Patroclus hadn't been this excited since he got the latest Firebolt, for his birthday. But this was better than a broom, Truebridge was back.

Hurrying down the hall and into the classroom, Patroclus couldn't help but falter on the spot when he saw the dark haired man, in the center of the room. "Professor Tru-" Patroclus squeaked, his voice exhibiting his excitement, "Sorry I mean Professor Truebridge, Sir" he said clearly after clearing his throat, "Great to see you again!"


Finding a vacant table, the fifth year Lion got all his things out of the bag, and sat smiling and ready.This man was Patroclus' favourite for a reason, and the boy was sure he was not going to me disappointed.