect!!" The SPELL WORK! AWESOME!

When Sophie's brain snapped back to reality, she couldn't see Ella in front of her anymore. Woops. She had gotten totally distracted by the awesomeness of the Charms Professor's work. The badger quickly took off her shoes and left them by the door before rushing in Ella and Messy's direction.

Oakey came into new room and was instantly in shock about it's location. The last time he was at a beach was when...when he was bitten by a Mackled Malaclaw. The damn lobster-thing that started it all.

He wanted to keep his shoes on for sure, to be safe. In case this beach room housed creatures as well.
He took his shoes off, but carried them with him up to the Professor. walking slowly and watching the sand for any kind of movement."Ma'am if it's okay with you. I'd much prefer to keep my shoes on, just in case."

Vicky <3
 

Bellaire's class meant every teeny detail was supposed to be taken care of. Louisa spent half an hour before class fixing her uniform; skirt, tie, shirt, and shoes. Then she wore her cloak and put on galoshes. All the way down to the classroom, her mind raced through several ideas. Maybe they were going to charm those galoshes to they stick to walls and everyone will be wall-walking? Sounded pretty fun.

However, when the Ravenclaw walked into the room, she wasn't hit by the utter cleanness smell as usual but it was... "Huh?" BLINK. Did she just... blackout? Louisa took a moment to recognize her classmates and see the professor sitting there, all relaxed and stuff. She smiled, took her shoes off and walked on, "Hello professor."

Upon seeing Vickers, this whole place was just plain and this 'claw was the reason her face beamed. She headed to where he stood (?) and positioned herself next to him. "Hi," she said a bit timidly.

Not bad timid but good timid. Ya know.

Theo looked GOOD, if he said so himself. Sure, everyone knew that professor Bellaire was rather precise about keeping clean and tidy, but Theo also was keen to keep his FAVOURITE professor impressed with him. They were friends, right? Right.

H-h-h-HOLD UP. This room was a beach. It was a beach. Theodore really loved this school sometimes.

"HI, PROFESSOR!" He beamed, kicking off his smart shoes at the door and skipping through the sand. "I like what you've done with the place." The second year lay down straight away and rested his hands behind his head.

What in Merlin's beard was an 'Irie room'? That was one term that the 11 year old had never been introduced to before. That, of course, was the only reason she even bothered showing up to the terrible Professor's class. Yes. Terrible. What nice Professor would point their wand at a student that came to them for help?!?!

She watched others entering a room and figured that must have been the place. Entering she saw the Professor relaxing....really?

Forcing out a polite tone she turned to the woman. "Good day Professor." That was all she was getting. Nothing more than that.

Now that the Professor was out of the way she took a look around the room. IT WAS AMAZING!!! And so warm too. Walking a few steps further she noticed that her shoes left such distinct marks. NEAT!! She trodded a few steps more so she could marvel at the prints. Then, not needing to be invited to sit, Lex threw herself down on the sand and tried getting more comfortable as she waited for the lesson to begin while occupying herself with the shoe prints in the nice sand...such lovely shoe prints toooo.

As Kai walked swiftly into the room to make sure he was on time, he stopped, his eyes darting to his feet. Eurgh. Sand in his shoes. He grimaced and bent down to remove his shoes and socks, before scrunching his toes into the sand - it felt just like summer again.

He now pushed his attention rather quickly towards his professor, "Good afternoon Professor, how are you today? Did you enjoy your summer?" he asked politely. It was essential to be polite to professors, especially during the first lesson back!
Kai looked around the room at the other students, walked into the middle of them and dropped onto the sand...he could get used to lessons like this.