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LilFox06 
Anya stepped into the History of Magic classroom. She was instantly greeted by the warm air. She gratefully took off her scarf. Her eyes darted toward the Professor's desk to comment on how comfortable the class felt. But he wasn't there.
But she nearly fell over out of surprise when she noticed the Professor was standing near the door. "Hello Professor." she greeted once she regained herself.
Whoops. She forgot to comment on the air. Oh well.
Smiling she looked around for a seat. She spotted a grumpy looking Milton. And decided the spot next to him was a perfectly acceptable place to sit.
She stopped in front of Milton with a smile on her face. She began to motion to the seat next to him when she suddenly stopped.
And there she stood as still as stone: with a vacant look in her eyes and the familiar smile still plastered on her face and halfway to motioning to the empty desk.
Milton's glaring at Kennedy was suddenly halted when a small girl stepped into view. Well, she wasn't really small. He was pretty sure she grew since the last time he saw her. And she had definitely had grown since the first time he met her when she was squeaking her head off in his train compartment.
But that was besides the point, because she was standing in the way and all Milton wanted to do was glare holes into the back of Kennedy's head.
Sigh. Fine.
"'Ello," he greeted, finally meeting her eyes as she motioned to the chair next to him.... and froze. Like, almost literally froze. Milton raised an eyebrow at her.
No..? Nothing...? Milton waved his hand in front of her face and snapped his fingers.
"Oi! Squeakers!" Milton snapped his fingers at her again.
"I know I'm hot, but the staring's a bit creepy, love." Especially since she wasn't moving at all. Just saying.