Well well well. If it wasn't Tori's favorite professor.

"Hulllllllo," the Slytherin trilled the moment she stepped inside the classroom where she had NOT been waiting for 10 minutes each day until class started. She's been waiting every OTHER day, see.

The girl dug around in her bag for a moment and then produced the giant, thick volume on wizarding history the professor had lent her. "Here you are, sir," she said triumphantly, plopping it onto his desk with a loud THUD. "I read it ALL."

THERE. Now she was ALL CAUGHT UP. Hope he was HAPPY.

Smirking to herself, Tori flounced to a desk in the front row and neatly wrote out her name on her parchment, lying it on the desk with a flourish, where it turned into a beautiful, shiny brass nameplate. Lovely.