Eva sat in the Slytherin common room, idly flipping through the Daily Prophet. Boring, boring, crazy, boring, idiot fool, she thought aimlessly as turned the pages, scanning her eyes over the articles. It was just so hard to care about anything when everything really wasn't all that interesting. After all? Who cared if the cauldron thickness was going to increased?
Not her. That was for one.
She scanned the paper for familiar names, the only thing that was useful, her charmed notebook resting against her leg as she sat on the sofa. It was feeling a bit empty. Unfortunately, so was the news apparently, and she sighed. People were really quite useless, even in this mode.
Not her. That was for one.
She scanned the paper for familiar names, the only thing that was useful, her charmed notebook resting against her leg as she sat on the sofa. It was feeling a bit empty. Unfortunately, so was the news apparently, and she sighed. People were really quite useless, even in this mode.
