Extra credit? Sure, Toby could use all the extra credit he could get this year. The last few weeks had been a bit of a disaster where homework and lessons had been concerned, and even though he had no idea what this extra credit was going to be about (had it been mentioned? probably, but tuning out was a bad habit of his), Toby figured this was the place to be today.

But................ the library. Books. Research. Sitting still and focusing and reading and concentrating and.......................... you know... all the things Toby focused on. That would probably be on today's agenda. But this Hufflepuff was going to try as HARD as he could, because he was a Hufflepuff after all.

When he arrived, Toby took one look at the research materials all set up and died a little inside. Yup. This'd be painful. But still... he wanted to be of some help.

Trying not to bounce and fidget and flail too much, Toby went and stood behind one of the set up chairs (Transfiguration class style), casting his eyes over the many many reading materials and jiggling one of his knees. When they started, he'd sit. He chewed almost fitfully at his fingernails, not out of anxiety, but from a recently developed habit that helped him in his efforts to focus.

Still, Toby was cheerful. Every time he saw a person he knew or even vaguely recognised the Hufflepuff gave them a beaming grin and a small wave. Even Cutty, though he may have faltered ever so slightly.