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What in the freaking name of Merlin?
Grayson wasn't exactly the fussy type but all this dust was getting kinda ridiculous, wasn't it? Dude had never seen the castle so dirty and it only got annoying when tiny clouds of dust flew up whenever there was a stampede of people running from one class to another. At this rate, there was gonna be more dust and cobwebs at Hogwarts than drama and that was saying a lot.
His entrance? His presence was enough of an entrance, thank you.
And he couldn't be bothered to think of a proper entrance that wouldn't embarrass him beyond compare but c'mon, that didn't sound as good of an answer.
So strutting was happening. "Heeeeey, Professor Glendower," he said, shooting her a small smile and a nod of his head. Glendower was nice and always seemed to find a way to make her lessons interesting, even if it was at the expense of embarrassing them at the same time. But interesting. A bit like those brooms over there. Grayson shot a curious look in that direction as he made his way towards a seat. Here's hoping that they weren't gonna be made to clean up the classroom because how freaking boring would that be?
Once seated, he looked away from the brooms to wink over at Cutty, whom he decided to sit next to. 'Sup, Mordaunt.
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