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Ancient Runes, in Sage's opinion, is the greatest thing to ever feature on the Hogwarts elective subject list. Like, yeah, Herbology is still one her favourite things ever, and Astronomy is still her strongest subject, but Merlin above, Ancient Runes!
(see: the seating plan, in which Laurent is sat next to Granger)
So, Sage is sat there nattering away to Hermione, who nods along as she scrawls across her page.
"-and then we actually did end up riding the rollercoaster, then we got chucked out of the funfair," Sage says. Hermione stifles a giggle and bites down on her fist.
"That's hilarious." Her eyes keep drifting to Sage's open pencil-case, from where a packet of freshly-sharpened, brightly-coloured HBs are flirting with her.
"Er- did you want a pencil?" Sage asks, one of the glittery things in her hand as an offering. "They're Lisa Frank. Well cool in American schools, apparently."
Hermione smiles timidly and takes the pencil from Sage, abandoning her quill on the desk. Her fingers brush against Sage's open palm and Sage probably could have melted right there, if it weren't for the fact she's both in a classroom and a closet.
Then the bell rings, they both check their timetables, and Sage scowls.
"Oh my God," she grumbles, crossing her arms. Hermione frowns, because Sage has been in this state of hyperactive elation for the past hour.
"What? What's the matter?"
"New Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher."
"You seem excited," Hermione snickers as they gather their things into their bags and Sage leads the way out of class.
"Never been happier in my life, babe."
"That's a lie. You almost wet yourself when we studied bowtruckles in Herbology last year."
Sage frowns to hide a smile. "Yeah, and we did promise to not talk about that, didn't we?"
"Yeah," Hermione agrees. "Right we did. Shall we go, then?"
The girl huffs out a breath, and trudges down the corridor after Hermione, who's itching to meet up with Harry and Ron after an hour apart, Sage thinks.
"Hurry up, Sage," Hermione says, seizing Sage's wrist and trying to pull her along, but Sage is trying to dig her heels into the floor and, well, Sage is an unstoppable force when she wants to be. She bodily forced Arielle to ride Space Mountain eight times in a row with her when they went to Disneyland in the summer.
"Have you ever been to Disneyland, Hermione?" Sage asks.
"No, but I've seen the adverts on telly," Hermione replies. "It looks really cool."
