Scorpius was no stranger to late night studying or late night shifts, but this time around his all-nighter really hit him like a truck. There was no amount of coffee that could wake him up and he wasn’t willing to use a spell when he wasn’t sure he could even remotely say words. Instead he found himself sitting on a bench in a park, in the middle of London staring at people as they waltzed passed him. He would listen to a random conversation but found himself not really actually paying attention to anyone.










