23 Dec 2023, 18:09
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Date: Saturday, December 2, 2023
He flipped the pages of his textbook, just to see how many minutes of torture he had left before he was done reading the chapter, and counted three. With a groan, he leaned back into his chair, letting his messy mop of dark hair hang over the back of his chair as he slumped back, defeated.
Transfiguration was so complex, and it was so, so boring for his brain, which much preferred to hold information about the next quidditch formation Slytherin would be playing, or what was on the next week's menu at the Great Hall. Or, maybe what his friends and classmates would be up to this weekend.
At the thought of what other fellow sufferers would be up to, he straightened, and put his elbows onto the desk in front of him. He took the opportunity to look around the library, where others were studying at the tables nearby. How were they faring? Were they suffering, just like he was? Were they itching to finally be done with their studying and go outside for a broom ride? Or, were they deep in thought, productively scratching their quills away while tackling an essay with vigor?
He felt like he had to talk to someone, or he would burst.
So, he turned his dark brown eyes to study a girl to his left, who seemed to have some astronomy books on her desk. He blinked at her, wondering if she would catch his gaze -- and if she did, he wondered whether she would detect the pain in his eyes from being locked up in the library. Would she understand it? Or, would she just think him weird, lazy, and simply a pure disturbance? Because, most people were in the library to study, not to gaze around wondering what others were up to, like he was.
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23 Dec 2023, 18:42
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25 Dec 2023, 20:20
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To his relief, the girl smiled back. He chuckled lightly, relieved that someone shared in his feeling of being trapped. His lop-sided grin widened further as she waved him over. Perhaps two people trapped while doing homework could suffer less together.
He grabbed his textbook, quill, and inkwell and plopped them down in the empty seat next to hers. "Hi, I'm Avery Chen! Third-year Slytherin," he said, introducing himself briefly, giving her a friendly nod. Although he was sorted into Slytherin, he was often considered friendly and sociable, winning 'Slytherin boy of the year' and 'most sociable' in the Slytherin yearbook during his first year.
"What subject are you working on?" he asked, curiously glancing at the book in front of her. "Anything more interesting than the Transfiguration chapter I'm working through? This week it's about turning teapots into rats -- not sure when I'd really ever need that," he admitted with a laugh. "Maybe if I ever came across a foe who had a phobia for rats? While I was at a tea party?" Sometimes, these transfiguration spells really were one of a kind and quite obscure! Really, who even even thought to come up with all of them? "Quite amusing even if it's impractical, but I just don't feel like writing a paper on that at the moment... How are you doing?" He turned to her, leaning his head in his hand, elbow on the table, much preferring to chat.
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