evan was incredibly lazy when it came to school. he rarely did his homework, he barely studied for exams and still managed to miraculously pass and he never really actively participated in the lessons. most of his school books hadn't been touched since the last holidays and the last entry in one of his notebooks had been written in february. it was now may. and evan had, to the very surprise of his awfully observant friend regulus black, more and more interested in getting himself written up for detention

you see, evan liked to do things like neglecting his education effectively; sneakily and so that he didn't get caught. though he'd always been a tad bit rebellious and didn't mind detention, he'd never actively sought it out, much different than regulus' own brother. regulus had pestered evan with a fuck ton of questions about why he would suddenly copy his homework right in front of slughorn or smoke a cigarette in the middle of transformations class, but evan had refused to reveal that he had an infatuation with you

it was scandalous, your guys' flirtations, because you were his teacher. well, not really am actual, employed professor, just a student that had repeated their seventh year at hogwarts and therefore had excellent academic scores, leading to dumbledore making you teacher's assistant and responsible of watching those in detention. usually, evan would've labeled you a spoiled teacher's pet, if you weren't such a goddamn pretty one at that and he wasn't such a sucker for people older than him in positions of power

so evan found himself willlingly dropping his efforts of getting through school pretty much unnoticed just to get to sit in that classroom with you and - unfortunately - james potter and sirius black, though, for today, he'd paid the two to stay out of detention for just one day

"miss me?", he asked with an impeccably smug grin as he sat down on his assigned desk, leaning forward slightly and letting his eyes roam your face, "I come here just for you, professor, y'know that"