Classwork! Wow! Wait! Drawing??? Seriously!!! No!!!

My scream died before it managed to choke my throat. Why does Professor has to do this to me? She may be an art lover but drawing is just not cup of my tea. I will be hopeless at it. I know that and after few more minutes the entire class and Professor will also come to know that I don't have the slightest taste of tha word Art. Oh my God what am I going to do?

Was sorting hat has lost its marble when it put me to Ravenclaw? Ravenclaw, where clever people has place and I am such an idiot that I can't even draw. But it was work that has been done. I now I'll be the laugh of the class forget about class points but my house point will be reduced for such hopeless work. Laughter of every single person in the class as a bonus.

My head was blocked. It was not blank but blocked yet I had to do something. I took my parchment and begin to scribble. Professor is going to see the most hilarious, dreadful, horrible drawing of her life. I hope she did not take me too seriously to forget what does real art means. For any art lover my drawing is surely a trauma never to recover..

I tried to draw but I was too scared that my hand was trembling, once upon a time I used to have nice Handwriting which is definitely not the case now...

I was done for the day, may be after this I'll never be able to ask a doubt a question or not even show my existence again.. this was my end...

My so called drawing was ready.Arithmacy_zps41a49c52.jpg

Will the professor recognize my golden snitch???