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A Bed of Knowledge  Abandoned 

‏‏‎  ‏‏‎  ‏‏‎  ‏‏‎  ‏‏‎ The study room that Abigail had found herself in on this cool day in early October was far more homely than the Library that she had been previously trawling. She'd slunk into the room mostly for the heat. Given how much smaller it was than the vast library it was far warmer. Though Abi still kept her scarf about her chubby neck she found the heat of the fire far more substantial in this space.
‏‏‎  ‏‏‎  ‏‏‎  ‏‏‎  ‏‏‎ The room itself was made, as all other rooms were in the castle, of thick cool stone. It had two pillars in the centre and four long benches at each edge. When she'd walked in her bright green eyes had first found themselves drawn to the short bookshelves across from her. They lined under the windows still allow for much of the winter sunlight to flood in the room, being only lunchtime on this particular day. Sliding herself left as she entered she slid down into one of the long benches across from the currently empty teacher's desk. It was obvious that during normal study hours a teacher sat there to keep an eye on the students using the room for legitimate reasons or perhaps caught in detention for a rule-breaking or two. As of yet, Abi had broken no rules and though the room had no fixed door, instead sporting archways, she didn't feel as much within a fishbowl as you might expect.
‏‏‎  ‏‏‎  ‏‏‎  ‏‏‎  ‏‏‎ In perfect view of anyone that might pass the room, Abi pulled out a large book from her bag. She'd been putting off her Defence Against the Dark Arts homework and today was the day she was just going to bite the bullet and get it done. Pausing for a moment she shifted herself. With the room empty she could pick any seat she wanted and she'd not taken up the seat closest to the fire - was she nuts?
‏‏‎  ‏‏‎  ‏‏‎  ‏‏‎  ‏‏‎ In her new position, with the fire now warming her back, she was far more visible through the archways to anyone passing the room. She didn't mind though, Abi never did. She was aware of how eye-catching her bright white hair was and her chubby frame. Abi had given over caring about being noticed by those around her, it was inevitable. As such, she concentrated on the work before her.
‏‏‎  ‏‏‎  ‏‏‎  ‏‏‎  ‏‏‎ Placing her book down she pulled up her bag once more and carefully placed ink, quill and parchment on the table. Still feeling cold she kept her bag to her chest hugging it tightly to herself as she turned the pages of her book trying to remember just where she was. After several minutes of frustrated page flipping, she realises she's finally done the one thing she had been trying to avoid since her first day. Closing the book she read the cover, "A History of Magic" She swore loudly and violently her American accent shrill in the empty room.
‏‏‎  ‏‏‎  ‏‏‎  ‏‏‎  ‏‏‎ Flumping her head down onto the book she closed her eyes and hugged her bag tighter to herself. She'd finally brought the wrong book with her. It had been a month, she was going to manage it eventually. Perhaps she should feel happy that it's happened to her now, while she was alone and there was no class dependant on her having brought the correct book. Actually, she could do her History of Magic homework as she'd been putting that off just as much. Abi grumbled to herself as she thought. She would do her homework just as soon as she opened her eyes.
‏‏‎  ‏‏‎  ‏‏‎  ‏‏‎  ‏‏‎ Time slowly went on as the fire behind her warmed her back, still, she did not move. The warmth of the fire was cozy around her and soon her eyes weren't just refusing to open - they couldn't open. The warmth and stillness of the room had managed to drift little Abigail off into a deep sleep. She'd been worrying constantly about getting good grades on her homework working far harder than she should have been. Her worry had been complete and even as she had tried to sleep in her warm bed in the dormitory it not been able to calm her. She wasn't used to the beds yet, it had left her grumpy. Strange that now in this little study room she'd managed to find some calm and rest.

Abi Sparks
Life is SO much better when you're laughing with friends :lol:
Stami. 4 | Ev. 5 | Str. 7 | Wis. 6 | AP. 7 | Acc. 6

A Bed of Knowledge  Abandoned 

Primrose had been putting off studying for this particular homework, it made her uncomfortable by all means. History of Magic was one of her favorite subjects, but that didn't mean that history was all fun and games- if anything history was filled with dread and sorrow; especially those parts that covered the Wizarding wars. She looked nervously at the bundle of books she had brought with her, she was going to plow through these homework sheets as if her life depended on it. Which it sort of did.
Prim pushed the door open with her foot, taking in the surprisingly warm room- it was always comfortable in here; no matter what time of the day. She scanned the supposedly empty room, eyes almost missing the sleeping figure illuminated by the fire. It almost scared her at first, until she saw the familiar hints of yellow and walked over; silently putting the books down on the wooden desks. This was someone new to her, she could hardly recognize the face and that was something.
''Uh- Excuse me?'' She softly spoke, putting a careful hand on the girls shoulder and shaking her; she probably shouldn't be sleeping here- it couldn't be comfortable or good for ones neck.

''I think it's best you wake up, lord knows what that will do to your poor neck''[/color


Reducio
Rip, sorry its so short- a lot going on atm

- 𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓂𝓇𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝐸𝒹𝓌𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈

A Bed of Knowledge  Abandoned 

Charlotte walked through the empty corridors, her robes whooshing behind her, trying to find somewhat of cosy space. Her hair danced around her face as she looked around and Charlotte tucked it gently behind her ear.
Every step she made resonated in the corridor, and when she noticed, tip-toed, trying to make as little noise as possible. Was she allowed here? She didn't know. She brushed her hair out of her face as she entered the room.
Without even looking around, she sat down on the wooden bench and closed her eyes as the warmth of the room got to her. She took a deep breath and opened her eyes slowly.

As per usual, she had eaten as fast as she could, impatient to be alone. She wasn't that introverted but enjoyed silence from time to time. Charlotte still hadn't noticed that she wasn't alone and opened her bag old-fashion bag, looking for her pencil and her worn out sketchbook. She had sworn herself to draw more this year despite the overwhelming amount of homework and reading she had to do. Her legs crossed, she started sketching out the old window in front of her but didn't feel quite satisfied. The window was undetailed, colourless and didn't give Charlotte the inspiration she thought it would.

She glanced around the room, trying to look for more interesting things to draw and froze, her mouth open. 'How did I not notice that I wasn't alone' as she gulped, biting her lip.
She cleared her throat and mumbled awkwardly 'I'm so sorry, I -- I didn't want to bother you.'

A Bed of Knowledge  Abandoned 

Shelby was walking down the hallway hurriedly, her hair in two puffs and wearing her black robes. Sweat lined her forehead, mostly from running around the castle for the past half hour. Her eyes were trained out the floor, ignoring any staring eyes or murmurs of passing people. She'd just saw something horrendous and everyone just acted normal. No one cared, and it was terrifying Shelby, right to her core.

She glanced up just in time to see that she was nearing the Study Room. Perfect, she thought. Somewhere to hide while things get sorted out. Shelby quickly ran over to the door, taking a deep breath before opening the door slowly. 

There were a few students gathered inside, enough that Shelby had to make herself look calm as possible but one could see the fear in her eyes. She clutched her books close to her body, closing the door behind her. She dropped her quill on the floor, bending over to pick it up before going to sit down in an unoccupied seat farthest from the door.

Shelby let her things fall onto the table, scooping them into the neatest pile. She looked up and noticed someone she knew. "Hey, Charlotte, didn't see you there!" Her voice came out a little too loudly, making her flinch but she still grinned at her friend. 

"YEEEAHHH, I didn't die!" -Asta from Black Clover
STR 7 | AGL 8 | CON 6 | STA 9

A Bed of Knowledge  Abandoned 

Charlotte stood up silently and headed towards the nearest desk. She put her notebook back in her bag and got out her notebook, her favourite quill and her ink. She stared at her blank paper, not knowing what to write. Charlotte bent down and opened her bag to get her book of Defence against the Dark arts. Although she surprisingly did not have any homework to do now, she decided to go over the next chapter quickly but was quickly interrupted when she heard a familiar voice behind her.
"Hey, Charlotte, didn't see you there!"
Charlotte turned around and saw, sitting at a desk in front of her, Shelby Clark a girl she had met earlier in the common room. She looked at her and waved gently.
'Hi Shelby!' she whispered as quietly as she could.

Charlotte took all her stuff in one hand, her bag in the other and sat down next to Shelby, leaving a few desks between them. She didn't want her to think she was invading her personal space. The room fell slowly back into deep silence just as Charlotte opened her book and all she could hear was the gentle scratch of the quill on her parchment. She wondered when the two other girls were going to realise they were no longer alone but Charlotte didn't feel like interrupting them either.

A Bed of Knowledge  Abandoned 

‏‏‎ ‏‏‎ ‏‏‎ ‏‏‎ ‏‏‎ Abigail mumbled and then lifted her head suddenly, stunned awake by @Primrose Edwards shaking her shoulder. Though the girl had been gentle with Abi it had still shocked the chubby Hufflepuff girl awake. She'd forgotten momentarily where she was and blinks sleepily at the girl before her. Her surprise at finding herself in the Study Room takes a moment to wear off. Groaning and scratching her head Abi took a slow look around, "Huh?" Clearing her throat with a small cough she fixed her eyes back on Prim, "Neck?" It's obvious that Abi, in drifting off and suddenly waking had totally forgotten where she was and what was going on. She doesn't notice the other girl @Charlotte Cadunt walking in and settle herself down by the window. In fact, Abi is still trying to get her bright green eyes to focus on Prim when she hears the girl turn and apologise.
‏‏‎ ‏‏‎ ‏‏‎ ‏‏‎ ‏‏‎ Abi gaped at her from her position by the fire. Her face had been pressed on the book so tightly the name 'Bathilda Bagshot' was now pressed, backwards, into the skin of her chin. She's not given a chance to notice this or recover from her abrupt waking when another girl @Shelby Clark rushes her way into the room. Shaking her head to herself she put out her arm and opened her mouth as she watched the girl stumble her way in and throw her things onto a desk. She definitely needed more sleep if this was stunning and confusing her. Closing her mouth and lowering the arm that had followed the girl across the room she gives Prim a dazed smile trying to ignore the new girls slightly too loud call.
"Hey." She says with a sweet smile to Prim trying her best to not seem like she'd just spent twenty minutes of her life drooling over her copy of 'A History of Magic'. This thought makes her glance down at the book. There was indeed a little line of drool across the pristine cover. Moving her arm to cover it with a flush in her cheeks she leant forward. Trying to wipe at the cover of her book she babbled at Prim, "Yeh, thanks. Waking me I mean. It- yeh I. . . Wanna sit?" For once in her life Abi felt a bit out of sorts. Normally she had little to no issue in talking to people and making friends. Right now however she felt like a fish out of water. There was something about being suddenly woken from a dreamless sleep that had shaken her. Perhaps it was simply because she had been caught literally sleeping on her book. Either way, Abi blushed crimson as she tried to ignore the burning embarrassment in her chest.

Abi Sparks
Life is SO much better when you're laughing with friends :lol:
Stami. 4 | Ev. 5 | Str. 7 | Wis. 6 | AP. 7 | Acc. 6

A Bed of Knowledge  Abandoned 

Everything was rather calm in the room, Shelby and her were studying, and the two other girls were talking gently. Even though the conditions seemed perfect for revising, she couldn't focus long enough to actually write something, and she found herself reading the same sentences over and over again. This was probably due to the fact that she overheard the discussion of the two girls over there on the desk. Charlotte didn't know either of their names, but she was fairly certain they were both in Hufflepuff.
She sighed as she was getting rather frustrated that she wasn't able to do her homework like she wanted to.

Putting her quill and ink back into her bag, closing her book and notebook before standing up. She dusted her robes, not quite sure about what to do now she had decided it obviously wasn't the moment to study. In a not-very-confident stride she walked towards the two other Hufflepuff girls as she saw that Shelby was deep in her studies. Clearing her throat she said sweetly.

'Hi guys, do you mind if I join in? I just can't seem to focus...'