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I love being a seventh year. It's rather nice to be on top and in control, if you know what I mean. ;)
But unfortunately, even being a seventh year doesn't get you out of doing pointless assignments.... I'll be in the library.
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It was an incrediby long walk from the Slytherin quarters to the library. Her feet seemed to know the way without her brain telling them which way to go, which was a good thing because her mind wasn't much focused on the library. Gabi thought about boys, about Slytherins and Gryffindors, about her mother... anything but the library.
So it surprised her when Gabi realized that she had reached her destination. Heading in, she paid no attention to Madame Pince's cries of returning books to their rightful place. Needing a book for her Astronomy class, she went back into the stacks and started to skim over book titles. Pulling a book down, she noticed someone staring at her out of the corner of her eye.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer."
But unfortunately, even being a seventh year doesn't get you out of doing pointless assignments.... I'll be in the library.
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It was an incrediby long walk from the Slytherin quarters to the library. Her feet seemed to know the way without her brain telling them which way to go, which was a good thing because her mind wasn't much focused on the library. Gabi thought about boys, about Slytherins and Gryffindors, about her mother... anything but the library.
So it surprised her when Gabi realized that she had reached her destination. Heading in, she paid no attention to Madame Pince's cries of returning books to their rightful place. Needing a book for her Astronomy class, she went back into the stacks and started to skim over book titles. Pulling a book down, she noticed someone staring at her out of the corner of her eye.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer."