“You are going to get a book, aren’t you Greengrass?

Tessa was making a grand show of not paying attention to anything or anyone despite having arrived in class early. In fact when Ashby drawled her surname she pulled a face that was almost startled before carelessly flipping a page in her book.  "MMM...What was that?  Oh, I have one."  She lifted the  thick well worn paper back she held in her lap, and then almost leisurely flipped a page.

She was almost four hundred pages into 'The Missing Match' although it must be acknowledged that she was reading these last hundred pages a lot slower than she'd read the first.  Everyone who followed Quidditch knew what happened after the match of 1877.  In August the wizarding world had woken up with no memory of the matches at all, but English Beater Lucas Bargeworthy was missing most of his teeth, Canadian Seeker Angelus Peel’s knees were on backwards and half the Argentinian team were found tied up in the basement of a pub in Cardiff.  The book had started out a fascinating look into what might have happened, but now the matches were done, Bargeworthy and Peel were in the middle of a fight over a girl, and goblins were spiking the mead in the pub.  In a few pages  the book would be over, and the cast of characters would forget all about it.  Like it never happened in the first place.

The thought made Tessa oddly melancholy, even if it was only a story.  She turned another page with a little more venom than was called for and nicked her finger on the parchment.

"Anyway, aren't you graduating soon Grayson?  It's about time you learned to do something for yourself."

She hadn't read, but she flipped the page again.