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"MAEVE, PLEASE FOCUS." HERMIONE warned the blonde, and she was brought out of her thoughts. they were sat on hermione's bed in her dormitory— textbooks spread all around them as the studied. lavender and parvati were out in hogsmeade again.
"sorry..." she mumbled with a dejected sigh. "i hate homework. why do i even need to know about potion bases, anyways? i'm not gonna be a potioneer."
"calm down, love." hermione chuckled softly, stroking her knee. "we're almost finished, and i'll help you, okay? i promised that i'd help you study for your n.e.w.t.s, and that's exactly what i'm going to do. you will pass!"
maeve turned to her side on the bed so that she were facing the muggle-born. "how do you know?"
"because i know everything, maeve." hermione joked, but maeve didn't seem that amused, too busy picking at the fluffy blanket at the end of the bed. "and because i know that you're really smart, and you can do this if you try."
