We're the Weasleys || Weasley Next Gen

Chapter 47- Cassiopeia's POV

She looks at me with hurt in her eyes, but I really don't know what to say or do to help the situation, I've never been good with other people's emotions. "He snores when he sleeps, and he picks his nose. You can do a lot better than him." I say in hopes to make her feel better.

It does much to my surprise and she laughs, "Come on, let's go eat."

The next week or so flew past in a rush of compositions and new spells. It feels like I haven't left the library since the Gryffindor party. Which honestly isn't that bad, I like it in here.

I'm one of the few students that don't use a muggle laptop to do my assignments and things. People everywhere have got their laptops on and are typing furiously at the keys trying to get things done. I sort of want one, I mean it would make things so much easier to do, and the library has a few printers so I could have my composition done in a few hours rather than a few days. And it'll save money on parchment.

I don't think mum and dad would like me to have one though. I mean they would get me one because I want it and Dad has this whole thing about getting us everything we want because Nan and Pops couldn't get him a bunch of stuff when he was a kid but I know that Mum doesn't want us to rely on muggle technology very much.

"Hey, have you seen your brother recently?" Molly says as she sits down in front of me at my desk.

I look at her, "Nope, he's probably on the quidditch pitch or getting high by the lake."

She groans, "I've checked all those places, just thought that you would know where else to check."

"Why do you need him?"

The tip of her ears go pink, "He saw me last week at the Gryffindor party with... you know what? Doesn't matter why I need him. If you see him around let him know I want to talk."

She gets up and leaves and I watch her walk out of the library for a minute before going back to my notes.

No one bothers me for the rest of the day but I didn't expect anyone to say anything to me honestly. Albus and Scorpius now have each other, Rose misses Ophelia, Freddie's off doing whatever, and I haven't seen Darcy in a long time.

As the library closes up Madam Pince comes over to me and helps me put some of my books away, "We are starting a tutoring program in the library. With grades like yours, you would make an excellent tutor Miss Weasley." She says to me.

"I'm only in third year, I wouldn't be much help," I say putting my parchment and things back in my bag.

Madam Pince looks at me, "You would help a lot of first-year students. And I know of a few third years that could use help from a smart witch like you."

I smile and put my backpack on, "I'll think about it. Can I let you know on Monday?"

"We're meeting on Monday, so just come by the library if you want and we can get you working with a student that needs your help."

I smile and nod before leaving the library. Darcy is waiting on the other side of the door. "Hey, long time no see," I say to him.

"How's Ophelia doing?" He asks as we start walking down the corridor.

I shrug, "I've written a few owls to her but mum says that she can't write back quite yet and Leah doesn't want mum or dad to do it for her."

Darcy laughs to himself, "Stubborn git isn't she?"

"Definitely."

We walk in silence for a bit, "Sorry I haven't been around much. I've been a lousy friend as of late."