Whatever came of this...

[find_a_fin]

WHO: Tino and Professor Bonnefoy
WHEN: October 22nd, after hours
WHERE: The Dungeons
WHAT: Tino practices his potions and the Potions Master stumbls upon him.

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[la_grand_vie]

Normally by this time of day Francis would have already retreated into his private quarters in the dungeon and either have been reading a book or attempting half-heartedly to sleep- however, both of those had failed and he walked slowly back towards his classroom. He'd just grab something calming... sopohorous perhaps or maybe he'd even bother making a potion to help him sleep.

He didn't have to wake up too early the next morning and the thoughts plaguing his mind made the thought of a deep sleeping potion very alluring. Opening the door, the professor blinked at the student occupying the back of his classroom and frowned.

"You are clearly aware it is after hours, oui? You should not be in my classroom unsupervised," he said quickly, frowning. "What are you making?"

[find_a_fin]

The voice almost made Tino drop his beetle eye bowl to the floor. Crap! Looking up quickly, the fourth year saw his Potions Master stand at the other end of the classroom and he knew he had been caught. "A-Ah, um-..! I'm sorry, Professor, I just felt I n-needed to practice and I couldn't think of another place..!"

Tino really didn't want to lose any more points... Slytherin had lost enough recently.

Turning to look at gauldron, stirring it quietly (He couldn't let it go bad even if he had been caught by Professor Bonnefoy after all, he had been doing it for an hour now..!) Tino mumbled quietly. "...It's an antidote potion, sir." He glanced up at the professor and chewed his lip nerously. "...against uncommon poisons."

[la_grand_vie]

The professor slumped into a plush chair at the back of the classroom, watching Tino through one tired open eye, fingers laced in front of his face. "You should know that I have to supervise you garçon," he mumbled quietly. "But you look to be almost done... If you make me a quick sleeping potion after I'll make sure to forget about this... little incident, oui?"

Francis offered a small smile, watching the boy work- it didn't exactly look like the first time he had worked alone in here.

[find_a_fin]

It felt like a huge weight had been lifted from his chest, and he smiled, nodding. "I will try to be quick then..!"

Turning to his gauldron again, Tino thought how lucky he was that the Potion Master wasn't too strict, and looked at the description in the book again. This was his eleventh time this year in here, and he had made a new potion every time. By now he had quite a collection of small bottles full of different potions, and he didn't even know what exactly should he do about them. Maybe I should start making something I could use right away...

After few minutes he finishes with the potion and sighs in relief. It had succeeded, and looked pretty good as he pulled a small bottle from inside his pocket and filled it before looking at the professor who he had almost forgotten about because he had been so quiet.

"...What kind of sleeping potion should I make, professor..?"