Aug 16, 2014
~Open//Pottertalia Verse
~ Isabela had been attempting to do some studying for Potions, since that was quickly becoming her worst class so far. The library had been her first choice, but something about the atmosphere had made it a bit hard for her to focus very well. She had always been an outdoor person, so the fifth year decided that she would try and change the scenery a bit. Isabela now sat outside the school on a bench with her legs crossed, and the textbook balanced on them.
It hadn't even been ten minutes when her attention already started to waver, and with a huff, the Gryffindor ran her hand through her wavy hair. "Dios Mio..this is ridiculous. How does anyone learn this stuff?"