𝔖𝔱𝔬𝔯𝔶 𝔯𝔢𝔭𝔢𝔞𝔱 𝔦𝔱𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣 | 𝐇𝐏 ʷᵗᵐ

𝟎𝟕𝟖; ʟɪғᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ

"Hermione?" Weasley said cautiously, because she was liable to explode when interrupted these days. "Er-are you sure you've copied down these times right?" "What?" snapped Granger, picking up the exam schedule and examining it.

"Yes, of course I have. Have you seen my copy of Numerology and Gramatica?"

"Give me some brain." Evan sulks.

"He is not my father." Aurelius whispers.

"Surpringly you are a genius but not him." Draco snickers.

"Oh, yeah, I borrowed it for a bit of bedtime reading," said Ron, but
very quietly.

They had Potions that afternoon, which was an unqualified disaster. Professor Snape and his comments had Coventina insulting in the most gentle way possible while Antares Black was once again see with the blonde girl who had a high ego.

"That girl doesn't give the good girl type of vibe but instead she gave me bitch vibe." Marlene comments.

"Because she is." Delphina scoffs.

"She gives the 'eekkkk'!" Aelora grins.

Then came Astronomy at midnight, up on the tallest tower; History of Magic on Wednesday morning, Wednesday afternoon meant Herbology, in the greenhouses under a baking-hot sun; then back to the common room once more, with sunburnt necks, thinking longingly
of this time next day, when it would all be over.

Their second to last exam, on Thursday morning, was Defense Against the Dark Arts. Professor Lupin had compiled the most unusual exam any of them had ever taken;

A sort of obstacle course outside in the sun, where they had to wade across a deep paddling pool containi─ ng a grindylow, cross a series of potholes full of Red Caps, squish their way across a patch of marsh while ignoring misleading directions from
a hinkypunk, then climb into an old
trunk and battle with a new boggart.

"Excellent, Cub," Remina muttered as Coventina climbed out of the trunk,
smirking. "Full marks."

"A genius daughter from genius parents."

But the smirk soon falter. "I got full marks too, mother." Antares grinned proudly, entering the room with his 'perfect Heir' aura surrounding him.

"Ugg, I hate when he plays the Perfect Heir thing." Draco groaned.

"I am proud of you." Remina smiled and kissed the forehead of Antares who nodded while his eyes locked on Coventina.

"Je suis heureux de te revoir, ma
douce déesse." Antares's perfect french frustrated Coventina who have been learning the language
from a book.

"I need to learn that damn French language!"

"Whatever, Black." Coventina said while hearing Granger complaining at how she had failed all her exams. She sighed as both started arguing about the animals of Hagrid yet Coventina sulked silently, missing her babies.

"Aww, she missed her Merlin-damn fucking─sorry─dangerous animals!"
The sarcasticness in Draco's tone was
not taken serious by Coventina who
glared at her cousin.

"You wish to be their dinner?"

"N-no ma'am."

"Good boy."

All around her, people were talking excitedly as they ate their lunch, happily anticipating the end of the exams that afternoon.

Coventina's and her siblings' last exam was Divination; Granger's, Muggle Studies. They walked up the marble staircase together; Granger left them on the first floor and the Laskos siblings proceeded all the way up to the seventh, where many of their class were sitting on the spiral staircase to Professor Trelawney's classroom, trying to cram in a bit of last-minute studying.