 be curious, not judgmental
The only early-morning class Sophie didn't absolutely abhor was potions. How could it be anything else? There was a new comfort level to being in the potions classroom - and it probably mostly had to do with the professor himself. And the pretty-colored walls and nicely cushioned chairs. But another day and another opportunity to learn from Culloden was always something to look forward to. It was a nice distraction from all the other worries of the day.
Even though more sleep would have been nice.
Her cauldron in her wobbly arms with all of her supplies loaded into it, Sophie ignored all the other students present and shuffled to the front of the classroom, snatching up the seat directly in front of Culloden's desk. Right there. Riiiiight there. Wiggling her bottom into the cushioned seat and setting her stuff down on the tabletop, the second year was... a little surprised to note that the man didn't look too happy. Still, she couldn't fight the smile that threatened to spread across her entire face as she greeted a slightly cautious and concerned but still sweet, "Hi." Griiiiiin. If there weren't already students there, she probably would've gone on to ask if he was okay, but... she figured even if he WOULD tell her what was wrong, he didn't want the whole world to know. He seemed like a private guy.
So, instead, Sophie gave him a head nod that probably just looked like a regular nod of acknowledgement but to Sophie meant, it's all going to be okay don't worry class will be fun, and set to work on unloading her potions materials on her desk. Then she used her wand to clean the tabletop, the cauldron, her hands, and all of her supplies while she had the time before class began. Wasting no time. There was FUN AND LEARNING TO BE HAD.
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