InsaneJournal

RP: Back to Boredom
Characters: Scorpius, open
Time/Date: Evening, September 3
Location: Slytherin commons
Warnings/Rating: PG?
Summary: Scorpius is pretending to do homework.
Status: Closed



He wouldn't say he was surprised that three days back and he already had several hours of work piled up on the table in front of him - he was well aware that that was how school worked, given that he'd attended it for seven odd years now - he was more annoyed. He'd expected the workload to double over the summer, but he wasn't really impressed with the amount that he had to do now, particularly with Quidditch matches being all piled into the first term the way they were this year.

Granted, he'd rather bust his arse getting all the matches over with before the TriWizard Tournament really started than not have Quidditch at all, but. Still. He was going to complain about the inconvenience. He was a Malfoy. Things were meant to come easily, with little effort on his part.

His eyes wandered the common room, setting sight on a few faces that were less than familiar. Namely the returnees as they were being called who'd been dispersed in the houses - specifically at the moment Regulus Black, sitting in the far corner, engrossed in studies. He felt his back prickle with jealousy that he could remain so focused on the boring schoolwork, but he recognized that the other had decades worth of material to catch up on just to be on the same page with the other students. All the returnees did. He wondered how much Black would gloat when he finally did get caught up, if he ever did.

Not to be outdone by someone so outdated, Scorpius heaved a great sigh and went to return to his studies, still vaguely wishing for something to distract him from tedium.