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Potions!
FREAKING POTIONS.
It was funny how his mood changed drastically once he started heading towards a class he actually liked and looked forward to. While he would have had very little care for much else, the boy put so much care into this subject and getting here, that he would actually risk getting less sleep for it. Surprising, wasn't it? He thought so.
But anyways. Grayson was here.
And Culloden was not.
Raising his eyebrows, the fifth year cast a glance around the room instead. Had someone done something to his favourite Professor? HMMMM? Freaking rude, that was. And what was that on Culloden's desk, eh? The tray of something that was covered in a white piece of cloth. And were there any overly brave Gryffindors here whom he didn't care for and who would be willing to take a peek? Dude was curi--
OH SWEET MERLIN, WAS THAT PHOENIX TOROS? This lesson had just gotten a million times better!
Smiling wide, the Grayson made his way over towards the Gryffindor and sat down next to him. "'Sup, Phoenix!" he said, taking out his things and setting them down on the table. This was gonna be a GOOD lesson. He could feel it.
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