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Making an entrance was always so freaking difficult, man. He still didn't understand why they had to do so in the first place and what even counted as making an entrance. Did it have to be big and dramatic or just different? Or was this just an activity on how to embarrass the students as best as possible. Because that was what making an entrance seemed to be about according to him. Pure and utter embarrassment.
Besides, he was good looking enough to make an entrance just by walking. No need to make a huge show about it.
Whatever. Grayson did make an entrance but by practically leaping into the classroom. Knees bent, a grin on his face and his arms outstretched, the boy posed at the front of the classroom, almost as if he was saying 'TA-DAAAAAAA'! Yeah, ta-da, the handsome seventh year was here. JAZZ HANDS.
Was he done embarrassing himself?
The answer was yes. Readjusting himself, the Slytherin threw a wink out to the audience -- none for the haters -- before turning his attention towards the History of Magic professor. "Hey, Professor Glendower." Smiles for her because she was cool and all. He then moved away to swagger over towards an empty seat and sit down. Ready to learn, yo.
And ready to find out what in the name of Merlin was under that cloth up there.
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