@mudbloodiisms she’s slightly O F F E N D E D by the statement. what the hell was that supposed to mean? her jaw sets in place as she lets the words sink in and of course, hermione knows how to keep a cool head about her. brushing some bushy brown hair away from her face, she allows her tongue to probe her lesser lip in one swift motion to moisten it before replying.
❛ OH, it’s rather simple really. you just deal with it, you don’t let it get to you and then you justM O V E on. or you could WALLOW in self pity where no one can see you. ❜
Such a sharp answer wasn’t what she was expecting to hear. Mary gave a look of surprise, lips formed into a perfect ‘o’ and eyes widened in shock, towards the bushy haired girl. She looked up from the book, towards the girl, then down towards the book again, and once more towards the girl. How did she get that answer from this? Mary had taken a seat with the other girl, hoping to get a good amount of studying done. Least to say, she hadn’t been able to keep studying as proficiently and now her head was a mess of pain. How could the other handle it? Maybe the girl was just that sickened of Mary’s weak intellect. She should have taken heed to the rumors about the bushy haired girl was a bookaholic and stayed away. It was best if Mary retired herself from this session before anymore similar insults were given. But Mary was loyal to her original beliefs, and attempted to think best of the girl. Closing her potions book, with her thumb used as a bookmark, she turned adjacently to the girl, speaking only in the kindest way possible. “Um, is there something that you’d like to talk about?”
