Kyle did slip away easily enough. He had Transfiguration and later Charms. He went straight to the Transfiguration classroom. He was considerably early. 

"Yes but you don't know who wrote it." A female voice snapped. Kyle poked his head around a corner and spotted Harry Potter and his friends. Harry was holding an old worn Potions book and Hermione was looking at it as if the book had insulted her.

"It doesn't matter. It hasn't been wrong so far." And then the trio was gone up the next set of stairs. Why did it matter who wrote a potion book? Kyle wondered and then took a seat in the classroom. Sam was in minutes later. 

"Hey, you left lunch early. Where'd you go?" Sam asked sitting down next to Kyle.

"The library, wanted to look up somethings about mandrakes for the essay." Sam's eyes widened at Kyle's response. 

"Bloody hell I forgot about that." Sam laid his head down on the table. "When's it due?"

"Friday during class." Kyle snickered.

"Oh, then I've got plenty of time." Sam sighed relieved, "Hey so what happened? I mean I heard you two fight, but I thought you were best friends forever or some girly dragon dung like that."

"Don't let Siobhan hear you call her girly." Sam waved his hand unafraid of the Gryffindor girl who helped raised dragons. Kyle thought that was amusing.

"Anyway, so is it like over forever between you two?" Kyle only gave a non-committal shrug as the rest of the class started filing in.