 Wowza!
After having recovered from the traumatic party at the Prefect's bathroom --not really, but Willow woulc be rather dramatic-- the fifth year had grabbed her messenger bag, slung it on her shoulder and made her way to the third floor in order to get to the Charms classroom.
Shaking her head a little, she stepped inside the classroom, and quickly found a seat in the middle of the room. "Hello, Professor," said the girl politely, once she had settled down. It was then, of course, that Willow noticed how. . . round Professor Ashby was. Huh. Well, it wasn't her business.
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