¼ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls
Evan made his way to the divinatiın classroom, excited again. This class was one of his favourites too. He hoped the professor would be a good one as well, so he could learn properly.
He made a face and panted at the door. Why were there so many stairs? He held his belly and leaned down, trying to catch his breath. He then looked up to see who was in the class. No one familiar. He smiled at the professor, still not able to talk, and sat somewhere. This class would be great!
He then heard that they would work in teams. Good if he worked with Claws or Slytherins, bad if he worked with Puffs. He hoped to get a chance to choose.
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