- Posting Speed
- Multiple posts per week
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Online Availability
- Sporadically, Though out the Day
- Writing Levels
- Give-No-Fucks
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- No Preferences
- Genres
- - Modern/Magical/High Fantasy
- Paranormal
- Romance-ish
- Supernatural
- Original
- Fandom
- Action
- Adventure
- Espionage
- Apocalyptic
- Alternative Reality
- Genre-Bent Reality
- Steampunk
- Cyberpunk
- Dieselpunk
- Magipunk
- Sci-fi
- Superhuman
But seeing as she actually wanted to be an Auror (because Raina could make literally nothing easy on herself) it wasn't like she could stop giving a shit, and even if she did, potions class was taught by one of the most annoying professors in this school yet. Usually when a student showed no talent for the class they were moved to the back or something, leaving the professor free to focus on the students worth their time. But no. Professor Hildegard, for whatever reason, just had to meddle. Why? Who the fuck knew. Maybe because she was a pureblood and he wanted to get on her family's good side? It wouldn't be the first time something like that had happened.
Whichever the reason the professor had for caring so much about a failing student, it still left Raina meeting some random peer who was apparently good enough to tutor her peers at the professor's... insistence. To be frank, this was utterly humiliating. As the captain of the Hufflepuff duel club it was usually her giving out pointers and advice, and even helping out some students with DADA (for a small fee of course). Raina never thought she'd be at the other end of these arrangements all because her potions professor was meddlesome (and she actually lacked talent in an area).
Was this what the walk of shame she's heard so much about felt like? Her professor told her where to go to meet this asshole, didn't really give her much of a choice in the matter, and now she approached her destination with growing annoyance and dread. Potions was not fun for her. Was it even useful? Probably, just not in Raina's hands. Now that was standing in front of the door she had to enter, a thought occurred to her, I could have fucking asked August. August was good at this sort of thing and it wasn't like he was going to mock her for not being good at something (the fact she was pretty certain of this... was not something she was going to further think about).
Too late now. She was already here. She huffed and threw open the door, kicked it shut behind her, and took stock of her surroundings. Of course, rationally, she knew it was just her meeting up with another student and it was not, in fact, some trap. Fuck did she hate situations she had no real control over though.
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