A Mid-day Lunch

[OtisGreenly]

Otis walked up to the Hufflepuff table, furious like he always was after his potions classes. This time he didn't fuss about how Snape was unfair or how Snape didn't know how to teach, all he did was eat his sandwich and stare blankly into the distance. He waited for the other students to arrive and maybe strike up a conversation with them.

[Skye Barkson]

Skye entered the hall and flung her things down on the table next to Otis, her potions book accidently hitting him in the elbow. "sorry! its just Snape! 'you cannot leave to you write 10000000 words'. idiot! is your elbow ok?"

[OtisGreenly]

Otis wasn't trying to be rude, but he hadn't hear a word Skye had just said he hadn't even felt the books it his funny-bone the only thing that he did manage to hear was 'is you elbow okay'.
"Uh, yeah I guess!", he said awkwardly as he looked at his elbow.
"You know my mom is an apothecary I bet she knows 5 times as much as that cur we have for a potions teacher. I might as well just stay in England and be home-schooled for the rest of my potions classes.", said Otis.

[Caesar]

Caesar walked in overhearing and said, " I'm not taking potions I've been taught potions at home and I will join if they have a more advanced class. My Dad is a potions freak, he said he was going to teach me up to what you learn in 6th year."

[OtisGreenly]

Otis looked at his fellow Hufflepuffs,
"You can really do that? If it wer eup to me I'd be out of potions this very second", he said shoving his fork into his mouth.