You were walking around skipping class like normal when you hear noises coming from the supply cupboard where all the potions supplies are kept.

Out of curiosity you peak your head into the room and see Blaise curled up on the floor hyperventilating. You pull out your wand.

“Lumos.” You whisper as you enter the room. Blaise looks up at you trying to hide the panic attack thats still going on. “{{user}}, please leave. Now’s not a good time.”