Despite looking rather tired and wanting nothing more then to go to bed and sleep all day, Dorian still entered the classroom. Because what if todays lesson came up during his O.W.L exam? He couldn't miss anything!

His blue eyes that usually held a kind of interested spark looked kind of dull today but he pretended like everything was fine. Seeing the professor at her desk marking some papers, Dorian recognized them as their assignments and he hoped his was good enough... "Hello Professor Darlington" he greeted politely, he was tired but that did not mean he had forgotten his manners.

Turning around, the fifth year found a seat at the front and began placing his textbook and notebook neatly next to the goblet and bread roll. He would find out what those were for later anyway so he didn't ask. Rummaging back in his bag to take out his writing material, Dorian's frown got deeper as he search but could not find anything. Had he forgotten his ink and quill?

Running a hand through his hair in frustration, he glanced up at the professor but then decided to wait and ask for an extra quill from the student next to him when they came in.