Mishka walked into her classroom. She was glad to have a week off from teaching. But she still had no idea what she was going to teach. She decided that she was going to let her students decide what they wanted to learn. It would make it easier on her and fun for them.

She then sat there waiting for them to come in.

Silvanus Snape was first to enter the history class room. She wonder what they would be learning this year in history of magic war. She came through the door she took a seat one desk quietly listening and she took out pen ready to write out what they would be learning this time year that is.

Alex walked into the classroom, not feeling very good that morning, so he walked to the side of the classroom, sitting down in the second row, leaning against the wall. He really didn't feel all that good, but figured he'd manage to endure the lesson. He took out his books and his eyes moved over the classroom, seeing Silvanus from the ship sitting there, and he gave a small wave, not wanting her to think that he was sitting off some other place because he didn't want to talk to her. He simply didn't want to talk to anyone at that point, fearing he might hurl if he even opened his mouth. He sighed. He should've gone to the hospital wing.

Nara sauntered into class, her mind buzzing with a low disinterest. It was elsewhere today. She was starting to worry about Twyla and Andy, her babies must be starting to miss her. She was really missing them.

Sighing, she sat down at a desk, glancing over to see Alex sitting a few seats away. He seemed really ill-looking today, going by his pale face and tired eyes. Nara waved at him, mouthing, "Are you okay?"