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The1HBIC 
Just when Cece had started to think no one else was going to just freeze in the middle of class it happened again.
After receiving Professor Scabior's patronus she made her way down to the first floor and the History of Magic classroom. Immediately upon entering the room she seen just who this student was. Now why did it have to be little Anya, why couldn't it have been one of those annoying puffer kids? "Professor Scabior, I got here as soon as I could.' Moving closer to him she asked in a hushed voice so as not to alarm the students. "Has anyone else been displaying any symptoms?" If they had she might as well take them with her too. It would save her from having to come retrieve them later.
She really needed to hire some help.
Dylan was busy taking notes when he heard the door open. Glancing up meanly, his expression softened when he seen one of his favorite people striding into the room. She looked lovely today...Healer Tiltstorm always looked amazing, though.
Watching her walk towards the good Professor, the Slytherin could tell she was annoyed. He couldn't say he blamed her...It seemed that she was called to every lesson, having to cart more students off to the infirmary. Dylan himself was almost convinced not to attend anymore. What was the point? It wasn't like that got anything done anyway.
Rolling his eyes, they settled on the older blond again. There was NO WAY they paid her enough for the things she was having to put up with.
Yep, the lady needed a raise. Seriously.
Momentarily forgetting about his notes, he simply stared at her.