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It was a hard task not sinking into a scowl when Archer took a spot next to her. This had nothing to do with Jessa disliking the girl and everything to do with the fact that in just about every class she managed to kick up some form of trouble and the Ravenclaw didn’t need that kind of anxiety in her life. Sure enough, barely at her station and the girl was already at it. Speaking though she knew they weren’t meant to. It was like she enjoyed watching her wring a hole through her skirt with all the fidgeting she typically ended up doing while rule breakers went about their business.
Of course, Noble wasn’t standing for it. Like in Fletcher’s classes, Jessa was a bit more at ease in potions for the simple fact that the man would handle things so there was no ill feeling in the bottom of her stomach that she would have to.
Frankly, she’d seen the girl back talk everyone. Jessa had no doubt she would go to town on her if she tried correcting her behaviour and she wanted no part of that, thank you.
With her equipment already out, Jessa raised her hand and waited to be acknowledged. The potion of the day was by no means exciting but any distraction from the Hufflepuff near her was welcomed.
“Here, lots of students get their shoes polished because they don’t want detention with the Headmaster or Professor Fletcher—or you either I suppose.” While she did believe some genuinely wanted to look their best at all times, the Head Girl was well aware it was the fear of conesequences that had some shoes shining these days. Hers included. One of her dolls now had that duty.
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______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
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