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No strange instructions? No kebabs? NO TOGA?!
MAN.
The fourteen year old had thoroughly enjoyed pretending to be a Greek God. It was BRILLIANT. It felt brilliant. If there were Halloween parties at Hogwarts -- which there should be, thank you -- Grayson was all up for dressing up like a Greek God again. Just do him a favour and don't ask him maths or Arithmancy questions, mkay?
Tightening his robs around himself, Grayson headed further into the classroom. It was still chilly in here, something that he wasn't even surprised with now. It was freaking freezing EVERYWHERE. And this made the Slytherin that little bit glad that they weren't wearing togas today. He could keep his uniform and Slytherin jumper on.
Oh look, the feisty professor was here. "Hello Professor!" he called, giving her a small smile and a nod before heading over towards an empty seat and sitting down. Looking around, there weren't many people here. Just some Gryffindor and Nigel and Lex, who got an extra smile because she looked like she could kill someone.
Correction: she probably could kill somebody.
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