Take your pick- 2nd years

Shaun waited for his class to arrive. Today he planned to do some thing different. But he was undecided on what 'different' was.
He waited, tapping on his desk.

J. J. walked into the classroom, and greeted the professor.

Looking around the empty classroom, she took a seat somewhere around the middle of the room and waited for something to happen.

Aquila was running out of steam; which was odd, since he never did that. He just kept going, until he decided it was enough.

"Professor," he greeted with a bit of a nod as he slipped into a seat, sagging a bit as he did so. This just didn't seem to be his day.

Flora walked into the class. Relieved for once to start working. She greeted a quiet 'Hello' to the professor and sat down next to Aquila.

Damian walked into the potions classroom, eyes hard and face void of any further emotion. He took a seat near the front of class, as he always had the previous year, but left his things in his bag. Only then did his expression become vaguely defiant. He stared forward, waiting for the class to start.


(OOC: Head's up - Dame may act out. You are free to take points or send him to the headmaster, accordingly. Thought I'd warn you.)

Jamie walked into the classroom. "Good morning professor" Jamie smiled and took a seat. Today Jamie didn't no why but she was happy.

Alex walked in and saw Jamie was here and took a seat next to her. "Good morning professor, I hope your summer was good" Alex said taking a seat.

"Hello everyone. Let's start, shall we?" Shaun gave a tiny smile to his class. They were a good batch.
"Today as a start, I'd like to know your preference on the potions. I'd like you to suggest the potion we should brew today and your reason. If your reason seems sound and the potion is feasible to brew for you lot. We'll be trying it. How about it?"

"How about something that can bring back the dead, professor?" Damian said, turning his attention to the man for the first time since he entered the room. "Or perhaps something that can keep a person from dying, like the Elixer of Life? I'd explain my reason, sir, but I think anyone who doesn't already know is sure to hear all the gossip before the end of the day, don't you?"