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Rebecca excelled at it. He personally could do without it.
There was a family legacy to it that he did not particularly enjoy. Unwanted expectations that he too excel at it as his mum had done. Ignoring that there was also a Potions legacy from his dad that he had no problem living up to, of course. That was different and he would argue until he was out of breath that it was.
Because it WAS. End of story.
Stepping into the room, Eiji tried not to groan too audibly at all the mirrors and lack of desks. He could only assume that they were going to be doing appearance altering spellwork most likely. That...or they were transfiguring the mirrors into something. Personally, he was hoping for the latter. The first option hit a bit too close to home and he did not particularly want to deal.
And because he had a lot on his mind...he wasn't so sure about standing beside Missa (and Trinetta by extension) despite that being all he wanted to do. And he was going to avoid Phoebe because she knew too much about his mum and also Rebecca, what they both were capable of. His mum much more so than his little sister. Cecelia too. And then there was a girl singing about it being Friday and some other rubbish.
Options...were scarce.
Save for maybe Kaiser so...Eiji moved with some reluctance over towards the other Slytherin and stood in front of the mirror beside him.
Oh. Yeah. Sorry, professor. He had sort of forgotten to acknowledge you in any way. Thoughts were more than a bit scattered at the moment. But if anyone asked...it was OWL studies getting to him, the stress of doing all that while here at Beaxbatons with an entire library in French that was all but useless to him since he couldn't read any of it. Stress. Yeah. All that.
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