Two years of Astronomy had given Tobias enough experience of where the best seat was in Astronomy. It wasn't like other classes, with their formal desk set-up. Toby liked the semi-circle thing that Professor Flamsteed had going on, and would probably feel all out of place in the class if the man ever decided to be more like the other professors when it came to the seating arrangement.

After using the lint roller on his uniform, the Hufflepuff entered and paused for a second to glance around the room. Finding that there was nothing too out of the ordinary, save that black box over there, Tobias continued into the classroom and took a seat at his favourite desk; one that gave him a good view of the grounds (when it was light out) and the sky (when it was not). He set his bag down and started taking out his writing supplies.

"Hello Professor Flamsteed," he addressed the professor, who was talking to... "Hi Professor Dursley."

Ahem.

Yes.

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When Tobias had everything out, he leaned his elbows on the desk and started absentmindedly twirling the feathered end of his quill around a lock of his own hair. They'd get to sit for this lesson, yeah? Maybe? It was kinda doubtful, actually, but at least they'd get a rest.

It was a lot of stairs up to the Astronomy tower, after all.