Granddaddy Ravenclaw | | Jermione Granger
Emrys sighed, standing back from the class a few paces. Semi-circle. He hated semi-circle seating. You couldn't hide, someone was always looking at you and, given that they were logs, well, he was bound to end up on the dirt, having fallen off.
Oh, great. And there was that girl - Ellie? - from that enchantment seminar. He walked over slowly, trying to decide whether to sit near her, and not have to look at her, or far away but have to deal with her being able to see him. Near the professor? Or right across?
There was no hiding here! Emrys stood, looking rather stupidly at the semi-circle, trying to figure out which seat would panic him the least.
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