Now that he had somewhat of an idea for what he was going to be doing after graduation, Tim found that he was even more antsy to get past Hogwarts than he’d been in a long time. The school had been his home for a long time – kind of a ridiculously long time the more he thought about it – but it just wasn’t the same without Amber around to share it. His mind wandered, as it often did, to where she was and what she was up to; and he desperately hoped she was safe and happy.
Wherever she was, she was almost required to be happier than he was, sitting in the library working on Transfiguration. This class… he was honestly amazed it hadn’t killed him yet; or driven the Professor to retirement. Regardless of how much time he spent practicing, he still struggled with the simplest aspects of the class. In order to continue even this far, he’d been forced to spend a stupid amount of time learning all the minutiae of the theory behind it in the hopes that he could balance out his issues with the practical aspects of the magic. For the most part, it had worked, but he still lamented over the fact that he’d never be an animagus.
Tim leaned back in his seat and sighed as he finally reached the point where the words on the page were running together into a new and incomprehensible language. Clearly, that meant that it was time to head out and find something else to do and recharge a bit before making another run – probably at a different subject this time around. He considered taking the book he’d been studying from with him, but – in the end – decided he didn’t even have enough energy to return it to the shelf.
As he was building up the energy to try and duck out without returning the book – and hopefully without being spotted by the librarian – he heard someone behind him grumbling and couldn’t help but take her up on the offer – even if he had no idea what she was studying.
He twisted in his seat and leaned over the back of Ali’s chair, his face right by her ear, and asked, “You rang Miss Alcove?”Aliana Alcove