Who: Andromeda Black and Ted Tonks
Where: The library!
What: Meetings and all.
When: Late January, 1971
She really should have been studying harder, all things considered. It wasn't that she didn't have motivation to do so -- she
did want sorely to become some sort of useful person in the Wizarding World so that she wouldn't have to rely on her family's fortune for her whole life (the thought of it left a bad taste in her mouth) ... but she
did like he spare time, and homework during the year just seemed like a
waste.
That was why she'd gotten Elena Nottingham to do her potions work. She hadn't bullied her ...
much. It had been more of a gentle sort of half-true prodding, really!
No, really.
Andromeda tapped her sugar quill against her lower lip and kicked a foot up onto the table in front of her, leaning back in her chair far enough that the front two legs lifted up off the ground.
Okay, applications of wormwood include... Merlin, she was bored already.