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Kingsley stepped into the library, and sat awkwardly in one of the chairs near the stacks. He had gotten so tall over the past year that he didn't really fit into the little wooden chairs; and his legs were continuously being caught under desks and tables. He picked through his bookbag for something to study, and finally brought out his Arithmancy notes.
"So much for an easy O on the O.W.L.s. Thats the last time that I listen to Longbottom." He muttered darkly to himself. That class was proving to be more trouble than he was willing to deal with, but it was still better than Runes. As far as Runes were concerned, Kingsley felt he would be making better use of his time by eating his own toenails. Not that he would, of course.
Leafing through his notes, Kingsley came to a particularly confusing lecture. He tried to hunch over the too-short table, and only managed to bruise his knees again. Biting his lip to keep from crying out and looking like a total sissy, he started to annotate his notes.
"So much for an easy O on the O.W.L.s. Thats the last time that I listen to Longbottom." He muttered darkly to himself. That class was proving to be more trouble than he was willing to deal with, but it was still better than Runes. As far as Runes were concerned, Kingsley felt he would be making better use of his time by eating his own toenails. Not that he would, of course.
Leafing through his notes, Kingsley came to a particularly confusing lecture. He tried to hunch over the too-short table, and only managed to bruise his knees again. Biting his lip to keep from crying out and looking like a total sissy, he started to annotate his notes.