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Her OWL score for Muggle Studies had not been outstanding but it HAD been one of the classes she had actually passed and that was saying something! In spite of being a seventh year and, supposedly, having some direction in mind as to where she wanted to go in life upon graduation, Anna found herself even more adrift than ever. None of that was Professor Leroy's doing, of course, and there really wasn't any one singular person to put such blame on either...but the Hufflepuffle felt that continuing with Muggle Studies opened the world to her just a little bit more. Afterall, it wasn't practical to assume that she wouldn't co-exist with the ENTIRETY of the world. Reserved to the fact that she was a poor test taker, though her academically ardent tutor would insist otherwise, Anna had set the goal to not be late for any lessons this term...or at least no more than 5 minutes late if it happened because it really was inevitable that she would be. Thus, the morning affirmation of 'I appreciate that time is as valuable as water, thus I use every minute wisely and shall never be thirsty' was created and woven in with the other handful she recited to help quell the growing unease in her heart.
Today, TADA, she was not only not late but EARLY to class - something she felt Professor Leroy could appreciate - and with plenty of pep to her lighthearted skip as she entered. Her skip slowed to a more on her tippy toes stride while she offered the professor a smile and good morning wave (to her peers as well!). Anna's eyes widened slightly, excitement soon dancing across her freckled features, as the pieces of the Muggle Studies puzzle fell into place. Thanks to Aurora, Anna knew a fair bit about film and cinema in general so she may actually have a good shot of remembering the majority of today's lesson and not require as much review of the material later! "Good day, professor," she beamed as she quickly found a desk and began organizing her things haphazardly about her desk. "Are you warming up for a tap dance, sir?" she inquired with a quick point to his tapping foot. Ancient vintage Hollywood and tap dancing went hand in hand, right?
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