My chair now pv Eugenia

Ah yes. The holidays of Summer can only last for so long. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be called holidays, they would’ve been named: “The Norm”. Alas, they weren’t. And that meant that Eugenia had to return to Hogwarts. And even though she was excited, she was also very tired. Because classes meant study and being Eugenia Karageorgiadi meant that she always strived for perfection. Enough with that.

Today was potions class, where instead of doing theory again, they were going to brew a potion too. She checked the curriculum eagerly after last class, when the fact that they were brewing a potion next lesson was announced. And the potion they were going to do that day was the Drowsiness Draught. A mind altering potion that makes you drowsy. Simple enough. At least, simple enough for her. So, she read how to brew it and studied the theory well. An “E” wasn’t acceptable by her own high standards that she chose to torment herself with, after all. She had to be totally prepared.

A mistake in potions class not only meant a bad grade, but a dangerous to consume result, possibly an explosion, poisonous fumes, poison in general. You get it. Not good stuff, in short.

She had arrived early and sat alone on a desk. They were going to be with the Slytherin kids that day, so she was sceptical about who she was going to end up sharing her table and possible success with. Of course, she wasn’t disrespectful towards kids of other houses. She just didn’t like the fact that occasionally she was forced to pair up with people of other houses, instead of her friends. She didn’t mind it that bad, although she didn’t think it seemed fair.

So she waited for a person to sit next to her. And at some point, a person did. They seemed a bit familiar. She may have seen them sometime. They made their presence totally known by making Shute she totally knew this chair was their property. Eugenia chose to reply with a touch of irony. Ah finally, another person who chose to take this humble seat. She pointed to her chair. Well, the chair I’m sitting on is mine, don’t forget that. You better sit down buddy, we will begin brewing the drowsiness draught soon. She winked in a friendly fashion. It was going to be a nice class.

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They are total opposites, but this could be fun..

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Date: September 16th Location: Potions

Outfit: x

- My chair now -

Mystery girl seemed nice enough. Even if her pointing out her chair made Cass tempted to take that as well, just to prove they could. They wouldn't though. At least not yet. They didn't want mystery girl (who probably had a name) to get the wrong impression. They only stole chairs when it was justified to. And sometimes when it wasn't. They gave a nice, encouraging, this-is-a-person-who-won't-steal-your-chair smile. "Don't worry" they said "Your chair is safe. For now". Her words reminded them that they weren't just staring at chairs today, they had to do this terrible thing known as work. Ew. No thank you. That sounded terrible.

They were far from drowsy. They had lots of energy thank you very much, and wanted to go run around and do something that wasn't boring like potions class. Anything. They weren't picky. They would even swap out for a class with windows. Maybe they should make a break for it and just sprint for the door. But they had a feeling that their father wouldn't be particularly happy to hear that. It was looking like they were just going to have to brew this whatever it was. Draw something. Not literally draw something. Thankfully. They were a terrible artist. Like a drawt. However it was said. It was just another fancy word for a something-or-other. Probably. All very confusing and boring stuff.

They wondered why mystery girl had winked at them. Was it a signal to run? Escape time sounded brilliant to them. They could take off on broomsticks together! Perfect friendship activities! She wasn't showing any signals of impending exiting from the room though, so they just sighed and spun their wand between their fingers. "Alright" they said "Where do we start?".

Eugenia suppressed an urge to giggle as the other boy looked at her and smiled. Chair stealer boy seemed friendly. That was good enough, for the last thing she wanted was being stuck with a boring, annoying or rude partner. Don’t get her wrong, she’s okay with people showing their inner ADHD for a bit, but she still liked it when the thing was kinda organised, at least. She then chose to reply as she quickly dropped her bag, as carefully as possible, and sat down on the chair. For good measure. No one needs two chairs. Or a scowl.

Okay. I don’t care if it is just for now, though I think this is the worse time to have a chair fight. I’m good at them, had lots with my little sister. My chair, see, your chair. She rose her eyebrows and lowered her glasses once before giggling. Sometimes, she couldn’t make the “serious face”. Ah, never mind. Hopefully it’s not needed today.

She’d wait for the boy to sit, and while he did, she opened her book to the correct page. Enough experience from last year meant than she didn’t need professor Regan’s cue to do so. Better be prepared at all times. The Greek girl tied up her hair — no need to let it get too messy in this basement — and cleaned her glasses. God, when was the last time she did? Then, Eugenia proceeded to skim-read the recipe once, despite having read it yesterday in her dorm and before school, when she read her school books en masse.

She looked at the boy as he spun his wand and she let her own down beside her book. How we start? Well wait until professor Regan tells us to begin and then we add a spoonful of Bdellium in the mortar, which we are supposed to Cush until it’s sticky. According to the potions book. If we do it correctly and fast enough, we’ll probably leave this class μέχρι να πεις κύμινο. until you say cumin. She took out the ingredients and laid them down.

Oh wait. Where did the introductions go? Oops. Time to at least say their names. Sorry for not introducing yet. Eugenia. Eugenia Karageorgiadi. You?

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It’ll be nice if they don’t blow it up. Eugenia doesn’t want to..

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Date: September 16th Location: Potions

Outfit: x

- My chair now-

Cass decided very quickly that mystery girl was very cool the second she mentioned a chair fight. They had a history of challenging people to food-related-duels, but they had to admit that chair fighting was not something they had ever tried before. All the more reason to try it. Although there was just a teeny tiny small itty bitty microscopic chance that perhaps potions class was not the best chance to test out this new idea. "You have a sister? That's so cool" they responded. Cass personally was an only child, though now that apparently sisters did cool things like starting chair fights with you they wanted one. "Can I steal your sister? She sounds cool as well" They wondered if this sister-of-mystery-girl went to Hogwarts. Maybe they even knew her already. "Is she older or younger? Is she at Hogwarts? Do I know her?" even though mystery girl would probably have no way of knowing if Cass knew her sister, it was still very important that they asked this question.

Unfortunately though, Mystery girl seemed keen to actually work on their potion. How could she focus when she had just mentioned a chair fight, which sounded like the coolest thing ever? Chair fights were far more exciting than boring old books. Mostly anything was more exciting than books. It was not a very high bar for Cass. She made a good point with getting it done quick though. Cass personally had never seen anyone leaving class early because they had done all the work, but then again Cass had never done all the work so they would just trust mystery girl on this one. "Fine" they said "What do I do?". They had no intention of reading the book when they had a perfectly fine person next to them to ask instead. Mystery girl then proceeded to speak in a language that they did not recognise one bit. Cass would rate their language recognising skills at maybe an 8/10, because lots of the people they had met at parties and summer camps and other boring things had spoken other languages and you sort of got to recognise what they sounded like after a while.

They only really spoke English, and could maybe read a bit of Latin if you poked them with a pointy sword enough. Their tutors had tried, but Cass was more focused on figuring out how to escape than how to recognise how to say excellence is excellent or whatever other boring quotes they had in latin. They had made their poor step-mother swear in french enough that they now knew a few words of that, though they had a feeling that they would get told off if any of the teachers recognised it. Back when they were very little, their dad had tried teaching them Japanese, but after.... It just didn't happen. It didn't happen but what did happen was the potion and mystery girl and they were in a classroom and they were perfectly okay they were fine they would just like to do something now so they smiled and said "I'm Cass. Cass Ito" like nothing was wrong because nothing was wrong at all. Today was great, and Eugenia was great, and this potion was gonna be great if they were being forced to brew it.

It wasn’t really a surprise when Cass said having a sister seemed fun. Well, most of the times, it could be very fun. They would talk, share secrets, do anything they wanted. Even if that meant learning who you truly are. But they did it together, so very well. It wasn’t great when they argued, but they were usually in a good mood and petty fights were resolved pretty quickly, in pure honesty.

Eugenia turned to them and smirked at the mention of her sister being stolen. But she figured it was just a little joke. Oh, I don’t think you’ll like taking her. She can be mean sometimes, she’s brutally honest too. But I could lend her to you for a chair fight, perhaps. Her tone was light and joking, even if abduction was a very serious crime. She then went on to answer some their questions, since they seemed interested. Well, she is younger than we are: she’s eight year old. So definitely not at Hogwarts. And since we don’t know each other, I’m pretty sure you don’t know her. She tags along me usually.

A beat passed. Maybe one day, I could show you a picture of her. Well, odd person here preferred some good chit chat, not a potion. But really, who did? Unless you were in a really good mood, or if potions was your favourite subject, you wouldn’t. Their voice was bored, so the Hufflepuff got a small opportunity. Listen, I’m in no mood to be doing this right now. Maybe we can talk a bit after we are finish, so the faster we begin, the faster we are done. Hey, it’s just my thoughts. Sigh.

She opened her book to the correct page, marked beforehand, and squinted a bit to read the letters. Her myopia wasn’t making the job easier really. So, we add a spoonful of Bdellium in the mortar, which we are supposed to crush until it’s sticky. She didn’t like repeating instructions, but okay. She didn’t care much at this point, she was just tired. After reading the list of ingredients, she turned her mate, who had now introduced themselves. It’s nice to be doing this with you. Hey, would you like to fetch the ingredients?

The badger just looked down and sighed. She was not in the mood to be doing this. Cass though seemed fun and at times like this, you really needed a friend. She returned her smile and just sat down. Better make this thing correctly, so that they were quickly done with it.

xxx

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And here comes the brewing!