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Oh.
Lorelai had to admit right now, she had looked forward to the next Potions class. Her NEWTs were getting closer by the day, and she was intending to sit the potions one. Prove something to herself, mainly.
"Professor Lafay, hope you're keeping well?" Hope? Pray? A mixture of the two, she supposed now. If the Professor wasn't in a good mood... They were doomed.
D:
Taking a seat, Lorelai chewed at her lip, waiting for Trixie, or Cam or Sarah to come in. She looked like a loner right now. >__<
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