Oakey sulked up to the Astronomy Tower feeling anything but good. His nose was runny, his eyes were baggy, and his face was pale . In his pocket was the work that Theo had re-done for him since the Feast months ago. It was to hard to track down the Slytherin 4th year, especially since they hated each other.


Oakey gave the door a light and lazy knock before dropping down onto the benc, and wiping his nose on his robe's sleeve...Did he mention how much his stomach was bothering him too?

Getting this Paper to Flamsteed took Priority over Tillstorm...Hell anything took Priority before seeing her.