Lesson Three (Third and Fourth Years)

Opening the door to the classroom, David flicked his wand, the curtains tearing back. Light flooded the classroom and David smiled, waiting for his third and fourth year class to arrive. He had a good lesson planned for today. Humming a Duran Duran song he tapped his feet and leant back in his chair.

Oliver walked slowly to the classroom. His mood hadn't increased since the kidnapping of his cousin and even the meeting that was held to go and retrieve them, hadn't improved it. It had been a few days since he was able to sleep properly and the dark circles under the eyes were very much obvious.

With an aloof nod directed towards the professor and took a seat. He was usually interested in what class was about but right now, all he wanted to do was take action against that damned crow.