exam season was your least favourite. everyone was always tired and snappy, and the people that were overly cheerful about them got the shitty end of it.

unfortunately, this year would be no different for you. you'd been sat in the library for at least four hours, your head buried into the books and parchments. yet it felt as though you'd made no progress at all.

the only moment you raised your head was when theodore came over, taking a seat beside you. which you ignored almost completely and went back to studying.

after a while he must have gotten bored because he began to read over your books, eyes scanning your potions essay.

"you messed up," he murmured to not disturb anybody and you snapped your head up, utterly shocked. you couldn't have? you'd deciphered everything needed, it's not possible.

"what? where?" you whispered, a slight tone of irritation and subtle shock to your voice as you took the parchment from between his fingers and he pointed to a paragraph.

"it doesn't make much sense, and you also spoke about a completely different potion." you let out a small sigh but your head was racing. it was a simple fix but you'd moved on from that hours ago.

you dipped your quill back into the inkwell and began writing away, scratching noises heard. you could only hope you'd be able to get it right this time.