Lesson 2 - 4th Years

Sapphire was sat at her desk with her feet on the table. She had just finished writing a letter to her sister and was now waiting for the children to arrive. She had moved the tables out of the was as they were going to be focusing on a dangerous form of transfiguration.

Rachel Evans entered the Transfiguration Classroom and found all the desks shoved against the wall. Odd, she thought as she took another step into the classroom. She was the first one there, so she walked up to the professor who was sitting at her desk.

"Good day, Professor." said Rachel as she reached the desk and she smiled at the professor. "My name is Rachel Evans, but you can call me Rach if you want, it seems that everyone does after a while."

Charlotte trudged into Transfiguration. She was beyond tired but she had to come to class. She sighed. She half-hoped that wouldn't be doing anything but at the same time she did because it would most probably wake her up.

"Professor Tyler," she nodded politely. "Charlotte West, fourth year Slytherin and sort of new."

Arsen sighed and entered the classroom without acknowledging the others already there. He moved to the desk in the corner and sat down to day dream before the class began.

Karma walked into the classroom, her eyes going dismissively around the room and resting on each person. She gave a half nod to the Professor, but she really didn't impress her.

She walked over to the side of the room Arsen was on, but didn't say anything to him, or even look at him. She just sat on a desk a few desks down from him, and looked at the far wall, waiting for class to start.

Cepheus entered the classroom, greeting the professor and looking at all of the others there. He avoided Karma, a girl he didn't particularly know or like, but looked at Arsen and hummed quietly.

Sitting in a seat away from the others, he leaned an elbow on the desk and his chin on his palm, waiting for the lesson to begin.

Aria was still grimacing in discomfort by the time she had reached the Transfiguration classroom. She had unthinkingly swung her book bag over her left shoulder, the action not only aggravating the bruising to said shoulder, but her side when it had bumped against, as well.

Bastard, Aria thought uncharitably, pausing outside the classroom to give her sore shoulder a cautious rub. Schooling her features, she entered the room, gaze sweeping the class before coming to rest on Karma.

"Seat taken?" the blonde asked, even as she sat beside the other girl.