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Why Lucas was here, he didn't know. He had no interest in flying or playing Quidditch or..... or anything. Wrong Dakest, remember? If it was up to him, he would much rather be sitting up in the Astronomy tower and looking at the stars and not focusing on any of...... this.
But it wasn't up to him so, almost begrudgingly, the third year wrapped his arms around himself and shuffled down to the Training Grounds. He tried not to concentrate on his breath fogging before him - because it would only remind him how much he'd rather be having hot chocolate - and, instead, focused on just walking. It wasn't going to be a long lesson, right? And then he could go back and-
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Uh.
Did he..... did he just say to make laps? Around the area??
Lucas's expression changed immediately to first confusion and then to mild shock and then..... to disgust? Yeaaaaaaah no. No no. Not him. No more laps for him, even if it was on a broom, this time. He could stand there and stretch with everyone else who was stretching their limbs. Stretching was important, right? And he was just being careful.
Yeah. That was it.
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