Text Cut: Big Dante
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Originally Posted by
the fastest seeker 
Dante still wasn't sure of what he thought of this particular subject. It made him curious, yet it was not easy. So his opinion was not yet made, he was giving it time to take shape whether he enjoyed it or the opposite.
The professor, though was a decent man. Reminded the Slytherin of his grandpa. The two oldies had the same gait.
"Good day, sir," He said as he walked inside the classroom and headed towards the end of the class. To his seat.
Cutty entered the Ancient Runes classroom and immediately appreciate the warmth. At his mother's behest he wasn't giving up on the subject, though it was far from his best. Sad that, as it was practically part of his heritage. If it weren't for the blasted relationships, he might have been better at it than he was. "
Good morning, Professor Botros." He said, greeting the elderly wizard as he took a seat near Dante.
"
Hey Dante." He greeted the newcomer boy quietly. Botros was old as the hills but his hearing was sharp.
Text Cut: Whitty
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Originally Posted by
hermionesclone Seriously?
SERIOUSLY?! 8AM?!
Grayson trudged his way up to the Ancient Runes class, yawning and rubbing his eyes as he went. Ridiculous, man. As much as he was used to waking up at this sorta time for classes, it didn't mean that he liked it. No way. Especially since it was for classes and all.
But he was here. Fifth floor. Where he let out one last yaaaaaaaaaaawn as he entered the classroom. There. That felt MUCH better, thankfully. His blue eyes found the Professor and he said, "Morning, Professor Botros." Dude was alright so Grayson gave him a nod as he went to sit down on his seat. They could be having a much worse lesson this early on in the morning.
Settling down, the Slytherin pulled out his things and sat there. And the belts got an eyebrow raise.
Whitlock was making faces. Cutty turned to see what his friend was looking at. Belts. My but those were belts. Cutty's mind ran rampant with all of the possible uses for those.