Yes, Daisy did homework - all of her homework, usually above and beyond what was even asked of her. Despite the fact that she did all this for all of her classes, Daisy never exactly set time aside for studying. Daisy found time for studying between the things she'd much rather do. This normally included going outside, interaction with friends, or listening to Kirley play guitar. In fact, she could often adapt these events to include her studying. However, considering the day was nearly over, she had finished all of her work for the next day.

Daisy found herself outside, one of her more favorite spots for studying. She had also found that she was getting chilly and just in time, she finished her last assigned chapter. The Hufflepuff girl curled up her legs and pulled herself up off of the ground, her fingers grasping around the edges of her textbook. When Daisy would wander outside, she wandered far and long, and so to wander back meant passing quite a bit of the Hogwarts grounds. Yes, this meant she had spotted, in the midst of her peaceful studying, the boy that flustered her more than any other human being (perhaps even more than her mother). Daisy's blood ran hot. She was no longer chilly.

Subconsciously stomping instead of stepping now, Daisy's grip tightened on her book as she got closer to the Ravenclaw boy. Because she had lost whatever stubborn competition they were playing out in her journal, Daisy couldn't help but make a quick pause as she passed him. It was only a moment that she paused. The wind teased the hem of her skirt and she glared at the boy. "No one else to pester, Barty?" She stood tall beside him, enjoying the momentary height advantage - he was on the ground, afterall.