 ½ EagleBrain ♥ Creeperdoodle ♥ Raven Dor ♥ Berry ♥ ½ Team House Elf
He was freaking out. Very much freaking out.
Finals.
FINALS.
If exams or tests or assessments weren't scary enough to his ears, FINALS was at the top of the list. It was just so, finite. Like. FINAL. Meaning, NO MORE CHANCES THIS IS IT!.............. Just, WHAT, was he going to do?!
Zeke had entered the room, swallowing nervously, still tasting the Bertie Botts beans he'd shoved in his mouth earlier - the after taste of which was actually not very satisfying. Though the room looked normal, it was odd not seeing the Professor there, and it unsettled him a bit.
After these considerations, Zeke meandered to his usual seat in the from row, and started unpacking his things.
He'd be fine.
He'd be fine.
No pressure.
None at all.
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