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Sally-Anne was sitting at her usual table in the back of the library. Her notes, which were usually neatly organized, were stacked in reckless piles on the desk. Sally had always had descent grades, but since the headmistress had reviewed her homework, her Transfiguration and Herbology grades had greatly suffered. She stared down at her newly marked essays with desolation. She passed a nervous hand through her hair. How was she ever going to bring up those grades?
“Alright,” the Hufflepuff whispered to herself. “Everything is going to be alright.” Sally closed her eyes taking in deep breath. It could be much worst, she mused to herself.
“It is going to be alright,” she muttered with more confidence, her eyes still shut. However, Sally’s train of thoughts was quickly interrupted by the sound of someone walking nearby.
OOC: Please jump in.. Sally-Anne needs friends.
“Alright,” the Hufflepuff whispered to herself. “Everything is going to be alright.” Sally closed her eyes taking in deep breath. It could be much worst, she mused to herself.
“It is going to be alright,” she muttered with more confidence, her eyes still shut. However, Sally’s train of thoughts was quickly interrupted by the sound of someone walking nearby.
OOC: Please jump in.. Sally-Anne needs friends.