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5:47 A.M

Mione ❤️ :
Is anyone awake?
I'm headed to the
library and I'd like
some company. :)

wifey <3 :
i'm upppppp
but library? pass

Mione ❤️ :
Come on. 🙄

wifey <3 :
fiiiine. let me dress up
tho incase some cute girl
decides to show up

pans the pans 🍳 :
highly doubt anyone
except Mione would be
in the library AT 6 FYVKIU
AM IN THE MOTNKNG

morning* in caps. i cant
be bothered to correct

Mione ❤️ :
Oh, Pansy! You're up too!
Lets all go together

Seen by wifey <3, Pans the pans 🍳, Weaslette 💃

Pans the pans 🍳 :
can't hide gins. we see u 👁️‍🗨️

Weaslette 💃 :
ugh goddamit.
still cant stop me from
going to sleep tho :)

Pans the pans 🍳 :
NO COME BACK BE HERE

Me :
come backk be heeeeeere
this is when the feelin
sinks innnn i dont wanna
miss you like thisss 🕺

wifey <3 :
slayyyy. you're also
coming to the library btw.

Me :
im finna pull a ginny
and fall back asleep.
peace out 🏳️

***

Hermione felt better already. Breathing in the odor of all the ancient, reminiscent books, like she does everyday, does wonders to her mind. What she was bothered by though was her. Lavender Brown. Ron's ex-girlfriend. Ever possesive, ever repulsive.

"And I was like- 'that's so rude' and then he walked away! Like, the audacity, right?- Oh, Hermione," Lavender narrated in a lively way and paused abruptly when she spotted her. "You're here."

"I would agree that I'm here, yes." Hermione said, looking everywhere but at Lavender.

"Great. I'll get going." Lavender said, her tone conveying absolutely nothing.

"Okay."

"Okay."

Lavender shoved her books inside her bag and harshly tugged at it and left, leaving her friends to look at Hermione in an apologetic manner before following behind her.

"What was that all about?" Leanne asked, setting her hair behind her ears.

"Nothing. Just Lavender," Hermione says, sitting at the nearest table and opening her books.

"You mind if I leave for a few minutes? I'll go loiter in the romance section for a bit," Leanne asks, already getting up.

"Sure," Hermione absently responds, immersing in her own world already.

Leanne gets up, tucks her shirt in properly and starts walking. She had always adored libraries, something about the diversity of knowledge that exists between four walls seemed fascinating to her.

She had just passed the Non-Fiction aisle and entered into the Fantasy aisle when she spotted a familiar shade of blonde hair.

"Luna?" She found herself calling before she could think.

"Oh, Leanne, Good morning!" Luna chirped, picking up a copy of 'The Mists of Avalon'.

"Good morning. You come here every morning?" Leanne asks nervously, suddenly losing all her talking skills.

"No, not every morning. Just when I wake up early by accident," Luna replies in her usual airy tone, looking towards the book shelf. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, Mione needed company." Leanne says and awkwardly adds, "I was headed to the Romance aisle."

"Oh, I'll come with you," Luna says. 'Sweet, sweet Luna' Leanne thinks.

"Sure."

They walk beside each other for a while, Leanne brushing her hair with her fingers every second as she didn't know what else to do and Luna clutching on to her novel tight.

"You know, I went on a Nargle Hunt yesterday." Luna brings up randomly.

"Oh yeah? Caught any?" Leanne asks.

"No, as usual. It's like they sense when I'm coming and hide." She says, aloof.

"I'm sure they'll surrender to you one day." Leanne says encouragingly to which Luna made a weird noise which Leanne knew was her agreement noise.

***

addison rae wannabe 💅
8:35 A.M

you'll never guess
what just happened 😱

Me :

what happened

an unknown number
texted me !!!!

Me :
that isnt even that
shocking we put up our
numbers on the wall so
this was bound to happen 💁‍♀️

bitch ik ure jealous
that no one texted u yet

Me :
u got me there. but it
is not crime 🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️

also they SEXTED
not texted 😦

Me :
who does that at like
8 in the morning damn

i would not be texting
u if i knew, lea 🙏

Me :
im so sorry but i gotta go
im w luna

OMG. i cannot believe
u would dare turn on ur
phone anywhere near lulu.
that is so insulting i hope u
choke on a rubber band

Me :
i hope so too <3
Seen

***

"Pansy, what the fuck?" Ginny's voice booms through the dorm.

"I'm just saying- in case you have a date with someone you really want to impress-" Pansy tries to reason.

"NO!" Ginny yells.

"YES!" Pansy yells back. "It's not like I'm forcing you to wear it, I'm just asking you to provide this poor, skimpy outfit a home, that's it." She says, trying to sound as persuasive as she could.

"Fine." Ginny gives in, knowing Pansy would never back down.

"That’s my girl." Pansy smiles wide, holding up the little black dress and turning it around.

"Well, it does look cute," Ginny says, seeming to second doubt herself to which Pansy just grins in response.

"Fare thee well. I must partake my leave. Mayest thee exude thy innate allure," Pansy says, with the heaviest british accent, winks, walks to the door and it behind her.

Ginny sighs and turns on her phone. '10:37' it showed and below it the notification saying 'No new notifications' looked back at her, as if taunting her.

She opened her iMessage App, refreshed her chats about 7 times when finally, she got a text.

potter 💓

Heyyy

hii

Are u busy?

why?

No reason

there must be some
reason

🤫 Are u tho?

nah :)

Okay. I'll see u.

huhhh?
Delivered

***
end of chapter six.

;- ꒰ °RITZ SPEAKS!꒱ ✧.*

╰┈➤ two chapters in a day?! she must be on drugs! anyway, i have nothing to say so have fun reading on<3