 ½ EagleBrain ♥ Creeperdoodle ♥ Raven Dor ♥ Berry ♥ ½ Team House Elf
IT WAS TIME.... for DADA.
Zeke was prepared, as he always was, but this time with he flexibility of NOT needing to wear robes, which was good because they were plain stupid. He'd never liked them. That being said, he wasn't sure he really approved of Sabel teaching... so far this whole THING had been an interesting affair... and he didn't much fancy abiding by the mans rules... and he STILL didn't know what this one strike business was about.
"Heeeeyyyy... Professor Sabel," he greeted testing out the title a bit more, and yes, no, he was NEVER going to be able to shake the SABEL bit. So there. And look! Patronus!
The crates and walls and stuff looked fun, could he climb on them yet? Did he have to ask for permission? Were those TREEEEEES in the classroom? How odd, but okay.
He wasn't going to say any more at this stage, he needed to spend some time carefully observing this one, or else it was highly likely the man would prove to be his nemesis more than anything else. His strike, he wanted it back.
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