The Greenhouses: Herbology Lesson One
 

Cris made his way down to Greenhouse Eight, feeling a lot better after a good night's sleep. Wrapping his robes closer around him, he blew into his hands to warm them up. Had it gotten chilly overnight or was he coming down with a cold? Cris hoped it was the former and not the latter.

The moment he sighted Professor Bentley, he smiled and made his way down to her.

"Hello Professor Bentley. It's good to see you again," he smiled in greeting as he got closer to her. Looking around he realized he was the first student here. Not knowing what to do, he just stood there waiting with the Professor occasionally glancing over at her before glancing away.

Should he make small talk while they waited?

Dragon hide gloves, check. Comfortable shoes. Check. Notebook and stuff. Check. Common sense, maybe? A smile? O he’s got that one! Ethan—who miraculously didn’t get lost that morning, made his way towards Greenhouse Eight wearing his signature goofy smile and greeted the people who was already there. “Grrrrrreetings, my friends!” The young Slytherin deadpanned as he saw that it was just the professor and an older student. Was he early? Again?

Maybe he should try to be late…just to make things interesting.

Ethan shook his head and smiled again as he took his position behind the older boy. “Good day, Professor Bentley! I’m EthanTylerMordaunt. New kid.” Haaaaaai! The young Slytherin turned his attention to the older boy. “Hola!” Waaaves for you, young sir!

Bay was very excited for this class as he made his way to Herbology seeing his breath a little bit. Knowing it was a bit chilly he had brought Professor Bentley some tea in a container that had a little cup attached to it. "she can always drink it later" this container was magically charmed to keep anything hot for long periods of time.

"Hello Professor Bentley" he said as he held out the container "I brought you some hot tea" giving her a smile he was glad that he had brought himself a sweater it was indeed a bit chilly, he put his hands in his pockets to warm them up a little bit.

The one lesson Angel had been looking forwards to was finally here, when she heard about the fact that wizards like gardening just as much as she did it made it easier for her to come though she still missed her garden at home. "Hello Professor Bentley." Angel gave a small smile to the professor.

"Professor Bentley." Cutty, now thirteen years old, greeted his Herbology Professor as he entered the Greenhouse where the day's lesson was to take place. He had come to think he had an understanding of Professor Bentley--he didn't. Also, Herbology--he didn't. Although, certain aspects of it were gaining improvement in spite of, or actually DUE to these misconceptions of his.

He resumed a seat like normal, feeling at peace but not at all looking it. In fact, he looked almost stern. His leave me 'lone face.

There was definitely a chill in the air as Jasmine made her way to Herbology class. She didn't mind it though because it helped her feel more awake. Arriving in the greenhouse area, she spotted Professor Bentley and headed in her direction. "Good morning Professor. My name is Jasmine Guidry. I'm new to Hogwarts and I'm looking forward to my first class with you.".

Seeing that Cris and Bay had already arrived, Jasmine gave them both a wave. She was feeling especially cheerful this morning and hoped that her good mood would last throughout the day. She wondered what kind of activity the Professor had planned for them today.

Lucy was excited for her first lesson of Herbology..
She entered in the Greenhouse Eight and she saw Professor Bentley.
Lucy made her way towards her and she said with a smile:"Goodmorning Professor Bentley.I'm Lucy Petersfield. This is my first year here!".

Finally, cold weather was here. Jun didn't mind, unless there were lessons outside for a while during said time. He pulled his beanie down lower to his ears and made his way towards the greenhouses. Humming to himself, he pulled his sweater sleeves down to cover his hands and slid them into his pockets. Maybe he should've worn a thicker one or a long sleeve shirt underneath. But Jun just grabbed the closest shirt he could find in his trunk and headed out the door. And good thing his bag wasn't too heavy today either. It would just keep rising his sweater up from his hip and make him colder. Reaching the greenhouses, the boy noticed that there weren't many students here yet. Good, he'll probably get a good spot.

Even if he was taller than most of them anyway

"Hello Professor," He greeted his herbology prof and joined the other students. Let's hope they were working inside today.

Another day, another lesson. This one was Herbology though, which was a plus - mainly because it involved being outside.

Joining the group forming outside the greenhouse, Benjy shoved his hands in his pockets. They'd better all be standing out here for a reason, and not just being sheep behind some firstie too nervous to go inside.

Heeeerbology. Right. She should get on that. What with the whole... life plan... situation. Derry walked down to the greenhouses, adjusting her gloves as she walked. Autumn in Scotland wasn't a forgiving season, but she was used to it.

She caught sight of Professor Bentley and made her way a little closer, offering a quick wave and a "Mornin' Professor." By way of greeting...

Extremely grateful for the sweater and very thick socks she was wearing, Kate still shivered a little bit. Just standing outside the greenhouse didn't seem very productive…plus it let them get cold. Should they be doing something to learn about plants? Ooh! Maybe they'd get to go inside the greenhouse. Rubbing her arms, Kate pulled a smile to her face. She could be patient. They had met at a greenhouse, so…maybe the professor just wanted to wait for everyone to get there before letting them inside.

Of course, that seemed to punish the people who got there early and reward the late people, but Kate wasn't about to complain. She'd just come a little later next time.

He still hadn't been able to get rid of the writing on his forehead no matter what he tried and the Gryffindor came to the conclusion that it would hopefully be gone after that duel. So for now he had to walk around with it which made him a bit grumpy as he walked towards the greenhouses.

Seeing the Professor and the rest of his classmates in front of the building, he ignored his fellow students. Didn't even made eye contact with then. The Professor though did get a greeting. She is his Head of House after all and after last year he knew he should play it safe around her. "Hello..." now, could they get inside? It was cold!

hi benjy :3
 

Toby let out a cough as he got closer to Greenhouse Eight, and saw his breath steam out in front of him. He pulled his robes a little tighter around him, and soon found himself arriving at the Greenhouse and joining a large throng of people. The Hufflepuff smiled around at a few familiar faces in the class, and Professor Bentley got a cheery wave, too.

Herbology was always a lesson that Toby looked forward to.

This was the class Norah had been waiting for! When she finally found the correct greenhouse after wandering around the grounds for any sign of where she should go, she was shivering somewhat uncontrollably. She wasn't sure if it was from cold or excitement, but she was smiling all the same. She spotted who she assumed was the professor and waved cheerfully before retreating to where the crowd of students was gathered.

It was so cold outside. So cold. Gwen pulled her jacket closer around her shoulders to try to conserve some of the heat. Summer had just ended. But she supposed she was a lot further north than she had been during the summer. That tended to make for colder weather.

"Hello Professor Bentley." Gwen waved slightly before folding her arms back together. They were going to go inside, weren't they? This was Gwen's second worst class. She was terrible with plants. Having lived two places in her life, both of which were cities, she didn't know much about them. Only that her mother kept flowers sometimes inside, and none of them lived very long. But, she was determined to figure it out. She had six more years to do it.

*waves to Cris, Bay, Jasmine, and Angel*
 

Bay spotted Lux coming over to their group as he saw she was shivering as well. "Lux!" he said as she finally made it here "it is really cold…" poor her she was all goosebumps.

Taking off his sweater he was thankful he had on a long sleeve shirt underneath he handed his warm sweater over to Lux. "here put this on and keep warm" he didn't want her to get sick plus isn't this what good boyfriends are supposed to do.

Too cold. Waaaaayyy too cold. Pulling her grey sweater further across her small frame and shivering a bit, the redhead made her way down the hill and towards the greenhouse. It wasn't normally this cold at the beginning of term. Now the girl was glad her hair fell JUST too short to put up in a ponytail. The warmth on her neck was good.

"Pretty cold out today." Please tell her that they were going inside. Because if they had to work outside, her fingers were going to freeze. And the freckled faced girl kind of liked her fingers. They were useful for playing with her shoulder length hair and grabbing stuff. And for hitting people --mainly Spencer-- and for turning the pages of books. Yes, fingers were important.

"Hello... Professor." She was shivering. Small people got cold faster. Common fact. And the reason that the thin girl was obsessed with sweaters. The twelve year old huddled with the others outside of the greenhouse, trying to breathe warm breath into her small hands.