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𝟒𝐭𝐡 𝐉𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟒
Harry found himself beside Calypso's side as they both walked towards the Founder's library. It was study night, and the pair was barely functioning. It was only been a few days of school and they're already running out of energy. They were cautious of their hips. Harry specifically was being careful. The spell that hit them nearly paralyzed them hip down. What is quidditch without legs? Meanwhile, his sister was less careful as her chest was where the attack was. Her hips not so much.
They just want to nap.
When they arrived, their friends were already sat occupying one chair on either side of the table. Calypso simply winds over to the couch by the fireplace, and plops down. Harry waved his hand to Ron before joining her on the couch, pushing her to a tighter spot so he could have space.
"Finally, they get some sleep." Blaise mumbled, standing up after a few minutes of reading to cover the pair with a blanket.
"Three years mark, write that down." Hermione hastily instructed to Neville who was their secretary.
"Add the notes: No caffeine for them unless severely needed." Draco politely added.
Neville nodded writing down on his anecdotal notebook that Hermione had bought him during her break.
