Ginny poked her head into the classroom.

"He's not in here yet," she said turning to see Cristin recovering from the long run, "I'll go first. There's two sits left; one's at the front and the others at the back. I'll take the one at the back. Okay? GO!"

The two walked into the room, Ginny made it to her seat within seconds. It took Cristin a couple of seconds to locate the empty seat at the front. Just as she was about to move her foot to start walking toward her seat…

"Miss Pinkstone?"

Every hair on Cristin's body stood on end.

"Yes?" she asked, slowing turning around hoping with all her heart it wasn't hi-…DAMN!

The gangly copperhead moved away from him, as he was right up against her. Cristin blushed from embarrassment at the fact that he was right up in her face. Snape had indeed noticed the blushing but ignored it, like he did most emotions.

"Why aren't you at your seat?"

"I…umm… well... you see…"

"Yes?" Snape stepped closer so he was towering over her and that he was looking down at her and crossed his arms. Ellie was looking up at him thinking: I didn't realize he was so tall.

By this point, everyone in the class was watching, the floorshow.

"You come over from Canada to learn and you haven't even arrived on time for the lesson!" His voice, which normally was below a murmur, was now a cross between a shrieking fit and a stage whisper.

"I-"

"Do not interrupt me again, Pinkstone. Though your education thus far been fragmentary and informal, you will find that, on this continent at least, it is considered extremely poor manner to interrupt a class while others are working."

"But I-"

"SILENCE! Come to my office after Supper this evening. You have detention."

"But I-"

"No buts, Miss Pinkstone. Take your seat before I have to send you to Dumbledore…" He turned to face the rest of the pupils. "Let that be a lesson to the rest of you as well."

Snape couldn't be sure, but he thought he heard someone in the back of his head cry, "Hurt her and I'll let Alix have her way with you."

Laurel looked behind her, Peeves was nowhere to be seen. She heaved huge a sigh of relief. Who knows where he had gone, and quite frankly she didn't care, just as long as he had gone. She and Oliver were just outside the charms room. Laurel shoved her books in Oliver's hands and started to straightened herself out, brushing things off here and there, smoothing her hair. Oliver gave her a curious look.
" What!? A girls got to look her best hasn't she?" Oliver merely raised his eyebrows a little, then handed back her books. They walked into the classroom together, just before class started. They took two seats near the back of the room as professor Flitwick entered. Laurel sat quietly, taking in the sear wonder of her surroundings, the excitement pulsed through her blood again, and she felt like being mischievous.

Suddenly everything went dark, and silent, she felt fear, then faint words…
"But I-"
"SILENCE! Come to my office after Supper this evening. You have detention."
"But I-"
"No buts, Miss Pinkstone. Take your seat before I have to send you to Dumbledore…"
"Let that be a lesson to the rest of you as well."
It was Cristin, and Snape was giving her trouble. Hurt her and I'll let Alix have her way with you, Laurel thought savagely. Then the darkness melted away to reveal the classroom and the students at their desks. The sound of Professor Flitwick calling out names entered her ears. She shook her head to relieve the small pain forming at the back of her head.
Strange, she thought. I've never done that before! Hmmm maybe it has something to do with the magic of Harry Potterverse! Maybe I have some sort ok wicked sixth sense here!! "OH! OH! The possibilities!"

Somehow those last words slipped out of her mouth. And she suddenly realized she had also jumped on top of her desk and was standing there with one arm on her hips and the other extended in front of her in a peace sign. Every one in the class was staring at her. She could practically see the sweat drops forming in their heads. This was such an anime scene! Jeez I must be taking lessons from Alix!

"Um…. hee hee. Sorry everyone." she swallowed hard " I'm still half asleep" Laurel sank slowly back into her seat. And sat as low as she could. Dear, oh dear oh dear.

"I think I've been around Alix for too long." she whispered to Oliver. Who patted her back comfortingly.

For the rest of the class Laurel tried to make herself invisible. Which didn't actually work, seeing as she was the guest of the class. She was called on to introduce herself to the class. You know the whole "tell us about yourself" thing. Then Professor Flitwick made her do a charm in front of the class. which was just murder! Charms is not Laurel's strong point. Then she accidentally knocked down a bookshelf, right at the end of class. She left the class feeling slightly disheveled.

Alix narrowed her eyes. "I beg your pardon?"

Professor Kettleburn had survived numerous attempts on his life from magical creatures before. His lack of a right leg and a left hand spoke for themselves. He had stood against rampaging harpies, irate nagas, and even tax officials.

However, he had yet to conquer his childhood fear of dryaads.

"Y-you see, m-my de-dear, it is cu-customary for new students to pa-participate in skill t-t-testing challenges to de-determine whether-"

She raised her eyebrow. "Whether they need to be left back a grade?"

"Not necessarily, but, um, I, ah…"

She mentally cursed the others for not working out ahead of time what their schedules would be. She HATED animals! Well, with the exception of wolves, foxes, cats, Lupin…

The old fool finally seemed to come under control. "Well, Miss Sylvan?"

She grinned carnivorously, and he began to consider the many benefits of early retirement.

"Well, here goes nothing- literally."

She raised her weapon and, with a series of flourishes, set a new world record. She then handed the smoking parchment to Kettleburn.

"Done."

He looked like someone had told him his cat had killed a foreign diplomat. Scanning the parchment quickly, he handed back to her.

"You forgot to sign your name. Other than that, you got a 96."

"Crap!"

Alix: Well that was an interesting morning

Laurel: I suck at charms...

Cristin: It's ok Laurel-chan! I got a detention.

Alix stopped what she was doing: Wait a min...You of ALL people got a detention BEFORE I DID??? nod Well, at least it wasn't from Snape. Then I'd- Cristin nods You're joking right? Shakes of head Come on! Don't kid me!...OHHHH! It's not fair!!! Runs around in circles mumbling very loud

Cristin: Laurel, what's wrong with Alix?

Laurel: She's having Snape's billow-y robes withdrawal...She doesn't have potions until Friday.

Alix: I'M DOOM!!! Starts laughing uncontrollably and starts pulling at her hair

Each class was written by the person who was taking the class. Well, mine was done with the help of Alix and Laurel...I think can't remember. Anyways, that's about it.

Short and Simple.