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☢ pureblood || seventh year || hufflepuff || @ the halls || tags; open ☢
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payton woke up, and that was enough for him to groan in annoyance.
it was only the second day of school, yeah, but he already felt completely drained. he couldn't even come up with a good way to prank the first years, and that was his favorite thing to do at the beginning of the year!!!
he had gotten too used to his old routine, wake up at noon, eat trash, smoke weed, play videogames and sleep again. one couldn't call it magical, but damn did he love it. muggles had it good, not worrying about this stupid school and being good at hocus pocus. all he wanted was to be a normal teenage boy, was that too much to ask?
apparently, it was, since he had to get up, put on his clothes, take them off and put them on again after noticing that he had put them on backward, grabbing whatever he would need the whole day and head over to breakfast. hey, even if hogwarts sucked, at least he could eat whatever the hell he wanted! goodbye eating cereal for every meal!!!
he paid attention to other people's conversation so he could find out what class they had, it was too early to remember. and the answer was charms! eugh, how boring. all it was was swinging a wand around and hope something happened, not really what he looked forward to. lucky sixth years, they got herbology in the first hour, which was easily the best class. didn't they just change teachers? that kinda sucked, all he could do was hope that they were cool.
after breakfast, he ignored his brother, as it was way too early for him to focus on an ass to him, and proceeded to carry out his genius plan of sneaking off into the bathroom and skipping charms. maybe he could sneak off into the woods until lunch, but that meant he could miss herbology... ugh, he'd just lock himself into a stall and get high again. too bad electronics didn't work in this place. stupid wizarding rules, this place would be much better if he could use his gameboy between classes.
the boy confidently made his way to the bathroom, carrying himself as if he had a purpose, that way nobody could stop him since it always seemed like he was up to something important. that always seemed to work with the stupider teachers anyways.
it was only the second day of school, yeah, but he already felt completely drained. he couldn't even come up with a good way to prank the first years, and that was his favorite thing to do at the beginning of the year!!!
he had gotten too used to his old routine, wake up at noon, eat trash, smoke weed, play videogames and sleep again. one couldn't call it magical, but damn did he love it. muggles had it good, not worrying about this stupid school and being good at hocus pocus. all he wanted was to be a normal teenage boy, was that too much to ask?
apparently, it was, since he had to get up, put on his clothes, take them off and put them on again after noticing that he had put them on backward, grabbing whatever he would need the whole day and head over to breakfast. hey, even if hogwarts sucked, at least he could eat whatever the hell he wanted! goodbye eating cereal for every meal!!!
he paid attention to other people's conversation so he could find out what class they had, it was too early to remember. and the answer was charms! eugh, how boring. all it was was swinging a wand around and hope something happened, not really what he looked forward to. lucky sixth years, they got herbology in the first hour, which was easily the best class. didn't they just change teachers? that kinda sucked, all he could do was hope that they were cool.
after breakfast, he ignored his brother, as it was way too early for him to focus on an ass to him, and proceeded to carry out his genius plan of sneaking off into the bathroom and skipping charms. maybe he could sneak off into the woods until lunch, but that meant he could miss herbology... ugh, he'd just lock himself into a stall and get high again. too bad electronics didn't work in this place. stupid wizarding rules, this place would be much better if he could use his gameboy between classes.
the boy confidently made his way to the bathroom, carrying himself as if he had a purpose, that way nobody could stop him since it always seemed like he was up to something important. that always seemed to work with the stupider teachers anyways.
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☢ pureblood || seventh year || ravenclaw || @ DADA classroom || tags; prof. vandershod ☢
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patryk was one of the few frightened at the idea of this. he knew most of his classmates were fond of the hands on kind of classes. but he would much rather be writing essays and reading than doing this. this didn't feel safe, red caps were deadly creatures, for crying out loud! he might almost be an adult, but it didn't mean this was necessary! this would be considered child endangerment if it wasn't for the fact that magic flowed through their veins.
the boy took in a shaky breath as they all formed a line. despite the fact that he knew how to perform these simple spells, he still silently hoped that the teacher didn't pick him. his palms felt sweaty under his gloves, he didn't want to make a fool of himself infront of a new teacher because of something as stupid as being nervous, let's just hope that his wand wasn't stubborn about it like it had in the past.
it seems like no god ever listened to his wishes when the teacher called him to pass first great, just my luck he thought, thankfully that the teacher couldn't see his frown due to his face mask covering his mouth and nose.
patryk stepped forward, his gloved hands shaking as he looked at the currently floating angry little man. this is fine, you'll be fine. it's just a stunning spell, you've done these countless of times! It's just a flick of a wand, you can do this. the boy comforted himself in his own head, taking a deep breath as he regained his thoughts.
with his wand in his hand and his nerves soothed, the ravenclaw braced himself for the moment the professor dropped the violent fiend to the floor. the boy took a quick step back before he straightened his stance. ,"stupify! " he said firmly, being slightly muffled by the mask. a bright flash of light coming from his hazel wand. the red cap was forcibly pushed back and rendered unconscious. thank god the boy thought, completely deflating and losing his fake confidence. he hadn't realized how badly his hands were shaking.
this was just the first class. if it was always going to be like this then oh boy, this was going to be a very long year.
the boy took in a shaky breath as they all formed a line. despite the fact that he knew how to perform these simple spells, he still silently hoped that the teacher didn't pick him. his palms felt sweaty under his gloves, he didn't want to make a fool of himself infront of a new teacher because of something as stupid as being nervous, let's just hope that his wand wasn't stubborn about it like it had in the past.
it seems like no god ever listened to his wishes when the teacher called him to pass first great, just my luck he thought, thankfully that the teacher couldn't see his frown due to his face mask covering his mouth and nose.
patryk stepped forward, his gloved hands shaking as he looked at the currently floating angry little man. this is fine, you'll be fine. it's just a stunning spell, you've done these countless of times! It's just a flick of a wand, you can do this. the boy comforted himself in his own head, taking a deep breath as he regained his thoughts.
with his wand in his hand and his nerves soothed, the ravenclaw braced himself for the moment the professor dropped the violent fiend to the floor. the boy took a quick step back before he straightened his stance. ,"stupify! " he said firmly, being slightly muffled by the mask. a bright flash of light coming from his hazel wand. the red cap was forcibly pushed back and rendered unconscious. thank god the boy thought, completely deflating and losing his fake confidence. he hadn't realized how badly his hands were shaking.
this was just the first class. if it was always going to be like this then oh boy, this was going to be a very long year.
