Lesson Two (Third and Fourth Years)

As he only seemed to have a few students from third year, David had mulshed his class with his fourth years for an experiment. He was sure his fourth years wouldn't mind an addition and he'd rather not have to inflict a class of first years on Miss Parkinson.

Sitting down at his desk, he got out a ping-pong racket and sat there, waiting for his students to arrive.

Letti walked into Muggle Studies with a grin. Despite being a halfblood, the blond had never been exposed to the muggle world. Her father was a muggleborn, and he chose to keep himself and his family out of there as much as possible.

"Hello, Professor," the Slytherin said politely as she sat near the front of the class.

Was it bad that she was eager to get on with the lesson?

It was the first time Oliver had taken Muggle studies. He didn't have to but he wanted to. He was a pure blood and he didn't know much of the muggle world considering his parents preferred the Magical world.

He walked to the Professor but still noticed the same girl that had been in his Herbology class, and introduced himself as Oliver, the fourth year Ravenclaw.

He then proceeded taking a seat in front of the class, waiting for it to begin.

Cepheus looked around the classroom as he entered, shifting on his feet slightly. There was a Ravenclaw and a Slytherin already there, and he wasn't sure if he would sit anywhere near either of them. He recognised the Ravenclaw as a newbie to the class, a Pureblood too. The latter was like him, then. And in his year, too.

He didn't know either of them so decided to sit near the front but away from both of them, dropping his bag on the floor and smiling at the professor.

Bridget entered the classroom with confidence, being muggleborn herself she was pretty sure that she would excel the class.

Looking around the classroom she saw that no one from her year had arrived yet. She went to one of the seats in the back room and sat down waiting patiently for the class to begin.