Peyton skipped to Potions, and extra bounce in each skip. This Baltazar was in a spectacular mood today. Why? Because she made the Quidditch team of course! Seeing her name on the roster on the notice board was one of the best feelings ever.

She stopped just outside the classroom, made sure she was presentable and stepped inside. So there was Professor Lafay. She's heard a lot about her, especially from her cousin. He was so stupid. So, she decided she wasn't to be related to Kennedy for this lesson. Sending the woman a smile, Peyton said, "Hello, Professor Lafay." Time to pick a seat now...

...Ooooh! Loooook!

Richaaaard. Peyton made her way to him and Aurora and sat on Richard's other side. "Hi guys!" she beamed. She liked knowing people in lessons and what's better than your own house mates. She dug into her bag and took something out. "I got you something," she told Richard, handing him a Sugar Quill she specially wrapped for him. "Sorry about last time...you know," she whispered. It was for unintentionally rejecting him in CoMC.

Which she didn't mean to. >.<

Ethan entered the potions classroom, his eyes falling first on Lafay. He was glad to see she looked a great deal better than she had last year, being a bit worried that she would even survive long enough to finish out the previous term. Though she did seem to have a new hairstyle..

"Good day, Professor," he said pleasantly enough as he walked past, then turned to find himself a seat. The sixth year chose the first unoccupied seat and laid out his supplies, ready for class to begin.

What?!

Did she just...?

Richard's smile vanished immediately as gray eyes stared at the girlfriend rather emotionless this time. What was this now? She did not give even a small smile. No...she preferred to snap at him instead. The Slytherin boy tried to hide his deep disappointment with an angry snort. ''Unbelievable.'' he said and slammed his parchment and quill on the desk. ''Unbelievable.'' Then he turned and just pretended to be busy with his school bag.

Unbelievable...

Just Richard was angrily messing with his school bag, he looked up when he saw someone approach and that someone just sat next to him. Hmm...oh it was Princess Peyton. ''Hey, Princess!'' he greeted her back and managed a smile though he was...kinda upset at Aurora. She got something for him? Smiling a little bit more now, Richard sat straight with interest.

What was it?

He picked up and kindly opened it and grinned at the sugar quill. ''Cool.'' What she had brought was not the important part anyway. It was the fact that she thought of it and got something for him. ''Well...well...well...it looks like there's actually someone who cares about my feelings today. Thanks Peyton!'' And of course she got a wink from him for the sugar quill.

Finally! Potions! A subject that Nate would be able to like!He did't like any other subject because, not that they were boring, but they were all way to happy and cheerful...Nate liked stuff that was more gloomy and dark...like the dungeons. Before he never really liked them, but for some strange reason he knew he'd be down here a lot. He couldn't help but snicker until this class was done...then he'd be able to start his pranks. His pranks would be bigger and bolder then any pranks Peeves played. All of Hogwarts would soon know Nate as "Mischeavious Prankster, or Prank King!" That's right, he planned on becoming the best prankster in the whole castle!

Then he realized that he had to do work in potions, as he was entering the classroom. He observed the room to find the most darkest corner to sit in. Once found he simply walked over to it while mumbling under his breath "Hello Professor." After he got over there he sat down in the chair, and looked up to wait for class to begin.

Nell walked into the potions classroom with her hands shoved in her pockets. Classes this year were getting a bit heavy on the homework and she was feeling the pressure. Her hair was up in a messy bun and she had loosened her tie not even five minutes into first class. Her grey eyes swept the room and rested on one familiar face. Thank Merlin!

"Hello Professor." She gave a small wave as she made her way over to where Ethan was sitting. "Mind if I sit here?" She shrugged her shoulders and hoped he wouldn't turn her away. Without Ed and Isaac she was now acutely aware of how few friends she had.

Sarah bounced into Potions as usual. Perhaps this lesson would turn out okay. To Sarah's surprise she did not do as bad in potions as she had originally thought in her pre-Hogwarts days. Sure, all the different parts of magic and studies required practice and now through practice she was becoming an all rounder. 'Practice make perfect' seemed to apply to her, as after hard work on the quidditch field she had made the team! She was really excited about that!
She fingered her satchel, pulling out her notebook as she approached the desk she wanted to sit at, towards the front was great for potions as she wanted to see what was happening all the time. "Good Day Professor!" she said cheerfully and took her seat. She then opened her potions notebook and began to review the notes she had taken over the years. Potions was great and it improved her listening skills.
From her seat she gave a smile to some of her friends, Ira, Ella, Nessie.. there were too many, which made Sarah feel nice. It was great to have friends.

Potions was a class that Mo had to take, not just because it was a core class for a third year, but also because his father was a Potions genius and his sisters were both skilled in the class and he just had to take it, okay? And he had to do well at it. Of course, Vivi had warned him about just how foul Professor Lafay was, inside and out, and that he would have to rely on himself to learn anything, but Mo was willing to give the woman a chance.

West liked her, after all, and West could be trusted.

Mo paused in front of the professor's desk as he entered the room, giving her a loooooong look as he mentally considered those disparate views. She wasn't drooling, which was kind of a shame. He'd wanted to see that. But she didn't look like she ate babies, either. All in all, it was a wash so far.

"Hullo, Professor. You look very well today," he told the Potions professor with absolute sincerity. "I'm Marcus Orion Branxton." Mo smiled broadly at her before traipsing off to find a seat. Miss Selina got a wink, but he took a seat near Queen Alice.

Alyssa quickly entered the Potions Classroom and was happy to see that class hadn't started yet. She was glad to see Professor Lafay sitting behind her desk and quickly walked over to greet her.

"Hello Professor. It is good to be back in your class again." Alyssa smiled to the Professor in greeting. She was also glad to see Professor Lafay looking better from the last time she saw her, but she wasn't going to mention that to her.....just in case she'd take offense and think that Alyssa was implying that she didn't look good even before she got sick.

Alyssa looked around and walked over to where Jory was sitting. "Hey there, mind if I sit next to you?" Alyssa asked her fellow housemate.

"Hello Miss Bishop," and she shrugged at her question... She was alive. That was good enough for her.

"Master Broadmoor." She said with a nod of greeting.

"Good Morning, HeadBoy Rush." She said and smirked.

"Hello Miss Wilson," she said and added, "I'm glad, I have a a hard set of classes planned."

"Thank you, and Hello to you Miss Fischer," she said.

"Good day Miss..." she looked on her roster and added, "Hardwicke?"

WHAT IN HADES NAME....

... a candidate.

pshh...

"It's Professor Lafay, or Mistress Lafay," and then with a smile she added, "Or Mrs. Greingoth," Yeah, she was letting him know WHO she was. "[/b]Mister Higareda, and yes. You may sit in my class today...[/B]"

Perfect...[/sarcasm]

"Good day Miss Paulidine, and it's Lafay..." Get it right kid...

"Good Morning Miss Dixon," She greeted.

She narrowed her eyes, not understanding the tone... "Good Morning Captain Montmorency" she said never the less.

"Thank you Miss Lecium and good morning to you as well." Politeness, she liked that.

"Good Morning Prefect Greing-" and the rose was placed in her hand... This did not make her happy. "-goth..." She glared at the girl. She was thinking of sending the rose to the potions Ingredients Cupboard...

"Good Day Miss Stewart-Quinn," She said.

"Good Morning Miss..." and again she checked her roster... well, lets hope Christmas doesn't come just once this year... "Goldman."

"I'm here." Which meant pretty good... "Good day Miss Hyde, I trust you are a real witch now? Wand and all?"

"Morning Captain Skyler... Please do not flirt with the Slytherin Captain in class." She said said rolling her eyes. Why did students always want to whisper sweet nothings into each other's ears?

"Morning Master Gunter," she said and nodded.

"Good day Master Stonewall," she said to the boy.

She was still holding the rose!

She sent the rose to the cupboard and glared at the boy. "Hello Master Turner." She grumbled.

"Enough with the flirting!" She said seeing him whisper too. Pshhh Quidditch Players. She should know better.

"Hello Master Kinsley," she said to the boy.

"Hello Master Barrington." She said and nodded.

"Hello Master Greingoth," she said and then added, "It's impolite to stare..."

She nodded back, "Good day to you Miss Kennedy."

"Hello Miss Baltazar," She said and watched the girl. Candy... mhmmm.

"Good day Master McCarthy" she said to the boy.

Hecate simply pointed her wand at the boy, casting a silent aguamenti charm. Yep. She was going to hose the boy down with cold water... and if she aimed right, the sugarquill would be gone. Melted in the water.

"Hello to you Master Jones." She said.

"Hello Miss Lockwood." She said to the girl.

"Good day Miss Edwards." She greeted.

She looked very well... she was expecting this from returning students... not a new one, but before she could look in her roster, he introduced himself. "Ah, yes. Hello. I understood I was getting another Branxton this term. You have big shoes to fill, and I treat no one differently." She watched him as he took his seat.

"Miss Potter, welcome back." She said and then began her class.

"Alright class... I'm feeling very well, and that means I can also get quite angry with you if you misbehave." She glared at the quidditch players. "That said, consider yourselves warned. Let's start. Who can tell me what the definition of the word noxious is?"

Well, Lafay was back.

Theo didn't mind this, nope. Noxious. Ehh, what the hey, Theodore raised his hand, "It sounds like nauseous, so maybe it's something gross." Because he had never actually heard of the word before. It was a good guess, if he did say so himself.

Why in the world would he expect to be treated differently? Mo gave her a head tilt of acknowledgement (and confusion), but the woman had already begun the lesson.

Noxious? It sort of sounded like someone was being super annoying and needed their pants set on fire or something, but that was OBnoxious. But interesting. Interesting. He wanted to think deep thoughts about root words for those two VERY similar words. Mo raised his hand. "It means dangerous, Professor."

Well, it sounded like a combination of two words. Eh, its worth the shot, yeah? She raised her hand, "It sounds like anxious and nauseous combined. Maybe it's when you're so anxious it makes you nauseous." Aww yeah for awkward answers.

Melody smiled. She knew this one. It was easy. "I believe noxious can mean harmful or if it is not harmful it can be described as very unpleasant. It can be used to describe a potion or poison."

Prefect Greingoth?

That sounded strange. Sierra wasn't used to her mother calling her anything other than...well, Sierra. Sierra did a little inner shrug and took a general note of what was going on around the room. Her mother was glaring at her. For what, she had no idea. She couldn't remember doing a thing out of line, so again, she just did a little inner shrug. Maybe she felt like she deserved a dozen roses instead of a single one? Hmm...

...and then the rose was banished into the storage cupboard, which confused her even further. No mother would make ingredients out of a gift from her child, would she? Sierra totally trusted her mother to have that rose out of the cupboard and well taken care of when she saw her again.

So, moving on...

"Noxious means something harmful or pretty bad," she said, raising her hand. "It's usually used when a person is referring to odorous fumes."

Well, Lafay was a bit touchy about her name. Its just a name afterall. Oichi soon heard Lafay say the word noxious and cringed. [I] So far all she was asking was a definition but anything noxious in Lafay's hands could be trouble. I'll have to stay on my toes and if it gets bad. Gulp, I Don't know what I'll do. But for now it's just a question. [I] Oichi raised her hand and responded, "Noxious mean poisonous and possibly deadly. Anything that is noxious is no good for anyone.".

Great, now Richard was angry at her... it wasn't her fault she was feeling emotional lately... her brain was a over the place and her stomach hurt and now she'd annoyed Rich and... no. Ignore things. Things are okay. Potions. Right. She looked away from Rich and Peyton and stared pointedly ahead. She felt the water and pointed her wand at her parchment, drying it instantly and ignoring everything - and everyone - else that got wet. He probably deserved it.

Noxious..? "Noxious things are usually harmful, and can be poisonous or otherwise bad for a person's health." she said, taking quick notes, her brow furrowed a little. And now she had a headache... great.

He earned a beam from Peyton at his greeting. She was definitely liking that title and maybe...she'd even start getting the people who knew her to call her that. Hehe.

Peyton sensed something was off. Nuuu, why? D:

"Why wouldn't I?" she mumbled. Richard was really nice and her friend. Of course she cared about his feelings. Plus, he was her house mate too.

She did giggle a bit at the wink. No one winks at her. Like ever. Just Richard, hehe. She was about to comment on something when the lesson began...



O___O

Peyton jumped at the sudden squirt of water. She was sitting next to Richard so her first reaction was to stay dry. And...

Nuuuuuu!

The sugar quill! Why Professor Lafay, WHY?

Peyton just sat there, sort of wanting to pout, but at the same time trying to come off as strong. Had she been with her family she'd thrown a fit, maybe cried a little, until it was fixed. But, not here. She couldn't cry 'cause she was thirteen, man.

She sighed and focused on what Lafay was saying. She'd ordered that Sugar Quill days ahead just for Richard. >.< Anyway, she raised her hand and said, "Noxious is something poisonous or unpleasant."

Susan was sitting in potions class wondering what exactly they did in this class. Some of the other students looked a little afraid. Well Susan was a little confused as to why, the professor seemed polite enough...maybe a little stricter than the others. Although Susan would be sure never to get on her bad side...she had a feeling it wouldn't be very pleasant.

Susan scrunched her eyebrows when the professor asked what noxious meant, Susan had no idea. She was racking her brain for some kind of answer but she couldn't come up with a single thing. Well maybe someone else would know and be able to answer the question. Susan made sure she would write it down when she figured out what it meant.

Blue's hand shot up in the air. "Noxious has double meanings. One means something that's unhealthy or dangerous. The other is more or less the same thing. Just to morally harm or corrupt or pernicious someone or something." BEAM BEAM BEAM. Yes, she was using big words today.

Such a Ravenclaw.

Tom glanced over at Addy Kennedy as she took the seat beside him. He had been meaning for some time to say 'hi', knowing that she was related in some way to his old friend Lexi.

Class began and he turned his attention away from her. His forehead crinkling into a frown as he thought about the question.

He had no idea what 'noxious' meant... but he could probably hasten a guess. Obnoxious meant annoying.. or something like that. Unpleasant? Nasty?

“Um.. Somefin' that ain't nice.. Unpleasant, like.” He offered in a hesitant mumble with a raised hand.

West stuck his hand up, happy to get involved especially because how else could he show he was glad his head of house was better? Yeah.

"Noxious means like....bad or foul or hurtful." Paaaause. Everyone was saying that. So West elaborated into the bits about the word he found most interesting. "Its one of those words what comes from Latin and actually has a bunch of words what are related to the same roots. It comes from the Latin noxius, meaning 'hurtful' or 'injurious', which is in turn from noxa , what means 'injury', 'damage' or 'entailing liability' and waaay back like waaaaaaaaay back," Like 5th century BC Proto-Indo-European way back? Yeah, "its related to all them words with 'necro-' in front of them. Death words." Nod. "Lots of noxious things cause death, or are just gross enough that you think you're gonna die."

Jory looked up as he heard the familiar voice. "Hello, Lyssa,'' he responded. "Of course I don't mind.'' Grin. Alyssa sat not a moment too soon, as the Professor began to speak.

First question. Jory raised his hand. "Noxious means something poisonous or dangerous,'' he said. That was obviously the Potion they would be brewing today...

Nerida had almost been late. Just as she sat down Professor Lafay asked her first question. Noxious? "Professor noxious means harmful or poisonous." Right? She couldn't remember..So the professor was noxious right..Harmful at times?? She glanced up, grey streak...That was odd, why didn't she just dye that strand...

Alex blinked. Whoops. He'd been caught checking out her gray streak. He blushed and cleared his throat. "Sorry Professor, I just...um, I like your hair," he said. It was definitely interesting. He'd have to ask Sierra later why she'd decided to go gray like that.

Anyways, back to the discussion. He raised his hand to answer the question. "Noxious means dangerous or harmful, when I hear that word, it often reminds me of poisonous fumes and such," he explained.

So it seemed like Professor Lafay was back to her normal self, making Ella smile very faintly to herself. She was always on her best behavior in this class so she didn't feel too worried, though she was kind of scared for a few of her more opinionated classmates. No one was going to test her, right?

Noxious? Ella had heard of that word before. Something about...noxious gases or fumes. The blonde raised her hand and waited to be called on before answering. "Professor, noxious means poisonous or harmful. Something you wouldn't want to be exposed to."