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Ordinary Wizarding Levels.
The truth was that Willow detested those exams, and if one day she discovered who was the genius (please note the sarcasm) behind the creation of such horrible exams, that person was going to hear it from her. Seriously, they were just so time consuming! And to think she'd thought at the beginning of the term that Quidditch would be the one thing that would keep her extremely busy! Granted, Quidditch had kept her busy but that was nothing compared to how much time studying for her OWLs was taking.
She grumbled. It wasn't like there much she could do about that - not now, anyway. So with a frown on her forehead, the girl turned on the doorknob of the nursery and wandered down the little hall, stopping only once she reached Aimee's cage. "Hey, you. Are you hungry? I've brought som--" As soon as the fifth year noticed that Aimee was sleeping, she fell quiet.
Was she like, taking a nap? It sure seemed like it. Huh. Willow didn't know puffskeins, just like little kids, took naps.
Feeling a little dissapointed, Willow sat down in front of Aimee's cage and sighed. In a way, the fact that Aimee the puffskein was sleeping was a good thing because she'd been planning to draw her. Shrugging, the young Ravenclaw grabbed her bag and took out a muggle notebook that her brother had given her over the summer (previous summer, that is) and started to draw the little furball.
After some time in which the only things that Willow could hear was the sounds that were produced by the rest of the animals -which annoyed her quite a bit- the girl realized that she was done with her drawing. Tilting her head to one side as she compared the Aimee of her paper and the real one, Willow quickly erased a few things that didn't really belong to the drawing, and eyed it again.
It certainly wasn't as bad as she'd expected it to look. But it wasn't a master piece either.
Raising her dark long eyebrows at the drawing, the girl decided that it wouldn't get any better so it was best to just leave it the way it was. Closing the notebook and putting it safely back inside her bag. The girl stood up, bent down and opened the door of the cage, before sticking her hand in and stroking the puffskein's furr. "I'll be back before leaving," she murmured softly. "You know, to take you with me so we can go home." Smiling one little smile to herself, the girl left one small bar of chocolate inside Aimee's cage, closed it, and then slowly left the nursery.
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