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Enoch headed tiredly into the transfiguration classroom. His gaze moved to the professor at the front of the room. He took out his notes and placed them down in front of him. His gaze moved to the professor listening along vaguely with what was being said. He wondered if his parents would’ve...

Enoch walked tiredly into the defence against the dark arts classroom. His gaze moved to the professor as the man got started. Explaining what this lesson was. He glanced between the wardrobe and the grindylow tank. He didn’t really want to deal with either, he didn’t want to deal with any of it...

Enoch was on the pitch, trying to be eager and excited for this game. Wanting to do well in it. He was sure they could win.

Enoch was very frustrated when he didn't manage to score.

Enoch wasn't alone long, but he wasn't really in the mood. Though he had come to the school event, so partly he should've expected to get company. He turned his head and looked at the girl. She was a gryffindor, in his year, but her name escaped him. He didn't raise his head, just gave a little...

Enoch took the quaffle when it was tossed back out by the keeper.

Enoch didn't know why he'd bothered coming to this event. He was tired, the week had been long and for some reason, he was still struggling to sleep. He couldn't even say it was because he was busy and had things to do. All of his old hobbies no longer interested him. he hadn't touched his flute...

Enoch attempted to score again but ended up missing.

Enoch flew forward and grabbed the quaffle after Summer didn't score.

When Enoch got close enough, he tried to score and missed.

Enoch walked into the defence against the dark arts classroom and took his usual spot in the room. He glanced at the wardrobe at the front of the room, and from its rattling knew immediately what it was. A Boggart, it had to be one. For a moment he feared that he would have to face one, that his...

Enoch walked into the transfiguration classroom and took his usual spot in the room. His gaze moved to the professor at the front of the room as the professor told them what they would be doing. He repeated the incantation with the professor and didn’t bother taking any nots from what was said...

Enoch wasn't pleased to have had the quaffle stolen so was glad when the chaser who took it didn't score. He then flew forward and grabbed the quaffle when it was tossed back out.

Enoch grabbed the quaffle as it was tossed back out.

Enoch had nothing better to do than to go to the quidditch game. He knew he should be spending it practicing his flute or doing the homework for his classes, but he couldn't be bothered. He didn't want to bother. It was just pointless, the flute was silly, homework was silly. He came to the...

Enoch walked into the transfiguration classroom, and was really hopeful that this would be a simple lecture. That he wouldn’t have to make much of an effort at all. Of course, Enoch rarely got what he wanted, so it was a lesson where they had to watch out for their animal that they would...

Enoch walked into the defence against the dark arts classroom. He hadn’t bothered with the reading, it was something he knew anyway. He couldn’t be bothered to do the reading. Enoch sat down in the room and just looked tiredly up at the professor. He listened to what the professor said and then...

Enoch was tired. God, he just wanted to sleep. But the school, the fates, had everything against him. he had tried on the train and one smoke bomb later he had given up. But he felt so done with this day and there was just so much more he had to do. The food appeared and he filled his plate with...

Enoch walked into the transfiguration classroom, he moved to sit a little closer to the back of the class thaan he would’ve otherwise done. He just was tired, and could maybe relax a little more if the professor saw him less. It didn’t really matter the professor was beginning to lesson and it...

Enoch walked into the defence against the dark arts classroom. He wasn’t really in the mood for this, or any of his classes. But he knew if he didn’t try, then he’d be doing the memory of his parents a disservice. The boy had not yet achieved as highly as they expected of him, and he didn’t want...