Caleb and some of his classmates had just been let out a bit early from their double Potions lesson for the day. They were all laughing quite merrily about how one of the Hufflepuff girls had accidently spilled some of her sleeping draft onto her partner and they'd fallen asleep halfway through class. He and his group of friends literally couldn't stop chuckling to themselves and they'd fallen into their usual routine of mulling about around the classroom door.
"What've you got going on for the rest of the day then?" Caleb asked one of the boys nearest the door. He wasn't overly friendly with the bloke usually, but today he was feeling generous. "Not much, homework," the boy answered, all the others groaned. Homework, an enemy everyone could unite for. Caleb was about to reply when he overheard a voice behind him. A particularly familiar voice. Not one easily mistaken for others. A Weasley.
Turning on his heel he scanned the group of fairly irritated students until he found the prat. His face was twisted with a scowl and Caleb could only smirk at his remark. Nudging his friends he motioned toward Hugo and they slowly moved over to the Weasley boy. "What was that you were saying, Weasel? I could've sworn it was your family who fucked sisters and mothers," Caleb sneered, his voice smooth as silk. His fingers were twisted around his wand in his pocket, ready for what would most likely lead to flying sparks.