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Lockhartian 
So, he'd finally signed-up for Quidditch, and he was sort of regretting his decision when he took his book to study for the one thing was he didn't know was happening or not. OWLs.
Either way, Treyen moved one of the armchairs closer to the fireplace, and sat there. Book open, but eyes on the fire. A small smile made its way towards his face as he remember how him and Arya had been roasting marshmallows just a few months ago, before they were even a couple fifth year Prefects.
Things seemed simpler back then, no?
So, she had a book.... she also had a half finished box of chocoballs. It wouldn't be a surprise if she finished the candy and never got around to studying for OWLs. But she
was hoping to find her co-prefect in the common room, and LOOK... there he was.
Grin on he face as she headed from the girl's dormitory, she shifted the book in her arms and shuffled over to an armchair beside the boy.
"Taking a break?" Her eyes followed his gaze to the fire curiously.