Bookworm Extraordinaire

king-thompson:

Zack was greeted by the faint murmur as he opened his eyes, a little astray as to his whereabouts before it dawned him that he was sleeping in the Hufflepuff’s common room last night. He blinked several times, trying to make his vision come to focus and saw Sophie was in front on him with a smile. “Morning,” he said lazily, a dopy smile etched on his lips while his eyes still half closed. “Guess I’m more tired than I thought.”

 Giggling, she hit his lengs gently. “Come on you, move your legs so I can sit down.” Plopping herself on the couch next to Zack, Sophie couldn’t help but shake her head. “You still look really tired. You know, instead of sleeping on desks or whatever, you could just crash here at night. I don’t think it would be a problem but you might want to ask your girlfriend.” She suggested.

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sam-kyle:

Sam heaved a sigh, closing her eyes as she tried to calm down. She hated presenting in front of the whole class, even though she knew she was excellent in the subject. But Potions wasn’t her best, and she was sure to make mistake somewhere when the presentation had started. “First, we need to crush four sprigs of Lavender,” she started out, her voice was shaky but she soldiered on, taking the ingredients and followed the instruction exactly as it was.

 Sophie more or less stood to the side crushing and handing over whatever Sam asked for. Her hands were shaking with each step, knowing one false move and it would be dentention for the both of them. Once it was finished brewing, Sophie looked to Sam in fright. Snape walked, more like stalked over to them and lifted the spoon with the potion to his nose.

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joooanne-dime:

 Sophie shook her head and took another gulp, again grimacing. “Nope. If you can handle it I can too.” She really just wanted to let go of all the drama that had been going on lately. “So besides class and the boyfriend, any other details?” She took another sip and handed the bottle over. She was becoming increasingly warm and her mind kind of fuzzy.

“I can handle it, because I’ve been drinking since I was 12 years old,” Joanne told her with a nod of the head. Her damn brothers had made her drink firewhiskey, and she had been sick as hell for a week, but at least it had improved her tolerance. “Other things.. Well, I’m going to be a step-mum?” she said, shrugging lightly. “Jake’s ex is pregnant, and she’s having the baby. That should could for news,” she grinned.

 ”Goddamn.” Sophie breathed. What could you possibly say to your friend with that kind of news? Sorry? Congrats? “I…I don’t really know what to say Jo. I don’t suppose I can do anything to fix it huh?” She felt terrible. What could she possibly do to take some of the stress off her back?