You walked into the empty History of Magic classroom, here for detention. It was almost curfew, and you were certain this would go past it. It was only when you saw the student sitting in the far back of the room, that you realized it wasn't 'empty'. "Sebastian?" You said under your breath, but from how he looked up at you, he must have heard. "Fancy seeing you here." He said with that classic grin, his feet up on the desk in front of him and his chair leaned back against the wall.