Dance of Fates

40

They said, "time heals everything, time tend to the lies and the truth, by making everything lost or forgotten if it was never mentioned,"

During this time of year, the library became filled with anxiously 5th year students, heads buried in books, hands scribbling down notes. Tears and faints over the slightest mistake they make, Why? It was O.W. L. S week and barely any of these students took time in their fourth year to actually prepare and instead procrastinated until the last minute.

Well, only a few groups, and particularly In one of the tables, six students specifically were—well doing their best.

Harry let out a groan before hitting his forehead on the table. "I can't," he said. "My brain...it doesn't have space anymore."

Ron let out a huffed laugh, "That's not a surprise,"

"Hey! as if your brain cells are better!" Harry exclaimed, lifting his head up and narrowing his eyes at the Gryffindor who was sitting across him.

"Mum will kill me if I fail, you didn't see what she did to the twins,"

"Shut up, your laziness drove you here," Hermione snapped between them.

"Why don't you help us then," Ron fought back.

"In your dreams! Let Quidditch help you,"

"'Mione, it's not the end if you do," Harry sighed.

"I'm sorry," Hermione let out a nervous laugh, "I'm just panicking right now. Tomorrow is the first exam,"

"Maybe if you guys piped down we'll be able to concentrate," Hermione said. "I literally only have one book down."

"I mean you were the one too distracted lurking around," Neville mumbled to Harry.

"Hey, I have my reason," Harry defended, "I just didn't think we'd have to study this much!"

"We have seven core classes and at least two electives," Dean started, "You really didn't think that would be a lot?"

Ron let out a distressed groan, "I regret getting three electives now," he said.

"Boys, please, we'll get kicked out at this rate," Hermione scolded the others she was sharing a table with. "You know what, how about we take a break, yeah?"

"What?" They all turned to her as if she grew up a second head.

"What, I'm not cruel!" She sounded offended.

They all stood up except for Harry, "Not coming?" Hermione raised a brow, Harry stood up about to gather his books when it hit him and sat back again, "Can't," he waved.

She paused thinking for a while, "Well, what do you struggle with?"

"Ancient Rune's a bit hard," he said then cheered up, "wanna help me!?"

"I will come later and help, but not borrowing my notes,"

"You could be a cruel nerdy sometimes 'Mione even Voldemort was a good student back in his days," he rolled his eyes.

Hermione's face reddened, "Did you just compared me with–"

"Mate, you still have a DADA, stop worrying!" Ron patted his shoulder, intervening in an upcoming fight between those two.