It's not for me

[Ares Zephyr]

It was ridiculous that the third years were expected not only to face a fear that they may not have been aware about, nor prepared for, but that they had to do it in front of the entire class as well. Ares wasn't having it. He'd knocked on the professors door when the class was dismissed, determined to tell the woman exactly why and how he planned to get out of the lesson. He had no intention of putting himself through that and frankly, he couldn't make her, either. What was she going to do? Send him to his Head of House? As the Professor of the upper years, even he could probably agree that it was a dumb thing to include in a lesson plan and show each other their weaknesses.

 

[Professor Geovanna Adler-Cade]

Professor Adler was surprised to open her door and spot Aion's youngest son on the other side of it. He wasn't the most talkative in class although when he did have a question it certainly seemed to raise a few eyebrows. "Come in, Ares," she gestered him into her office, closing the door behind him. "Please, take a seat and a honeycomb if you'd like," she offered, taking one for herself too before resting on the side of her desk. "What can I do for you?"

 

[Ares Zephyr]

Ares tilted his head up as the professor opened the door, and moved into the room with an air of confidence. "No, thank you. I won't be here long." Ares had no plan to stick around any longer than necessary, long enough for the woman to make an exception for him. The third year remained standing, not wanting to have Professor Adler assume he could be swayed. "The lesson where we're meant to face a Boggart," Ares began, "I won't be doing it." He'd come prepared with an excuse, too. "No one should be forced to experience the thing they fear the most, and I don't want others to experience it either. Without knowing what everyone else in that room is capable of, I wouldn't feel comfortable with it. I will write an essay instead," he told her. He didn't mind writing about the theory instead and she was always banging on about the importance of choosing how they worked.