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He wanted to leave.
It had been the perfect plan. An early class like this one, all he had to do was hide out in his Common Room when everyone left. With the snacks he'd taken from the kitchen late the night before, he was okay with skipping breakfast in the Great Hall completely but then Professor Airey Flamsteed happened.
The man just HAD to uncover him in his hiding spot and ORDER him to class. Oh no, it didn't stop there. If Professor Airey had simply sent him off, Blaise would have ended up on the grounds or in the bathrooms. A point the Professor no doubt already figured considering he'd FOLLOWED HIM on the way over. Blaise flopped into a seat, one he wasn't sure was taken or not given he'd never been to a single Transfiguration class since the term started. No looking around, no greeting for the Professor, eyes set on his desk.
He leaned back in his seat, sullen expression, arms folded and posture anything but straight as he sunk into his seat.
He did not want to be here.
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______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
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