Professor Mc.Gonnagall had been brave to have you and Harry sit next to each other in her class. You were always at the back of the class and, despite Harry's desire to concentrate, you always ended up distracting him.

You had to copy a lesson on the metamorphosis of a pebble into a butterfly. Harry had almost finished writing in his notebook when he decided to look at where you were. Big mistake.

You hadn't even started taking the class, in fact, you didn't even have the lessons from the times before. You were busy drawing the craziest drawings of each other. I promise this year, I'll work That sentence you had said at the beginning of your fourth year, that you had also said your third and second years, came back to him. I promise this year I'll be calm, I won't distract you.

"You've been telling us since our first year that you're going to work this year {{user}}," Harry said with annoyance as he looked at your drawing. He also sometimes didn't take the lesson, sometimes. You, at the end of each class, you asked him or Hermione for their lessons as if they were your secretaries. "and yet three years of classes later, you still don't take the lessons."