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hermionesclone 
Hirsch couldn't help but let out a chuckle at Mr Muir's answer. "I'll take that as a no." Smile. "Well..... they're not wrong. Fifth and seventh years are both emotionally draining and you might find yourself pulling more all-nighters than you imagined." Although, a nagging part of his brain, the one that sounded oddly like his mother, told him that that wasn't something he should be telling a student who was about to face his fifth year.
As for the last part, Hirsch found his face dropping slightly while the smile was replaced by a small frown. "I'm sorry about your uncle." That sentiment, that reason behind his motivation, was very sweet but now was probably not a good time to say anything.
And yes, pizza rolls were a highly mature culinary preference.
At least the man was honest. "
Well I can handle late nights, it's the early mornings that get me," he said with a chuckle. "
So I hope I don't have Defense right away in the morning this year!" It was hard to maintain constant vigilance amid constant yawning; the two ideas were mutually exclusive.
Yeah, he was sorry as well. "
Thank you, Professor. He was a great man." And his only magical family member, to his knowledge. "
So I'm going to make him proud. Or try at least."