Rory wasn't looking forward to this stupid tutoring session at all. She had no idea how her parents had gotten wind of it, but they'd practically forced her to sign up for tutoring in her worst classes. Transfiguration might be alright, she figured, as she wouldn't actually mind being better at those spells, but History of Magic? Why would you ever need to know about boring things that happened too long ago to even remember exactly when they happened? The subject was just one of the school's many torture devices, she was sure of it. She had even contemplated not showing up to the session, but Rory knew her parents would find out about that too, and then she'd definitely be missing out on some sort of reward. She didn't know what exactly, but its promise in return for a passing grade had been part of the forcing that had brought her here.
Rory didn't even know what this tutor was supposed to look like, just that it was some older boy. Boys normally didn't care about school, though - maybe that would work in her favour and he wouldn't make her read over a ton of boring stuff. Not that he could make her do it anyway, Rory thought stubbornly. She'd like to see him try. Entering the library, late in an attempt to make the tutoring session shorter, Rory gave the people she could see a quick look-over. Nothing screamed 'tutor here to make your life hell' at her so, shrugging, she decided to just find him by process of elimination - that would take even more time out of the session she thought, grinning to herself. Rory turned to her left, heading towards the first older boy she saw. "Are you the stupid History of Magic tutor?" she asked, impatient for him to answer so she could go and bother the next one.