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Stasya's smile brought him more relief than he realized it would and he effortlessly returned a sheepish one of his own. Yes, at least it was just ink. Not scolding hot butter like in Charms last year. Phew.
Attention back on the discussion at hand, Derf's stomach died in knots at some of the answers. Jessa's unnerving him quite a bit. He didn't like thinking about his ... well ... Derf wasn't actually sure if they WERE best friends anymore considering how much they did keep from one another these days. Not good, not bad, just growing up...he supposed. But turning someone's heart to stone? Jessa's necromancy and practice of Dark arts (of which he only knew the baseline) was starting to do things to her. He was SURE of it. So he just sorta gaped at her until the professor addressed him directly.
And then he was positively a tomato. Valerie Gray...what was she doing now? Was she well? She never returned his owls.
At least Derf was brought back into the lecture enough to scribbled down the equation for Duro on his parchment, as well as the three spells of the day mostly as a reminder. Duro was the only one NEW to him, ish, but nothing like a little refresher course for the brain, yeah?
Sliding out of his seat, Derf went to retrieve a pumpkin and steered clear of the Head Boy as an extra precaution before settling back down in his seat beside Stasya. Carve a Jack-o-lantern? YES PLEASE! Only he wasn't about to draw a FACE because the fifteen year old hadn't done that for years now. Instead he tapped his wand against his lower lip and considered. He knew what his go-to was when it came to sketching...but something made him change his mind as he pointed his wand to the orange face in front of him. "Diffindo," he said with a fair bit of confidence as he began his artistic process as his wand skillfully (shocking, we know) carved out a certain combination of seven letters in a bit of a warped formation - but there was a reason behind his madness. Always was.
And he surprisingly made quick work of it.
And then a flying pumpkin top caught his attention out of the corner of his eye and....oh, what rotten luck. Derf had to sometimes wonder if Ronan was continuously bitten by a Mackled Malaclaw sometimes. "You okay?" he called over to the Head Boy. He would get closer but, er, he was carving a pumpkin and there was some goop on him and stuff. "I have a chocolate frog in my bag if you reckon it will help?"
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