Muggle Studies - Closed
Muggle Studies was usually the only class other than Divination that Rose was ever early for. This particular afternoon was no different, as she strode down the corridors on a mission to nab her favorite seat by the window before anyone else could beat her to it.
Unlike many of her harder classes, Rose found Muggle Studies to be exceptionally easy. Her mother was Muggle-born, after all, and had insisted Rose be raised with a perfect blend of Muggle and Magical upbringing. She liked to believe it made her a better person.
As she rounded the corner and neared the doorway to the classroom, she paused. Someone was sitting in her seat by the window. Her seat by the window. Hers. She always sat in that seat. So why was someone else's arse planted there today?
Groaning inwardly, Rose stepped closer through the doorway and peered at the back of the apparently female culprit. She was unable to recognize who, exactly, had had the bollocks to steal her seat, so she quietly made her way to the desk two rows behind the other girl.
Extending her arms out over the wood surface, she dropped the books with a loud thud in a passive-aggressive attempt to catch the other student's attention.
