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Week Name/Date/Time: 'Books of Mystery' / Thursday, October 20th, 2005 / 9:46 p.m.
Location: Ravenclaw Common Room
Open To: Rylie
Currently Involving: Jory
Jory would not be deterred. He had commandeered a table in the Ravenclaw Common Room all to himself and had covered every square inch of it with work. He was determined to work. 'Ooh, what a hard worker you are,' folks would say as they passed by (although to be fair, no one had yet said this; he did not doubt that the compliments would come eventually). Professor Snape would embrace him like a son when he actually handed his Potions essay in on time. Professor Sullivan would say, 'Hang the rules, let's get married.' His mum would weep tears of happiness.
Now if he could only get started.
He stared pensively at the stack of textbooks in front of him, the blank piece of parchment, the open journal with the checklist -- of which no items had yet been checked off.
He ate a chocolate frog. Yes, that was a good start.
Location: Ravenclaw Common Room
Open To: Rylie
Currently Involving: Jory
Jory would not be deterred. He had commandeered a table in the Ravenclaw Common Room all to himself and had covered every square inch of it with work. He was determined to work. 'Ooh, what a hard worker you are,' folks would say as they passed by (although to be fair, no one had yet said this; he did not doubt that the compliments would come eventually). Professor Snape would embrace him like a son when he actually handed his Potions essay in on time. Professor Sullivan would say, 'Hang the rules, let's get married.' His mum would weep tears of happiness.
Now if he could only get started.
He stared pensively at the stack of textbooks in front of him, the blank piece of parchment, the open journal with the checklist -- of which no items had yet been checked off.
He ate a chocolate frog. Yes, that was a good start.