Pyxis glanced at his hand on her hair for a moment. Maybe he wasn't so bad. Definitely not her type, but not bad. He could touch her hair if he wanted. She reached up and touched his hand, bringing it down to rest on her waist.
"Transfig, Potions, Creatures, Arithmancy, Defense." Pyxis shrugged. "All the classes I need to become an Auror one day."
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