Overwhelmed (OPEN)

Theresa was stressed. There was far too much focus put on the stupid tournament and with even more students roaming the halls than usual, it was making sure that studying and the like was difficult. This year, for the first time in her life, she was falling behind. Well, not so much behind as not as ahead as she liked to be. Theresa was not the ordinary Ravenclaw. No, she was not born with some uncanny ability to absorb information. She worked hard for her grades, and that is what made the few months since the beginning of the year so difficult.

The library. It was the place where a girl could sit and read or study to her hearts content without interruptions. And so she had sat for the past three hours of a Saturday morning doing nothing but that. Nobody had bothered her so far, so she's managed to finish all of the Transfiguration textbook, and take notes for when they reached that chapter. That was definitely a step forward.

Just as she was about to begin on Potions, there was a thud, and a pile of unfamiliar books landed in front of her on the table top. Her eyes were slightly narrowed when she dragged them from the text in front of her to the person who had dared interrupt her solitude. Without a word, she raised an eyebrow as the stranger, as if to ask what the hell they wanted.