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Nicole had grabbed one of her school books and brought it out to the courtyard. It was a lot nicer out in the Courtyard than in her dorm, even with her roommate's attempts to spruce it up a bit. Nicole was coming to the conclusion she was going to spend as little time as possible this year in the Slytherin dorm, she was worried she'd get all pale and shrivel up if she went too long without sun light. Reading outside had seemed lovely in theory, Nicole had envisioned her sitting out under a tree, serenely turning pages while the wind ruffled her hair, but it wasn't really panning out. She was already bored of the stuffy textbook and the windy was mostly just flipping the pages whenever she wasn't paying enough attention. She half-wished she had brought one of the romance books she'd stashed at the bottom of her trunk, but she didn't have the guts to be seen reading one of those anywhere yet. So instead, Nicole sighed, turning another page on her transfiguration book and pinning it down fiercely agains the persistent breeze. It was either out here with the book, or back in the dungeons, so she was staying put.
Nicole had grabbed one of her school books and brought it out to the courtyard. It was a lot nicer out in the Courtyard than in her dorm, even with her roommate's attempts to spruce it up a bit. Nicole was coming to the conclusion she was going to spend as little time as possible this year in the Slytherin dorm, she was worried she'd get all pale and shrivel up if she went too long without sun light. Reading outside had seemed lovely in theory, Nicole had envisioned her sitting out under a tree, serenely turning pages while the wind ruffled her hair, but it wasn't really panning out. She was already bored of the stuffy textbook and the windy was mostly just flipping the pages whenever she wasn't paying enough attention. She half-wished she had brought one of the romance books she'd stashed at the bottom of her trunk, but she didn't have the guts to be seen reading one of those anywhere yet. So instead, Nicole sighed, turning another page on her transfiguration book and pinning it down fiercely agains the persistent breeze. It was either out here with the book, or back in the dungeons, so she was staying put.