SPOILER!!: Derf
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Originally Posted by
sweetpinkpixie 
One thing that Derf had come to learn about growing up was accepting when you were and weren't something - which was easier said than done really - and one thing he had come to accept was that despite his fantastical theories and numerous coincidences with the subject was that he was not, in face, a Seer. It was a hard pill to swallow (not really since a part of him had known all along but it had been fun to pretend) but that was a fact.
Being 14 was so complicated. Merlin.
He was relieved to have class outdoors though. While he HAD become accustomed to the potent scents that Professor Vance seemed to favor, it was so much better being outside. Although much more distracting for the Hufflepuff as well and he had half a hope that they would be doing some sort animal based divination ... like alectryomancy maybe. But upon entering the courtyard and noticing the mirrors, well, that went out the window. Scrying of some sort it was then. "Good day, Professor Vance," the Hufflepuff chirped to the woman as he set his bag down. "Been using that Magic 8 ball by any chance?"
Plopping down in a seat next to Emmalyn, he took out his textbook from his enchanted suitcase and offered the younger girl a small impish grin. "Hey," he chirped. "What do you reckon is in these?" No signs or anywhere telling them NOT to touch things - though Derf tended to not notice those anyway - so he picked up one of the bottles and pulled out the cork to take a good whiff....and his eyes instantly watered. "Holy flaming salanders...that's...strong," he winced, eyed watering from the smell.
Her face lit up when she saw
Derf headed her way. She hated sitting alone during class and felt even worse when other students only sat by her out of necessity for a chair. Emmalyn smiled back and moved her bag over so he could spread out.
"I think the cauldron just has water, but I'm not sure about those bottles." She watched as he picked up one and pulled to cork out. She instinctively pulled her robed arm across her face to block the smell.
"Without knowing what's in there, I don't think sniffing it full strength is the best idea." She shook her head a bit and giggled at the Prefects reaction.
Reaching down into her bag, she pulled out a tissue and offered it to her housemate to wipe his watering eyes.
"Here you go." She had learned early in the year to always have tissues and band-aids in her bag. She never knew when one would come in handy.