Genius (or something close to it) Doesn't Solve Everything

For a moment Keith considered asking Wally what she thought gave her the right to sit across from him, but instead shrugged and said nothing. He was tired - hardcore studying like that was tedious and boring, and he quickly found himself dozing off when faced with something like it.

"Wally, huh?" He asked, taking another sip of butterbeer. "I've never noticed you in potions class...granted I skipped a lot of the potions classes last year, but still," he said with a small grin. "I'm going to be better about that next year. Maybe." He shrugged. "Do you skip classes often?"

She knew he had skipped a lot, simply because she had heard talk of his supposed adventures he went on when he was skipping class. Wally was not one much for the talk of her peers, simply because she really tried to interact with other people as little as possible. But she was observant and she had good hearing, so she picked things up.

At his question, she shrugged, "If I find something more worth my time or something to do." Fact of the matter was, she had done most of her exploring of Hogwarts early on, and she really had nowhere else to go but class. No one to spend time with either. She preferred her time alone, and if she needed it, she went. Mostly, she found ditching could be more of an ordeal than anything. "I like to cook up projects to work on and sometimes I'll ditch to focus on those."

Keith nodded and took another sip of butterbeer. Something tugged on his mind - the gentle stirring and yawning he recognized as the beginning of an idea. "So you're not against ditching," he said, studying her intently. "That's...good." He grinned. "I think I have a buisness proposition for you."

"I have...this," he said, waving his hand over the diagrams and formulas. "It's a lot of work, especially for one person, but it's worth it. If I had someone with me, someone I could trust, I could move a lot faster with production...and distribution." He set his butterbeer down. "You seem pretty smart, and I'm pretty sure you're not one of those goody-two-shoe types. How would you like to make more than a dozen galleons a week with only a few hours of work?"

Wally listened to Keith's proposition, staring down into her Butterbeer, squinting one eye as though she was trying to peer all the way through the liquid to the bottom of the mug, through the froth and the bubbles and everything. Obviously, she would not really invest that much energy and focus into something that really gained nothing.

But the idea... She was always nicking money from her siblings and her parents. She planned on getting a bunch of animals to keep her company, but she had no money. This could help. And mabye she would have something to do at Hogwarts. She lifted the mug to her lips and sipped from it, before setting it down. "I would have to be crazy to say no, huh. Sounds like a plan."