Skipping into the classroom, Wesley's bounce stopped when she saw the desk's formation.
Being the highly paranoid person that she was, Wesley's eyes bulged. There was no such thing as coincidence. This professor was obviously friends with the DADA professor. Why else, would they arrange their desks as such?
Realizing she was holding up traffic, the Hufflepuff lowered her head, walking quickly and quietly to the first seat open. Pulling out her text book and supplies, she analyzed what had been written on the board.
Biting her lip, the Hufflepuff carefully followed directions, dipped quill scratching across her parchment in loopy letters.
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Wesley Reagan
3rd Year
Hufflepuff Gently, she placed her writing utensil aside and folded the parchment so it would stand up. It flopped. Reaching down for her bag, the Hufflepuff pulled out some spellotape and tried to reinforce her sign.
After many pain-staking seconds, she managed to get the sign to stay up but somehow acquired more tape on her person than the parchment.
Wincing as she picked them off herself, she looked around the room, spotting Sarah and smiling.
The last time she had made a sign was in Professor Shackleton's class.
There was no such thing as coincidence so...
Wesley was confused.