Post by mary elizabeth macdonald on Oct 18, 2011 19:58:35 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding-left:16px; padding-top:0px; padding-right:0px; padding-bottom:0px; background-image:url(http://i51.tinypic.com/2nbr3oi.jpg) ] And I know that he knows I'm unfaithful and it kills him inside. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ”You may go now. Keep in mind that N.E.W.T’s are approaching faster than you think, so please take some time to study.” Relieved, Mary gathered up her remaining charms notes and put them neatly in the black bag beside her cauldron. It was her seventh and final year at Hogwarts, and with that last year of school came the last exam of her final school year. Even if the exams were still months away, she needed to study. She was big on getting good marks and these were probably the most important exams a seventeen year old was ever going to take, because this was marking how much they knew and whether they were going to make it in their desired career. Her wanting to do something in the medical field called for special attention and extra care. Brewing potions or mending bones could be a very dangerous business, and messing up one small detail could cause devastation. Which was exactly why she was so determined to try her best and study harder than she had in the previous six years of her school life. If her parents could see how dedicated to her grades she had always been, they would be very proud of her. Though, they weren’t exactly supportive of her wanting to remain working within the magical community. They would have preferred it if she did something “normal” with her life. That was probably the most frustrating thing about coming from non-magical parents; they didn’t understand her place in the magical world. They didn’t understand that she was a part of something so special, even if she had not been born into that world. In fact, that was a common argument with her mother, who insisted that Mary used her summer studies to go to a muggle university and be a nurse once she completed that schooling, if she was so interested in medical work. Mary doubted that her mother would ever understand how different the two practices were from each other. Magical medicine was what she was preparing to practice and muggle medicine dulled in comparison. Pushing her parents’ words from her mind, Mary left the charms classroom very relieved to be done with classes for the next few hours. She had a double break coming up, and she was determined to use that time to study for her upcoming exams. It was her life and she was not about to let her parents change her mind about what she wanted to do after school. The magical world was her world, and in the muggle world she was nothing but a frequent visitor. One day, she would make her family understand why she was so fascinated with it, and why it was so important to her. She would make them see how it really was a huge part of the woman she was becoming. Walking down the corridor, heading towards the library to study, Mary smiled at every friendly face she passed by and tried to ignore the ones that gave her the stink-eye. Most of the unfriendly faces were those of Slytherins and they were the least important people to her at the moment. As she was heading up the stairs that lead from the third floor on up to the fourth, a girl from Herbology, Carole Jensen, stopped her. “Herbology isn’t my best subject. I didn’t really understand what Sprout wanted us to identify.” Mary wasn’t about to argue with Carole about the Herbology part, the girl couldn’t tell wormwood from mandrake root if you wanted her to. Carole had been one that Mary had to constantly help out, even if the two were from two different houses. With Carole being a Hufflepuff and from Professor Sprout’s house, she would have imagined the girl to do better, but that wasn’t the case. Still, Mary didn’t helping about a friend in need “She just wanted us to identify the six basic uses for mandrake, which include restoring anyone who has been petrified and cures for certain types of acne.” She told her and Carole nodded “Thanks Mary, I would fail if it weren’t for you. I’m rubbish at the subject.” Mary watched as her Hufflepuff friends retreating back, she supposed Carole was off to her next class. As she continued up the stairs Mary’s bag started to feel heavy on her left shoulder so she stopped to switch it to the right. ”That feels much better.” she told herself, continuing to the library once she was comfortable again and her back stopped hurting. Mary went to run her long, slender fingers through her dark brown hair but found that she couldn’t. She had forgotten that she had pulled it back into a bun that morning, just like she did almost every day. Pulling the purple flower clip from the elastic that was holding her bun, Mary took her hair out and it fell all about her shoulders, running down her back. She ran her fingers all through it to make it look less like it had just been let down and then she took the flower and clipped it on the right side of her head. Now she felt a little more comfortable, even if she was still in her Gryffindor robes, knowing she would have to remain in uniform since her classes were not yet over. Finally at the top of the stairs Mary saw the large wooden door that lead into the library, it was not far from the Gryffindor common room either. In fact, she could see the stairs leading up towards Gryffindor tower from where she stood. Fighting the temptation of going back to the common room for the next two hours, Mary pushed the door to the library open and stepped inside. As she looked around she noted that there weren’t very many students in there. In the corner she saw a small group of Ravenclaws studying, with two Hufflepuffs sitting not far from them. Then she saw one solitary Gryffindor boy sitting alone, she recognized him as Peter Pettigrew, he was in her year but she found him oddly creepy. Pettigrew, she knew, hung around with James, Remus and Sirius but Mary didn’t understand why they accepted him as one of them. Peter Pettigrew was just so…weird. And not as all as talented as them, not even in the slightest. Choosing to ignore this boy, Mary grabbed herself a table and sat down at it. Settling in first, Mary set her wand on the table in front of her, just in case she would need it. And then she grabbed all of her notes from the day so far. Charms was on the top of that list so she started to study those notes, drawing herself away from any distraction that could be in the library for the time being. |
