Ernie Macmillan (hufflebadger) wrote in hallowed_times, @ 2013-05-14 01:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | ernie macmillan, morag mcdougal |
Who: Ernie Macmillan and Morag MacDougal
What: Playing chess
When: Monday afternoon
Where: Empty classroom near the library
The weekend had been interesting. For the most part, Ernie had studied for NEWTs, which was something he realized he should have been doing long before then. Back in his fifth year, he had spent nearly every waking moment studying for OWLs. If he wasn't in class, or doing Prefect-type things, he was studying. What had happened to that guy, anyway? Where had the drive to be on par with Morag gone? It had always been his silent ambition, be just as food as Morag, though it didn't really matter much anymore. Not since... well, he had to let that go, he told himself as he walked into the class he knew would be empty at this time of day with the chess board and pieces in his hand. Ernie was pretty rubbish at the game, but he could give it a go, and this would be a nice distraction. He needed one that didn't have anything to do with Hufflepuff. What better distraction than a childhood friend and a game she would absolutely cream him at? He set up the pieces, having told her where to go before leaving his commons, and waited. As he did, he conjured up little bubbles with his wand, making them form shapes as they rose int he air before bursting. He was working on hippocampi when the door opened and he turned to greet Morag.
"Halò!"