Charms...

Maybe it was because she'd been avoiding people...but Vesper wasn't aging nearly as fast as the others. Now, this didn't mean that she wasn't aging rapidly, of course. She was...but charms...Well, charms were great and someone had given her this awesome lotion...

Her knees were trembling with pain and soreness when she finally stepped into the Charms classroom, shooting a tired look around the room. Professor Fuller! HE was sleeping at his desk...but that didn't matter. The man was still beautiful despite the drool on his face.

Sighing, Vesper parked herself at a nearby desk and pulled her notebook and pencils; intending to sketch him until he woke. Why not? Surely, the good Professor wouldn't care...