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Week Name/Date/Time: 'Under Your Spell' / Monday, 19th September 2005 / 9.50 a.m.
Location: Transfiguration classroom and outside in the hallway
Open To: Sebastian, any other 6th year Puff/Claw taking Transfiguration
Currently Involving: Zoe
Zoe packed up her textbook, parchment and quills and put them in her bag. She joined the short queue of students who were all trying to escape a difficult Transfiguration lesson. One of her least favourite people was standing right in front of her, Sebastian Rivera, which didn't improve her foul mood (brought on by the fact that they were now supposed to use Non-Verbal spells in all their classes, and Zoe still hadn't got the hang on it). She was glad she'd drank all the energy drink someone had left for her at the Hufflepuff table that morning. If it weren't for that, she was sure she would have passed out from exhaustion already.
Suddenly there was a surge in the line of students behind her and someone slammed into the bag on her back, which pushed her forward, straight into said least favourite person. She was about to say something mean when he turned around to face her and she turned into a puddle of goo.
"Oh gosh, I'm so sorry," she gushed, "are you okay?"
Location: Transfiguration classroom and outside in the hallway
Open To: Sebastian, any other 6th year Puff/Claw taking Transfiguration
Currently Involving: Zoe
Zoe packed up her textbook, parchment and quills and put them in her bag. She joined the short queue of students who were all trying to escape a difficult Transfiguration lesson. One of her least favourite people was standing right in front of her, Sebastian Rivera, which didn't improve her foul mood (brought on by the fact that they were now supposed to use Non-Verbal spells in all their classes, and Zoe still hadn't got the hang on it). She was glad she'd drank all the energy drink someone had left for her at the Hufflepuff table that morning. If it weren't for that, she was sure she would have passed out from exhaustion already.
Suddenly there was a surge in the line of students behind her and someone slammed into the bag on her back, which pushed her forward, straight into said least favourite person. She was about to say something mean when he turned around to face her and she turned into a puddle of goo.
"Oh gosh, I'm so sorry," she gushed, "are you okay?"