Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
He didn't have his own broom, not something he'd really wanted, so Evan had had to leave early in order to go and collect one of the school brooms in order to use for the lesson. It was a ritual he was used to doing at this point for flying lessons, and he knew he wasn't the only one either. Following the rest of those who had borrowed brooms, he offered a "Hello, Professor Kazmi" as he passed the Professor and went to stand next to his fellow third years, Mamie and Ash.
He considered stretching, but he wasn't feeling very cold nor was he feeling very stiff having already walked from the castle to the pitch, so he opted instead to just stand there, broom in hand while he waited for the beginning of class.
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