Muggles Studies wasn't her favorite thing in the world. She didn't like the lack of magic, but the Slytherin comforted herself by thinking of things that she likes less than this subject. Then she imagined thumping said things. Right on the face. It made her feel better. She did, though, respect the Muggle Studies professor for that kind act from last term, so instead of putting up a sour front, she was pretty neutral.
It was only when she reached the professor at the door that she grinned timidly. "Hello, Professor Hadley," greeted, taking a name tag and marker, ogling them as she went inside. It'd better not ruin her robes.
Writing her name and year on it, she stuck the tag onto her robes.
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Beverly Wayne
Fourth Year