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If there was one thing that really irritated Layla about classes at her muggle school it was at the beginning of the year when the teachers used to make all the students sit in a seating plan so that they could remember each of their names and stop them from getting distracted by their friends. Walking into this Ancient Runes class and being forced to find the desk space that had her name on it caused the frown that was already etched across her face to grow even stronger.
The Professor did not receive a smile for the Ravenclaw’s mood had tumbled from bad to worse and he was partially to blame. Not that there was anyone around here that she particularly wanted to sit with anyway. “Hello Professor” she spoke so as to not appear rude. Manners and all. This was a ‘posh private’ school compared to her previous Muggle academy. If you could call it that..
She slipped her satchel off of her shoulder and down onto the ground before shoving it gently underneath the desk. She had already received her parchment and quill from its depths and her attention was focused on the row of plants which also received a typical frown.
Urgh. She wanted to leave already.
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