Teddy and James Sirius are sitting in front of each other in the Library, chatting about their day. Teddy is crushing real hard on Victoire and well… it’s usually not easy to handle the feels.
James Sirius: […] so you know I was handing over a finished essay, in all specified terms, there was nothing wrong with the parchment being replaced by toilet paper right?!
*a Victoire sauvage suddenly appears*
Victoire: Hey just passing by, we have a study session tomorrow at 7 with the First Years don’t be late!
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