Kevin felt bad for missing the first potion's workshop as he had been looking forward to it. If only Cat Man and Old Man hadn't locked him up in the criminal cell at that time... the mere thought of it made him feel annoyed. Still, it was time for potions again and it made him feel better.

He entered the classroom and was surprised he was one of the first one there. Normally he was one of the last. Actually, this was a good thing. Instead of walking to a seat, the young Gryffindor made his way to the Professor's desk and stood in front of it. "We need to talk" he said as he looked him straight in the eyes. "I mean" he scratched the back of his head as he thought of more polite words and he breathed out long, puffing his cheeks as he did so because being polite was hard. "Can i come to your office some day? i need to ask you something" that was better right? ugh this was hard.

As he waited for a reply , he noticed Cinna already seated in one of the chairs and his cheeks burned a bright pink color. No one saw that! nope ...no one!