[Herbology] Lesson One: Mandrakes

[Professor Ashton Laurent]

Ashton cursed, he was late again! Flying down the hall, he ran into the greenhouse, smiling sheepishly he waved at the professor. "Uh, hi professor. Sorry, I'm late." he apologized, then he saw what the lesson was, and his mood immediately plummeted towards the ground. "Great, Mandrakes. Whoop-de-flippin-do!" he retorted sarcactically as he rolled his eyes. Walking over to get his earmuff's and gloves, he spotted Bray. "Hey Bray, what's up?" he asked his friend and teammate with a smile.

[Bradyn Reed]

Bradyn grumbled and peeled his glare away from Fay and ignored Shay for being an idiot. This was not going to be a good class with Travis, Shay, pissed off Fay, and mandrakes. As he got up to grab his gloves, he muttered angrily, not realizing that he was standing right next to Professor Bourke. "Why don't we have May come too, then it'll be a freaking party." Glancing up, his eyes widened and he realized that they looked to much a like. Great. Putting on his earmuffs and gloves, he took a spot next to Bry. "Hey there." He said, managing to smile genuinely and wink even with his bad mood. Plus, she did get his mind off of fighting with Fay.. unless she took Fay's side and starting yelling at him, that is.

Looking over, he saw Ashton. "Hey Ash!" He said, then scowled a bit. "I'm doing fantastic." Bray put extra emphasis on the word, which could only mean he was being sarcastic. "But you look like you're feeling pretty good today."

[Professor Ashton Laurent]

Ashton scoffed. "Me? Doing good? Riiight!" He sighed, "I hate mandrakes. Why the hell did I even bother coming to class? I should've ditched." he grumbled not caring that the teacher could probably hear him.

[briar]

Bry looked at Bradyn and returned the smile, "Hey," she said nudging him slightly with her shoulder, "I haven't talked to you lately," she said looking at the Mandrakes. When Briar saw Ashton walk in she smiled and waived at him. Bry watched the two boys talk for a while then looked at Ash, "First of all, Buddy, I'm the class ditcher here, alright?" she said with a slight laugh.

Briar didn't know why the two boys were so upset. She hadn't spoken to either of them for a while and didn't really want to get herself involved if she didn't know what it was. Bry decided to go a different direction with the boys instead, "Hey, how bout the three of us go to Hogsmeade after class?" she asked them. "Butterbeers on me," she said with a grin.

[Felicity Locke]

Felicity sat a little further away from her usual friends. After she had gotten over her laughing fit, she put on her earmuffs and gloves and shifted in her seat. Mandrakes weren't her favorite, but she could deal with them.

Fay slid a glance over to Ash, Bray and Bry. She was only a few seats away, but she could still sort of hear their conversation. Felicity looked back at her pot. No, eavesdropping was wrong, and she wouldn't do it on her friends.

With a sigh, Felicity flicked some hair out of her eyes and looked back over to the teacher, waiting for instructions.

[Professor Ashton Laurent]

Ash laughed slightly at Bry's indication that she was the class ditcher. "Okay, you're the classs ditcher for Hufflepuff, and I'm the class ditcher for Ravenclaw. That sound okay?" However, his smile disappeared at the mention of Hogsmeade, shaking his head, he smiled sadly, and replied softly, "No thanks. I don't feel like Hogsmeade."

[Kendal Montgomery]

Seems like everywhere she was going lately there were new teachers abound. Those were a lot of staff changes going on around the school, she wondered what was up. Once again as she entered herbololgy it was to see a new face. Not that it was a bad face to look at but still a new one. Looking around she tried to find a spot to fit in, it didn't matter if she was near someone she knew or not.

So far it looked liked they'd be doing mandrakes she had done them once before but last time one of her classmates passed out and class had to be cut short in order to take him to the nurse. Perhaps this time around she'll actually get her hands dirts, actually learn what it is mandrakes are so well known for.

Walking around as the professor suggested she went to get a pair of earmuffs a navy blue pair for that matter. Making her way back to her seat she set herself up. Hopefully, no one else would pass out.

[Bradyn Reed]

Bradyn shrugged, smiling at Bry. "Yeah, honestly, I missed talking to you." It was the truth, talking to Bry was always more entertaining -- not to mention less painful -- than talking to Fay. Speaking of which, Bray grinned smugly to himself upon seeing that she was the one by herself in the lesson. Snapping out of his stare, he chuckled at Ash. "I didn't know you ditched classes, Ash. I took you as one of the nerdy Claws."

Looking down at the Mandrakes, Bradyn frowned at the vile.. plant being. Why of all things were they starting with this? He half hoped some idiot would forget their earmuffs and faint, just to get this agony over with. Bray perked up when he heard what Bry said next. "Hogsmeade? Sounds like fun, count me in." He interrupted himself to punch Ash lightly in the arm. "C'mon man, it'll be fun! Plus, I don't think you have much of a choice."

[Professor Ashton Laurent]

Ash laughed. "Hey! I'm not nerdy!" his grin disappeared at the mention of Hogsmeade once more. "I really don't want to. That's where Maxi took me on our first date, I just don't think I'm ready to go back again."

[Sarie Thimble]

He didn't take points for being late. Maybe he wanted to teach. She grabbed a pair of earmuffs and was ready to learn. She wished she could take a peak but you need real attention to handle these plants.

[travisbourke]

Frowning, he knew he had started off his first time teaching pretty bad. Deciding to ignore some of the kids' complaints, Travis put on his own earmuffs. "Okay, make sure all of you have two pots each. One with the Mandrake in it, the other empty." Looking around, he, himself made sure they all had two pots. Grinning, the professor cracked his fingers, and gripped the top, or the leaves, of the Mandrake, ready to yank it out and let 'er rip. "Grab the Mandrake, and prepare."

He was now pretty much grinning from ear to ear. The earmuffs blocked most of the screams out, but not enough to make you cringe. "Alright, on three, yank the little bugger out of the pot, and put it in the empty one." Looking around, Travis made sure everyone was following along. Most of the students still looked irritated by the fact they had to de-pot and re-pot screaming Mandrakes. Rolling his eyes, he stared at the pot. "Three!" He'd completely skipped the other two numbers on purpose, most likely catching a few students off guard. Basically ripping the Mandrake out of the pot, he quickly shoved it into the other pot. "Start putting new dirt into the pot!" He shouted over the shrieks of the screaming Mandrakes.

[Sorry it took me so long to post <__>, refer to my mentalness (:]

[Sarie Thimble]

Sarie pulled hers out it wasn't happy to come out of the ground and it really didn't want want to go back in. It was kicking the dirt out of the pot. "Stupid bloody," She muttered but not one could hear anything. She kept going and finally got it in and covered. She looked up wondering if she should go on to the next to the one.

[Felicity Locke]

Felicity pulled, not even surprised by the teacher's lack of counting. She started to pile the dirt in the other pot, and her mandrake finally quieted. Fay shook her head and looked back to the teacher. She knew the little mandrakes were useful, but they were dreadfully loud.

Fay adjusted her earmuffs. Ug, these things itched. But, she didn't want to get her face all dirty by trying to scratch at the itch. Hopefully they could take everything off soon.

[Libbi Puddifoot]

Libbi already had the earmuffs on her ears. She thought she looked very fashionable. They were warm.. She always asked why they didn't include earmuffs in the uniform.

No time for thinking Libbi had to focus on the plant which she had done thousands of times with her mother. She thought of getting some nice warm tea after school.

Libbi pulled the plant out of its dirt and grinned widely when she heard the first screams of this lovely mandrake. When her ears were punishing her with a loud peep, Libbi quickly put the plant in the other pot. She took some dirt and her fingers were getting all filthy and sticky. She didn't matter because she was the one and only Libbi Puddifoot here, so the daughter of a great line of Herbology nerds. Libbi did the dirt into the pot with great care and love. She was the kind of girl who kisses her school work.

Libbi kissed the pot and stayed seated while she was playing with her uncombed hair.

[Antoinette Rouge]

Antoinette had been watching the lesson proceed from the back, and had missed most of what the teacher had said due to the fact that she had giant, fluffy beasts on the side of her head. Well, technically, then were earmuffs, but they felt like beasties.
Even with the earmuffs, it was obvious what she was expected to do. Rolling up the sleeves of her robes, Antoinette pinned each with a barrette, and then turned her attention to the plant. How bad could it be? It looked rather like the plants in her father's garden at home...was it tomato? No...lettuce, perhaps?
With a determined look, Antoinette yanked hard on the plant. It didn't want to come up, so she yanked a bit harder. When this failed to yield results, Antoinette placed her feet on the ground, firmly, and braced herself. Then, with a gigantic heave, she yanked. The plant came zinging out of its pot, screaming bloody murder. It did not look like a tomato. With a gasp, Antoinette plunked the wailing plant in its new pot, attempting to stifle the hideous screeching. Piling the dirt on top as quickly as possible, she pressed it down with her fingers, covering the babie's headas quickly as possible. Once the thing was as deeply embedded as it was going to get, Antoinette fell back into her chair, brushing her blonde curls out of her eyes. Pulling her wand out of her pocket, she pointed it at first one hand, then the other, muttering, Wingardium Leviosa. The dirt came off her hands in little bits, and she levitated it over to the pot, dropping it in. Once she was clean once more, Antoinette took the barrettes off her sleaves, pinned her hair back, and sat back in her chair, enjoying the views of other students enjoying their mandrakes.