Potions was one of those really hard classes that involved having to actually DO work. Before coming to Hogwarts Elijah hadn't ever made a potion in his life and to this day he still didn't make his own potions outwith this classroom. If he needed a potion to be made he would just flirt with the nearest girl and the powers that are his attractiveness would ensure the potion would get made.
Piece of cake.
Elijah wondered if he could get someone to do that for him during today's class? So long as the Professor didn't notice him being
purposefully lazy it would be okay, right?
He decided to make things more interesting and a bit of a challenge for himself and sat next to some Ravenclaw boy who was extremely less attractive this his gorgeous self. He was going to see if this boy's envy and innate NEED to look like Elijah would be just as effective a bribing tool. Heck, if the giant squid even fancied the pants off of Elijah, then the 'Claw stood NO chance.
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Vickers made his way down the dark dungeons from the Library, books and potions materials weighing heavily in his book bag. He enters the classroom, passing by the Potions Mistress as he made his way to the other side of the workstation "Good day Professor Lafay." he greeted her politely with a nod of his head and settled to his usual table near the front.
It was then that he realized there was a creature lying across the table instead of the usual burners. "Is that a Plimpy?" he murmured. He's read about them of course and can see the tell-tale features, but he has never actually seen a LIVE version of it.
"Hey man," Elijah greeted as he took the stool next to the boy. "Potions is a
greeeeaaaat class right? One of my
faaaavourrrites," he lied, "What about you? I bet this is one of your favs as well, am I right? Am I?"
It was then that the boy pointed out something on the teachers table. A huge pile of SNOT by the looks of things. What was with these Professors wanting to attempt to get him DIRTY. He was not going anywhere near that... "Plimpy, do you say?" he was far too good looking to be getting his hands dirty for the likes of a plimp-snot. The fact that the boy seemed eager with his answers was a good sign, though. Maybe Elijah
was in for a successful chance of getting the boy to do his work for him. In return Elijah would totally offer him girl advice, or tips on how to look this damn fine.