"Wait," Sebastian frowned, "We're being graded on our nails?" He looked darkly at the man who'd taken five points away from Hufflepuff because of him.
He inspected his nails. They looked like teenage boy nails. Scruffy, bitten, dirty and stubby.
Wow. They we're actually grading nails.
He echoed the movements of another boy, Ravenclaw it seemed, and took up the chalk on the black board.
He wrote the swift T for Troll, and went back to his seat, feeling quite smug with having a low mark.
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