Patrick looked back at the headmaster wondering if he would actually partake in the activity. This class was going to be one each lesson he could tell if it was only the first few weeks it was telling of how the rest of the term would work out.

Taking a disgusted look at the glass he knocked it back quickly before feeling his chest contract with the first hiccup. It was loud and painful. He hated these stupid things. Looking at the list he decided why not be the most obnoxious one in the room.

“Hog-hic-warts, Hogwarts, Hoggy” a hiccup hit him again contracting his chest. He’d give it another line before he tried another method. “Warty Hogwarts, Teach us Some-hic-thing” Well that one was off the table since, hiccup it wasn’t helping.

He decided that maybe doing a few cartwheels down the isle of the chairs to the classroom would help him out. Moving beside his desk, hiccup, he stood trying to remember how his friends did cartwheels when he was home for the summer. Hiccup he put his left hand in the air and prepped himself to hit the, hiccup, ground. He did one awkward cartwheel after the other. And after the third one somehow he hadn’t hiccuped again. But maybe that was because he was holding his breath....