"Ugh.. Quidditch," Darla said with a roll of her eyes. "There are much more important things you could be doing with your time," she said in her best 'bossy' tone, unfortunately she was too soft spoken for it to really work that well. "Didn't anybody teach you to do your work before you ran off and played games?"
Sighing gently she reached out and gently pulled his book and parchment towards her. "What does your writing look like?" Darla knew that if you wanted to cheat, you had to do it well.