Cleaning? Without magic? Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh

The Head Boy hated cleaning. He was good at it, because his parents liked to have a clean house and he had learned to clean at an early age but still, he did not like it. That was why he stood up slowly from the tire he was sitting on and slowly grabbed his school bag and unzipped and zipped up the bag a couple of times before he had nothing else to do but …cleaning.

He watched the others as they had begun to clean up. Making things from tires and what not. He just wanted to use magic…just one little wave…no one had to know right? He was tempted but then remembered he was in Muggle Studies and if muggles could clean without magic, he could do so as well.

He moved to the painters to help them out but then a sound from behind him caused him to turn around and he looked down to see where the ducks were. He definitely heard ducks quacking….where’d they come from? Shouldn’t they be in the care of magical creatures barn? But then he realised it weren’t ducks he heard but it was the flowers that Professor Myers had in his arms.

“I’ll help plant these” he said, looking around for Norah of course. She liked flowers right? They could plant them together. If she wanted to. If not, he could help this slytherin kid (jaemin).