 Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
There was not much enthusiasm in this third year as he made his way inside the History of Magic classroom. He really liked Professor Fergersnout, her eclectic colors and general charism made this class as fun as it could be, but the matter remained that he could never make it through his readings without falling asleep which meant as a whole he was generally unprepared for class time.
Like today. And the small bit of despair only grew in the pit of his stomach when he saw the set up. It looked similar to when they had a debate, which he had NOT enjoyed taking part in. Slinking a little bit into himself as he walked further into the room, Drake mustered up a small smile as he looked over at the Professor and offered a greeting. "G'day, Professor."
Glancing at the seats again, he spotted the older Hufflepuff and remembering how wise she was, he made to sit on the same side as her though not exactly next to. If they WERE going to debate again, he did NOT want to be on the opposite side from her again.
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