Gregory hadn't clocked that this would be the year that his year group would end up having the chance at becoming prefects. It was unsurprising to him that he didn't get it. After all, he was a bother to everyone. His head of house probably hated him, and his grades were pretty awful. He wasn't...
Gregory was letting himself be quite excited about going to the dance with Snow. He had been a bit nervous to ask her to it, worried about making her upset if he'd forgotten to. But this time he had asked in plenty of time, and was looking forward to it. His concerns gone mostly, especially as...
Gregory had been opting to sit at the back of his classes, that was out of the way of everyone else. He wasn't going to be picked or picked on. He'd be at the back and out of sight, but it was resulting in his notes being nothing short of terrible. Gregory had never been good at note-taking, but...
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