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[attr="class","textbodraven"]Exams were picking up once again and Maya was feeling the heat. Fourth year was coming at her fast and Maya just wanted to keep up. She needed to beat last year's marks, she needed to work harder at her ballet lessons, she needed to do it all. Because that was in her blood--right? Going above and beyond, being the best of the best. Her father was like that. He had gone to a great law school and he was a fantastic lawyer. And a fantastic father. Even Mac did that, although Maya's incredibly intense mother was not quite as good at being a parent as her father was. Still, she worked hard. She was the best in her business, and she had even been a pop star once upon a time. Maya would be lying if she said she didn't look up to Mac. Yes, they did have a strained relationship--that much was obvious by Maya's insistence on calling her Mac instead of Mum--but she loved her. Maya knew that she tried, anyways, and that did count for something. Maya was going to try and accept that it counted, anyways.

Maybe three electives was too much. On top of ballet and band, she really did have a lot on her plate. But there was no going back now and Maya Poole did not fail, so she would get a hang of this. At least she didn't have to worry too much about Astronomy and Arithmancy. Those were practically her best classes, and History of Magic was going quite well, too. But Potions... that would prove to be a disaster, if she didn't buckle down and get it together. It had never really been her subject, always giving her a bit of a headache. Maya was determined to drop the course once she started NEWT-levels... but until then, she had exams. And then OWLs next year, so for now, Maya had to find a way to endure Potions. Which meant countless hours of studying had to be put into this. And her last attempt at pulling an all-nighter had resulted in Maya narrowly missing her time slot and chatting with The Grey Lady past curfew.

For today, though, Maya was trying out the theory of a support network. Studying with people was supposed to help somehow--right? So she had set up at a table in the library with one of her year and house mates, Donald, in the hopes that it would help her out a little. Or a lot, anyways. A lot was what she was hooping for. Anyways, they had been at it for a couple of hours now, and the evening was slowly coming to a close. Maya glanced up from her work for a moment and looked over at her classmate. "How's studying coming along for you?" she asked curiously.

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Donald enjoyed learning, a lot and he enjoyed astronomy, it was a hobby of his. So he was ecstatic to be studying his favourite subject with one of his housemates. The 14-year-old was feeling a bit nervous about the year ahead, while it only just started the pale skinned boy thought that it was never too early to start studying for the exams at the end of the school year, nor to get ahead of the subject, any subject for that matter. He supposed that it was typical Ravenclaw behaviour to want to be ahead on the studies, but that wasn’t really a bad thing in his opinion. Doing well in school was important after all, failing would have a negative impact on the rest of someone’s life. That was the last thing that Don would want for himself.

The Ravenclaw seeker reflected on how little time he seemed to have for anything at the moment. He found himself having to study harder for the lessons, the extra-curricular studying he undertook, attending the clubs that he was a member of and, of course, training for Quidditch. This year he was determined that Ravenclaw would win the Quidditch cup, he felt that they did so well last year and that this year they could take the cup. He pushed the thoughts of quidditch out of his mind, now was not the time to think about that. He did consider that he should drop some of his classes, but that wasn’t his style. It would feel like a failure if he was forced to let some lessons go. The young boy was not about to do that.

It was a relief to be studying with someone else in any case. It would probably help them both to focus on the subject, it would help the duo not get too distracted, and it would allow the pair to discuss any ideas or hammer out any questions that they had. Donnie supposed that he probably should try to study with other people a bit more.

The Welsh wizard looked over at his housemate when she asked him a question ”It is going well…” he said in all honesty. The spiky-haired boy was not struggling with his studying, it was all fascinating stuff, and Don was sure that he was getting his head around it alright. ”…I think anyway.” he added not wanting to sound too overconfidence or conceited. ”I mean, there is some interesting stuff with the star charts but…” he toyed with asking her about something. While he didn’t want to appear like he didn’t know something, especially with his pet topic of astronomy, he supposed that the entire idea of having a study buddy was to ask each other questions. Besides, he was pretty sure that she would not judge him for bouncing ideas off of her. Donald just hoped that she would not lead him astray either with the wrong answer.

”I am just wondering if I got the mapping of Draco exactly right for 11 pm, and I am not sure I got the stars right. Is Thuban’s declination right either.” he showed his parchment to Maya and looked at his housemate to see if she had any idea of it he was correct or not. The teenaged lad thought that he was, but he wasn’t 100% sure.