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hermionesclone · 09-09-2014, 08:06 PM

Seriously? SERIOUSLY? Which nutso had decided to hold Divination at THIS time of the day? First lesson of the day! Grayson wanted to be in BED, not trudging up seven flights of stairs to get to a lesson where they were expected to be 'nice' or whatever. Do you know how HARD that was?!

'Least they got to wear pyjamas. AND, he didn't have a complaint about Professor Cassie's lessons, even if some of it was weird and unnecessary. Like the snaps. And the weird amount of love that they were meant to show one another. Still, with his hair tousled up and doing its own messy thing -- Whitty hadn't bothered brushing it -- and his bag swinging by his side, the boy climbed the ladder to the Divination class--

NO PINKS IN THIS CLASSROOM! FREAKING YEEEEEEEEEES!

You know, apart from the snaps cup. Something needed to be done about that.

ANYWAYS. "Hello, Professor Cassie," he called, moving over to take some tea, "Thanks!" For the tea, something he wasn't a huuuuuuuge fan of but he wasn't about to deny free food and drinks. The Slytherin headed over towards his table and placed the cup down before scribbling in whatever nonsense came into his dead for his proud moment.

Quote:

I'm mighty proud of getting out of bed this morning and getting here on time.

There. Dead simple.

Grayson got up from his seat to go and place the piece of parchment in the snap cup before returning there again. And sitting back. And looking as cool as possible.

09-09-2014, 08:06 PM	#57 (permalink)
hermionesclone Pogrebin Join Date: May 2009 Location: London Posts: 32,852 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexander River Hirsch Gryffindor Graduated x11 x11	urine trouble \| Pat's Strong Confident Other Half \| Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse Seriously? SERIOUSLY? Which nutso had decided to hold Divination at THIS time of the day? First lesson of the day! Grayson wanted to be in BED, not trudging up seven flights of stairs to get to a lesson where they were expected to be 'nice' or whatever. Do you know how HARD that was?! 'Least they got to wear pyjamas. AND, he didn't have a complaint about Professor Cassie's lessons, even if some of it was weird and unnecessary. Like the snaps. And the weird amount of love that they were meant to show one another. Still, with his hair tousled up and doing its own messy thing -- Whitty hadn't bothered brushing it -- and his bag swinging by his side, the boy climbed the ladder to the Divination class-- NO PINKS IN THIS CLASSROOM! FREAKING YEEEEEEEEEES! You know, apart from the snaps cup. Something needed to be done about that. ANYWAYS. "Hello, Professor Cassie," he called, moving over to take some tea, "Thanks!" For the tea, something he wasn't a huuuuuuuge fan of but he wasn't about to deny free food and drinks. The Slytherin headed over towards his table and placed the cup down before scribbling in whatever nonsense came into his dead for his proud moment. Quote: I'm mighty proud of getting out of bed this morning and getting here on time. There. Dead simple. Grayson got up from his seat to go and place the piece of parchment in the snap cup before returning there again. And sitting back. And looking as cool as possible. __________________