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Lislchen 
And there was one of the students he had KNOWN was going to attend the lesson. Or had hoped to. Hoped to know. Hopefully she felt better than the last time they had met. Though, he was not going to ask her about her teenage-boy-problems right now. There was a time and place for everything and right now, right here was not it.
Hello erm? What a nice way to say hello. Or something. "Hello Trixie." Jeremy greeted her with a grin, which faltered slightly as she just stood there for a moment, staring at him. Was something wrong? Raising his eyebrows at her questioningly, his hazel eyes followed her as she took a seat at the very front.
Awkward much?
He was giving her NOTHING here. What was she meant to call him?
But just as Trix had reached into her bag to get her Quill out, she felt something in there, in the shape of a duck. With a broom. OMG It was Quidditch Duck! Flip she had forgotten to give it to him before the lesson.
Err what was she meant to do? She couldn't exactly just walk up and plonk it on him, the other students would probably think her mad. She could strategically try to get his attention before the actual lesson started. Like Psst Jeremy.... But then she would probably look even more stupid. Ah what the heck she was like right at the front anyway.
"Prof.... Jeremy... Whichever name I am supposed to call you in class" Trixie lowered her lice and tone a bit so she wasn't heard.
"I was...away...over the weekend" she started.
"With my parents and we found this" she passed over Quidditch Duck. Not only was it Quidditch but it was a Fitchburg Finches duck as well. Goodness knows how they found it but still....
Now back to the lesson.....