Olive Mayfield
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Olive gave a little giggle, curled up in the corner of the Hogwarts Library with a book. Her hand held her hair from her face, and her head was tilted to the side a little with a sweet smile. The Hufflepuff Fourth Year had had a quiet Winter, helping in the shop when she wasn't out exploring. Last time she had had extensive time to relax in Brightstone, she was mourning the loss of her cousin. The time to relax worked wonders for Olive, she was far more relaxed and able to concentrate on school again. Wishing that she was allowed her waterbottle in the library, Olive leaned against the wall and straightened her posture again, feeling her lower back complain at her.
Turning another page, Olive heard a voice call out in the back of the library. "for crying out loud-" she muttered, stopping herself just in time that the Librarian didn't hear her. A whisper, a complaint, she heard it all. Why do they still come in here to talk? the Hufflepuff thought, scowling as she re-read the page she couldn't focus on before.
Turning another page, Olive heard a voice call out in the back of the library. "for crying out loud-" she muttered, stopping herself just in time that the Librarian didn't hear her. A whisper, a complaint, she heard it all. Why do they still come in here to talk? the Hufflepuff thought, scowling as she re-read the page she couldn't focus on before.