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Um.....so...it wasn't Valentine's Day. In fact, it was only September. It was only the first lesson. This was only the beginning of a long year of suffering. Why in Merlin's beard did it look like something straight out of a girl's idea of decorative art?
Blaise walked into the greenhouse, openly cautious about what this all could mean for the lesson while his quill seemed all the more intrigued. He didn't have much hope to begin with but there was always a little glimmer of something with Herbology because it never outright required him to do any kind of magic and his plants still turned out as well.
The Third Year took a seat by Daxton with a nod for the boy and a wave was shot at his friend Olly. Really though, tea and roses and no Professor. Hello sinking feeling that prevented him from enjoying any of the refreshments. He took up his cup, swirled it a few times, put it down, picked it back up, glanced over his shoulder, put it back down, picked it up again. Apprehensive? You might say that, but only a little.
If worst came to worst, he could just walk out. Professor Myers was not likely to force him to stay.
__________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________
______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
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