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JennMarie
Ariana walked into the library with some books in her hands and her notes from potions class. She needed to give this truth serum to someone but ugh. she didn't have Anyone to give it to. Lammee. She really needed new friends. or someone she could just give his potion to. She eyed the library. it seemed like only a few students were there and they seemed to be in conversation about something so she decided if anything she'd just go over her potion notes and work on her wand movements and pronouncing spells. after what she almost did to Hudson in defense against the dark arts. yeah she needed to learn how to pronounce that spell geesh.
Opening her potions book and setting out a new piece of parchment and her quill she doodled a bit on her paper before remembering what she was here for. 'potion, right.'. she took off her bad that she had over shoulder and set it on the table as she opened it and pulled out her tiny bottle of perfect truth serum.. err well she hoped it was perfect. Not her fault if it wasn't she did what lafay told her too. she looked around 'Anyone Want To Be A Victim!?' heh.
no really, anyone?
Entering the library, Kurumi grabbed a few books off the shelves and tucked them under her arms before making her way to one of the study tables. She was getting really REALLY antsy recently in anticipation for her university results to be owled to her...and even more nervous about sharing the hopefully good news with Lewis. Romania...it was the BEST dragon breeding and hatchery program out there, but it was also all the way in Romania. She hadn't given any thought to her post-Hogwarts life besides university. One track mind as it were. Now she felt she had to really think about a whole bunch of things at once and it was becoming more and more difficult to focus on her NEWT studies - which were what her books were in relation to right now.
Not looking at where exactly she was sitting, Kurumi ventured a glance up and was surprised to see that she had sat down at a table already occupied by someone. "
Oh, sorry Ariana," she mumbled, pulling her books closer to her. "
I can go find a different table if you want."