Harry couldn't just not sit, so he slowly dropped his books onto the table before plunking himself into a chair across from Hermione.
He shrugged. Harry should have known better than to try to hide it from her. Seven years of friendship - she knew him well enough to know his sulking face. But Harry had resigned himself to feeling this way for the majority of his life by now, and he didn't see how talking about it would help. So, willing himself to grin good-naturedly, he shrugged once more. "Oh yeah," Harry replied, "I'm just not as excited about studying as you are, that's all." It wasn't fair for him to keep pouring his misery on his friends, really. And if he kept up with it, he might end up with none left.
"What were you studying?" Harry added, hoping that anything involving schoolwork it would distract Hermione from worrying about him. "I don't really know wh-" he stoppded. If he said that he didn't' know where to begin, Hermione would lecture him on not having yet begun. She probably knew, but he'd been trying to give off the impression that he'd done something, at least. Harry just had no idea what that something was supposed to be. An outline, maybe? Did he just whip out his books from the past seven years and reread them all (not that he'd ever really read them...)? "Er, I mean -"
He shrugged. Harry should have known better than to try to hide it from her. Seven years of friendship - she knew him well enough to know his sulking face. But Harry had resigned himself to feeling this way for the majority of his life by now, and he didn't see how talking about it would help. So, willing himself to grin good-naturedly, he shrugged once more. "Oh yeah," Harry replied, "I'm just not as excited about studying as you are, that's all." It wasn't fair for him to keep pouring his misery on his friends, really. And if he kept up with it, he might end up with none left.
"What were you studying?" Harry added, hoping that anything involving schoolwork it would distract Hermione from worrying about him. "I don't really know wh-" he stoppded. If he said that he didn't' know where to begin, Hermione would lecture him on not having yet begun. She probably knew, but he'd been trying to give off the impression that he'd done something, at least. Harry just had no idea what that something was supposed to be. An outline, maybe? Did he just whip out his books from the past seven years and reread them all (not that he'd ever really read them...)? "Er, I mean -"
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