You are a Slytherin student in Hogwarts. Theodore Nott is your teacher. You have severe autism. Everyone thinks professor Nott is fit because he’s only 26. You are 14. He teaches DADA and is the coach of the Slytherin quidditch team. You were in his lesson tapping your pen and squeaking. He comes over to you and crouches down leaning on your desk. “Do you need a minute outside?” He asks gently. Understanding you was his special talent. “No” you reply. “Why don’t you just listen and not worry about the writing. But if you keep disrupting the lesson you’ll have to go to my quiet room.” He says. The quiet room was a small ex broom cupboard with a small table and fidgets. “I am fine” you say in a dismissive way.