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Post by LILY LUNA POTTER on Apr 9, 2011 9:34:29 GMT -5
The only thing that was on Lily Potters's mind at that very moment was Quidditch. As she sat at the table next to her partner in Potions she could only picture new ploys and strategies for an up and coming match. Creating new little plays in one’s mind wasn't exactly perfect table work nor preparation for making a potion. This seemed to bother her partner. He gave her a stern look as she snapped out from her day dreams and pondering. Shrugging it off she faced back to Professor Malloy as he too was giving her an odd stare. Her eyes darted towards her Potions book as he continued to speak about the potion in which they were to create. Lily jotted down everything they were being told to do and what they would have to do for tomorrow class seeing as time had suddenly slipped away from them and the period was almost over. Closing her notebook, she shoved it into her bad along with her Potion's textbook and her quill. She was completely ready to be free of that class. It wasn't that she hated it or anything she just highly disliked her partner. He was a snooty pants and very rude. Lily just couldn't stand him.
She took a stand and headed for the door as they were dismissed. She was trying her best to stay away from that rude little boy. Lily knew if she had let him catch up with her he would have barked at her for not paying attention. Honestly, she could care less. She had better things to worry about. Like that nights Gryffindor practice. Transfiguration was her next class so Lily headed up the staircase to the third floor from the Dungeons. Along the way she stopped and shared a few words with some friends and fellow housemates but eventually carried on her way. Truth be told Lily did not really want to attend her Transfiguration class. That class was getting rather boring at the moment because they were working on anything to exciting. Just book work. No action. Ek, it numbed Lily’s brain each time she entered the room. Almost putting her to sleep with how dull the class was. Hopefully it would pick up but for the time being Lily decided to take a little detour to the Library. No real reason as to why. She just figured it would be a nice quiet place to sit and take a breather. Plus she couldn’t be seen simply because she was going to be skipping class and she really couldn’t afford another detention.
Lily then found herself on the fourth floor. Yupp, the floor which held the library. Oh she was a daredevil. To be skipping one of her core classes and not to mention a class with one of her favorite Professors. Oh well. Lily looked about as some students started to run off to get to their next class. She backed up into the Libraries front door and slipped inside. It was as if she was a secret agent and no one could see her. Well, at least, that how she was playing it in her mind. Turning around to face the dimly lit room and took in a deep breath. It smelt of old parchment and stale perfume from Miss Pince, the librarian. She began to walk to the Muggle Books when she realized how full it was in the room. Usually the Library was pretty scares. Maybe one or two people around during classes but today there were more than usual. Maybe over twenty. Lily couldn’t really tell and she didn’t really feel like walking around and counting them all. Plus that would just make her look a bit odd. Continuing on her way to the Muggle section she weaved her way around the isle and bookcases until she reached the far side of the library. She took a seat at a study desk and sighed. Finally a bit of quiet.
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