Brigitte groaned and dropped her head back against the couch in the student lounge. She stared at the ceiling and shook her head. “I actually am wanting another potions test. Me!” she said, snapping her head onto Walt and pointing at herself. “Well, I don’t want any bloody test but I would rather have a potions one then a stupid charms one. Ugh!” She dropped her head bac again.
“We should have brought some food from dinner,” she complained. Because after dinner was the only time she ever had to study. “And why is it so damn hot in here?!” Up her arms went in the air again. Shaking her head, Brigitte shoved the sleeves of her sweatshirt up. It kept getting in the way of her being able to use her wand. Technically, though, it was Eph’s sweatshirt. She had stolen it from him the last time they had snuck out.
“Let’s just get this over with.”




