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"Really Ron, I don't understand why you can't write your Potions paper yourself. You'll never learn anything if I always have to tell you what to write. I can draw you a map to the library if you've forgotten how to get there."
The trio was making their way down the corridor after the last class of the day. It was still an hour before dinner so the three agreed to rest in the Gryffindor common room until then. They could hear the Pink Lady "singing" from down the hall and Ron muttered the password as they neared the rather loud painting.
Hermione dropped her bag onto the floor as she flopped down onto a large couch. She massaged her shoulder for a moment from where the bag weighed her down. Ron continued to whine about needing her help with his Potions assignment, so Hermione turned to Harry in an attempt to send Ron a message. "So, Harry, we're all going to Hogsmeade tomorrow?"
The trio was making their way down the corridor after the last class of the day. It was still an hour before dinner so the three agreed to rest in the Gryffindor common room until then. They could hear the Pink Lady "singing" from down the hall and Ron muttered the password as they neared the rather loud painting.
Hermione dropped her bag onto the floor as she flopped down onto a large couch. She massaged her shoulder for a moment from where the bag weighed her down. Ron continued to whine about needing her help with his Potions assignment, so Hermione turned to Harry in an attempt to send Ron a message. "So, Harry, we're all going to Hogsmeade tomorrow?"