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sweetpinkpixie · 10-31-2016, 01:31 AM

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Originally Posted by SarcasticStrawberry

The library wasn't much of a place to meet up with a friend, in less your friend was a older student preparing for her N.E.W.T.s. She probably shouldn't even go bother her. In the Hufflepuff's eyes, Paige was just the person to go to for this. She was smart with things like this. Writing, Katerina had always said that Miss Paige has a way with words.She still owned the older girl so much with her advice with Brady.

She bit her lip as she moved through the library glancing around for her. Maybe she wasn't here and Katerina had missed her in the commom room. There was also the possibility that she wasn't in either place. She sighed, and sit down. Pulling out a letter, and read it.... for the hundredth time.

Paige had a certain fondness for the stained glass windows and was once again sitting at one of the study tables that happened to catch the colorful refraction across its surface this time of day. While some would find the intricate pattern cast upon the table distracting, it did the opposite for the seventh year. It served as more of a reminder than anything else.

At present, Paige was trying not to look at the London WU materials tucked away in her backpack and instead focusing on some advanced Herbology books she had been recommended by Professor Myers, but her mind kept wandering - especially when her blue eyes fell upon the healing herbs section. Closing the book, Paige glanced at the list of books and opted to go in search of one more that promised no immediate connection with healing.

Which was when she spotted Kat not too far from where she had been sitting. "Psst, Kat," Paige whispered, her fingers running along the leather bindings of the books on a nearby shelf as she continued her search. "Hi."

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