Dorian placed his quill neatly next to his notebook and looked up when the Professor started the lesson. He crossed his feet under the table as he listened, trying to keep his concentration on what she was saying instead of wandering off. It was probably a good thing that he had started to appreciate Arithmancy over the years like his father had when he had been at school.

The movement of the door opening up caught his attention and the Head Boy glared dissapointingly as one of the Ravenclaws (Ewan) entered the classroom late. His gaze followed the fifth year until he sat down before he turned his own attention back to the blackboard. He hoped that the Professor was in a better mood than he was right now.

As the exercises appeared on the blackboard, Dorian let out a soft sigh. It wasn't a sigh because it was difficult but because it was too easy. He opened up his notebook and dipped his quill in the ink before he began.

He did have to think a bit about the last two questions but it defintely did not take him the full ten minutes they had been given. When he was done, the Ravenclaw turned the page so that no one could copy his answers and stared at the crate at the front. Were they done yet?