Post by Amelia Margaret Greengrass on Mar 24, 2018 4:31:26 GMT
Don't let me hear you say
life is taking you nowhere
For younger students, the Easter holidays meant a little extra time goofing off around the castle or, more often, heading home for a quick visit with the family. The numbers of students who travelled home over the last school holiday shrank as their years progressed. By seventh year, only the true idiots bothered going home, thinking they could sail through their final exams on their charms or whatever elixirs they were using to keep themselves just high enough to not care about their futures. Amelia was not of this mindset. She never had been. In her first year she wrote to her mother and father, apologizing for not coming home as she simply had too much at stake. If an eleven year old Amy thought there was much at stake back then, she would be completely pissing herself at what was currently on the line.
Nastily Exhausting Wizarding Tests were aptly named and utterly terrifying for a witch who insisted to herself that she be the best in the class. She had already lost out on the honor of being named Head Girl this year, and despite what she claimed aloud to her best friend Jovi, Amy still was not over the academic slight. For as long as she could remember, people had spoken of Headmaster Dumbledore as though he had lost his marbles, and when a shiny Prefect badge came over summer instead of the Head Girl badge she had been expecting, well that simply confirmed it for the redhead. But that was in the past, mostly. Her focus over the last several months had been preparing for her exams. She wanted to receive high marks in all her lessons and so she was studying again, as she nearly always was. Today, however, she had decided to take her study materials down to the lake and give the library a break.
Overall it was a nice day. Every once in a while a little breeze would pick up and it could have been a bit warmer but Amelia wasn’t complaining as she sat on a blanket on the lawn near the rocky beach, her shoes tossed to the side and her textbooks propped up with small boulders. Amy rested on her stomach, her knees bent with her feet in the air as she read over the chapter of her Alchemy book. Behind her in the water the tentacles of the giant squid rose out of the lake and slapped the surface of the water playfully.
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