Bob's your uncle ll Fifth year class ll First lesson

"Creatures of War," The red head muttered, stomping into the class. Just a few minutes ago, she ran into a second year who though she was better, and started going off at her. The second year didn't recognize her, so she didn't know that Kait was the 'lunatic' of Hrabrost.

Kait quickly had got tired of her, and cussed her out, then it followed with Kait punched the Hitrost. Other students stared open mouth at the bloody nose, and the crazy Hrabrost girl, Kait just glared at them.

Sitting down in a seat in the back of the class, the girl was tempted to start screaming her head off.

" Why am I so tried?" asked Shamus as he walked out to the class.Shamus was in a zero good mood.Shamus was lucky he was in class this year.Shamus had been studing the whole entrie summer when he was 14 last year the old Hunting and Physical Education Teacher resigned then his dad took over.Shamus then went to Creatures and War and waited for the professor.

" Who are you?" asked Shamus as he saw a girl.Shamus was pumped for his other classes expically Weaponary. Shamus was wondering if he be in deep trouble.Shamus was hopping he be a prefect this year.Shamus had always had for next year though.

Rhys made his way out to Creatures of War class. Lena wasn't in this class. In fact, he didn't think Lena was in any of his classes. The redhead didn't like that idea very much. It made him feel... alone.

Taking a seat on the grass somewhere behind the other two students who had arrive, Rhys pulled his knees to his chest and rested his chin atop them.

Viola stood in the field, tending one of the twp small campfires that she had placed around er teaching area. The edges of her robes were burnt, along with the fringe of her hair, but the woman didn't seem to notice.

"Come along, children! The fires are just perfect! " she called, "We're learning about salamanders today! Someone tell me what you know while I fish one out!"

Ignoring the first person to come in after her, Kait stared at Rhys. If he wasn't mute, The red head would have been thinking of some type of revenge for Lena. But she wasn't that cruel.

Walking up to the fire, Kait frowned. "Salamanders? How are they useful?" She muttered, rolling her eyes. "Unless they breath fire or something." Plopping down by the fire, Kait laid down. Why not?