 Mod Babysitter | be curious, not judgmental
The only subject Sophie did not have a liking for just had to be the class of the one professor she also did not have a liking for.
The thought of walking into the transfiguration classroom and seeing the always-moody Bellaire was less than thrilling, but she couldn't get better at the subject if she didn't go, right?
...Well. Not necessarily. But her grades were on the line, and she had a lot of people to prove herself to, so there she was, brushing a single scuff off her shoes to make them shine, smoothing every wrinkle out of her clothes, and brushing every piece of lint or hair off her clothes before she reached the classroom door. She was going to look as aaaabsolutely perfect and spotless as possible - she'd never given Bellaire a reason to single her out as prey and she wasn't going to start now. Too risky. She might end up dead.
Entering the classroom when she was certain she was a model student of cleanliness, Sophie put on a smile as she made eye contact with the professor. "Good morning, professor," the third year gave the slightest of curtsies - was there such a thing as too polite? - and she found a spot near Tobes, but she did not sit. No, no. Never sitting.
...Who was going to save that poor young Slytherin at the back of the classroom who didn't seem to know better yet, though? And Kace? And... were those kids really going to hug Bellaire? Poor things.
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