Potions Class

Serenity ran down into the dungeon, looking a little more than depressed.

"Hey," said Rachel sitting down next to Serenity.

Professor Snape was in the storage room.

Olivia was sitting in the second row, staring ahead with a blank expression like some people do in the morning when they're really tired and lost in thought about their dreams and whatnot. I DUNNO OKAY.

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"Hey, Rach. Has he said anything yet?" Serenity unloaded her books and notes and crap.

"No, he's still in the back storage room..."

"OK."

"Ugh... I really hate this. Class for sure, I'm not taking it next year." She grudgingly got out her Potion supplies. "It's just a waste of time for me."

"I like making the pretty colors, though."

"They're not that pretty..." Though, Rachel did have to admit that at, times, yeah they were.

"I know what you want to say. It was stupid of me, I admit it, but it hurts my pride sitting there while she smiles at us." Serenity sighed. "I can't go see Angel after dinner for.. I don't know how long. That was going to be my designated time for him! Oh well, we have a free period after lunch, I'll go find him then."

"I'm sure you'll be able to find him during that free period of your's, right? I mean, he's ALWAYS in that empty classroom or in that dorm or whatever."

"I suppose. It's not that I'm worried about. It's my hand.."

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Olivia kept staring. Maybe Snape would give her some house points for excellent focus.

Katie slowly got out her notes and looked at them and wrote some more. She loved potions class, and sometimes the teacher. Although she wasn't awesome at potions, but she was a fair medium. She always tried her best at potions. She got her textbook and looked in it, and she was scribbling more notes.

Amanda walked into the classroom, still looking pretty annoyed about hurting her leg after tripping on blankets. If anyone asks, she decided, There was a huge bunch of them that were... No matter what I tripped on blankets. Amanda sighed and sat next to Olivia.

Rachel, than noticing Amanda sitting down, quickly poked her with her quill. "Amanda!" she whispered urgently. "Did you finish the Potions essay? I still need a conclusion!"

Katie wrote more notes.

"Yea. Just repeat everything you said before in a smaller paragraph."

(I'm going to bring Professor Snape out when more of us get on.)

"Alright," said Rachel, quickly scribbling more stuff onto her essay. She than studied Amanda with a wary look on her face. "Are you OK this morning Amanda? You seem kinda..."

"..." Amanda pointed to the bruise then groaned. "I really hate Monday Mornings. Blankets trip me."

"How do blankets trip you!?" asked Rachel. "You're the one who's tripping over the blankets!"

".... They wrap around me, I walk I fall."

"Put, it was your fault that they were just laying there!"