 Wowza!
Picturing herself as a journalist was not a very difficult thing for her to do. She was already one. Sort of. Not to mention that Journalism was the only thing she could see herself doing ten years from now. But then, she was only sixteen-years-old, after all.
Absentmindedly, the fifth year began to tap her chin with her quill, pondering over Trubridge assignment. So many interesting points in interesting to think about -and use for this assignment, for that matter- so little time. But, she had to find a partner first, as Professor Truebridge was encouranging them to do so.
Willow was ninety nine percent sure that 'I encourage you' was just a pretty way to say 'I order you'. What was it with Hogwarts teachers not letting them worked on their on these days? Did they that they were not smart enough to think by themselves? To work without a partner?
The young Ravenclaw had to admit that if that was the case, she could not really blame them.
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