A path is not simply for walking, its purpose lies in moving forward and improving oneself.
Another Defence Against the Dark Arts class had been scheduled today and Mason had wasted no time other than running up the grand staircase to go to the Ravenclaw Common Room to retrieve his bag before racing downstairs to the first floor. He knew he shouldn’t have left his bag in the tower during his free period of walking on the Grounds.
Still, the fifth year checked his watch as he rounded to corner on the first floor and noticed he was well on time. He stood still for a moment, catching his breath as his side hurt , Mason took a deep breath before entering the classroom.
A bit sweaty and red in the face, but he pretended he hadn’t just ran to class, his dark brown eyes found the clay on top of each desk as he entered. Then his eyes went to the blackboard and he raised his eyebrows slightly. Play around with the clay while the questions are being asked? He had no desire to play around with clay at the moment before class. No, he’d rather read his “Advanced Guide to Occlumency” book which he found far more interesting. And he had nearly finished now... Perhaps he would borrow another book from the library later.
Spotting the Professor himself leaning against his desk and talking to a man , Mason had never seen before, he made his way towards them. “Hello Professor Hirsch” he greeted with a small smile. He then turned to look at the stranger and gave him a polite smile as well. “Hello to you too” he said and then went to find a seat nearest the front which was luckily still not taken.
He leaned in his seat and crossed his legs over each other before taking out his book and began to read before class started. He’d play with that clay later.
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