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Leaning back against one of the benches in the courtyard, Mari smiled widely and pulled another flower from her lap to weave it into the rest of the crown she was making. It was a perfect day for sitting outside and making crowns. She'd gone outside the school to grab her flowers but found the courtyard one of her favorite places as a more relaxing place to make the crowns she was so fond of making. With the warmth of the sun coming through into the courtyard, it was just a peaceful, happy place. Usually she spent her extra time out here sketching, but she'd filled in her entire sketchbook and she had to wait for her father to send her a new one. She could have gone down to Narrie and bought herself one, but her father found the best ones with just the right thickness to the pages and just the right texture. He'd said in his last letter that he'd send one within the week so she just had to waste time until he could send it. She'd already finished all of her homework for this week and had even begun reading ahead in one of her classes. Mari wasn't one to spend extra time on her classes, so it really showed how bored she was without her sketching. Smiling and humming to herself, she finished wrapping the flowers into the perfect crown and then stood up, turning to the student who was sitting on the bench and plopping the flower crown on their head. "There. Beautiful. Now we're friends!" She smiled widely and sat back down, starting to make another flower crown.
Stanley's attempt at reading his text books had amounted in less reading and more pinwheeling in his position on one of the common room couches- from hunched over a coffee table to lounging horizontal and finally upside down with his feet hooked over the backrest. Back at home, his tutor had given up on getting Stanley to read anything compared to walking him through it with a handhold tactic. Now he was on his own though, and his brand new school books still creaked when he opened them. After another minute of squinting into his Magical Theory text, he groaned and tossed it onto the table, rolling over to pick up his Herbology book instead. "Alright. Memorising some plant stuff. I can do that." He announced to nobody, standing on the couch in his socks and pyjamas. Pike gave himself one stride across the 3-seater sofa to skim a page of details, and then the walk back to the other side to recite them without looking. Pike marched back and forth bouncing lightly on the cushions as he went, talking out loud to himself as he listed off plant species- looking pleased when he even managed to recall the names and properties in the short window he gave himself. The mild productivity came to a crashing halt however, as so did Stanley. Maybe the couch was at the end of its lifespan anyway, but his jumping around on the furniture was certainly the last straw to breaking the armrest from the body of the couch with an almighty crash. Pike went sprawling onto the floor as he lost his balance and tripped over it to boot, his book skittering and his limbs flailing. What was sure to have been only a mild irritation to any other Sturts in their rooms turned into a brief cacophony of broken furniture and cussing teenager, followed by silence. Stanley groaned quietly as he rolled over, wide-eyed surprise to have broken school property without the intent to do so. "Oh- oh shit. There has to be a spell for this." With brand new enthusiasm, he sat on the floor and reached for another textbook while drawing his wand. Ok, Pike. Time to be a wizard!