Henric briskly head to the Ancient Ruins class and saw that Professor Botros was already there near the entrance, greeting the students like he always do. His Head of House was cool like that..yup...he could honestly say he had so much respect for the old professor, he dared not to dissapoint him even if he did lose housepoints before.

"Hello again, Professor Botros..you are looking...uhh...mighty healthier as before, can't wait for your lesson to start,Sir.."Henric smiled. His greeting was a little too much,wasn't it? Anyways,time to go in...

Oh, no chairs and tables? Where were they sitting then? On the floor? Henric glanced over the chalkboard...

"Dramatic Arts of the Runic Era,"he read. Merlin...were they going to act out a scene? In class? In front of all these students?! It was like Romeo and Juliet again...he remembered playing the part of Romeo at his mother's bookclub meetings which he was forced to go to by the way...She made him read aloud those embarrassing lines,yet famous quotes of Shakespearean books and fitted for costume as punishment for talking back at her. Urghh...he rather not be reminded of the torture in wearing those tight,unstretchable, things for the rest of his life, thank you.

He looked into the boxes to find costumes inside them. Oh dear, his worst nightmare was coming back to him.Please don't have be tights..please don't have be tights......Fuu, no tights. He was safe for now.He then stood patiently by the corner and waited for the lesson to start.