A Poop * k8 *
Another year come to an end, another end of term feast that V was looking forward to. She liked summers. No school work and getting to see Prince Charleston EVERY DAY! It was the BEST. But she had to get through this feast, first.
The best part about this summer was that she totally did better on all her end of term exams than last term, and so her parents weren't going to be as mad. And she did a LOT more homework this year thanks to Lisa, Serena, Ollie, and Remy (kinda) so she felt infinitely less stupid. She even managed a small wave and a head nod at Claudine, who she normally didn't like all that much. But Claudine was leaving, right? She wondered if the seventh years were sad. They had mopey and CRYING all day, it seemed. She couldn't wait to be a seventh year so SHE could cry and have all the attention on her in a GOOD way.
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough."
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |