Charlies completed homework lay in front of her on the table, and she leant back in her chair as she pushed her pencil behind her ear and took her glasses off. Even though she was actually finished with all of her studying, the sixth year found the Study tables quiet and calm, and a lovely place to just sit.

She left her parchment on her table before rummaging through her bag for a book of some sort. The Great Gatsby went on the bottom of the pile, followed by Pride and Prejudice and Rebecca. She'd read these all before - of course, they weren't as torn up and battered as her beloved copy of Romeo and Juliette, but still, she wanted something new.

Wuthering Heights? That sounded good.