If only Ian hadn't butted into their discussion, Mary could have savored that adorable reaction of a boy her age clamming up and acting nervous. However, she didn't enjoy such joys when there was someone butting into their engagements, even if the matter had just been idle teasing. Word spread fast in Hogwarts and Slytherin especially, and regardless of what the matter was, Mary loathed the idea of her business getting out to other people. That's how trouble started; either someone ratted you out to the higher-ups in the social hierarchy and you had to adjust your plan, or they tried to spin a reason to tag with you, making your life all the more difficult because you didn't account for an additional idiot in your plan.
And Martha Rebecca Pleiades hated having to change her plans because of Hogwarts's student body of halfwits screwing them up.
"He overheard the old plan, the one that isn't the one I'm about to tell you," She replied as she planted herself down on one of the leather couches with an exasperated sigh, still trying to keep her voice low as her hazel eyes glanced back around to make sure Ian wasn't still trying to join in. Once that was done and hopefully Sam had joined her on the sofa, she hummed a moment, eyes closing and one set of fingers drumming away on her leg as she continued, "Which is... early in the morning, during breakfast or one of my class breaks. I'll dash into the library, peruse the books we want and mark them down, then hide them among the books of another shelf. Then we wait till the next day, hoping the senior burnout doesn't try following us on a different day and at a different time, and go in with your sister and check out the books."
Her eyes popped back open with an assured nod of her head and the repetitive drumming stopped, satisfied with the basics of the plan as they were. "Not the best plan, but we can make due since most people don't ever remember book titles and hate asking Madam Pince for help," She finished off before shrugging and looking to her friend for any suggestions, "Know a private room we and your sister could study in? Unused classroom, anything?"
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Ian Miles the Fourth
Ian rolled his eyes when she made her comment. He looked over at them. " Just to be clear, I honestly don't care about your plans, but if you are going to try something secret.... whispering in you know, the common room seems like a horrible plan. I mean, if you want a plan to work with little risk of anyone overhearing you, then perhaps you might want to find a more private place. The only reason I ever bothered to butt in is that either one of two things is going to happen. One, you are going to execute your plan, be it the new one or the old one flawlessly and no reprecussions will come from it. Or two, or as I like to call it, the more likely option, you will be caught and the whole house will get in trouble. Of course, then I would be forced to mention how I overheard you talking about your first plan and how I knew no more. Of course, there is option 3, but I'm not the type to rat out. I was going to do my own research on the topic, but you know, that hinders me if I rat. Of course, there is the fourth option and nothing happens because the books aren't there for some reason."
Ian didn't bother to wait for an answer, instead opting to read one of the many textbooks for school or at least pretend too.
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When Sam found himself dragged over to the couch, he watched Mary take a seat before sitting down himself. He ran a hand through his blond hair, honestly not amused by the idea of changing their plans. It seemed, however, as if they didn't have a choice. "I'll be fine with that so long as we don't have to keep changing our plans due to interference." He honestly wasn't excited about the idea of too many additional people joining them, so if it could be avoided Sam would most certainly find this plan more appealing.
"But, yes, I do know plenty of unused classrooms we could hide in to review our materials. There are actually quite a few rooms we could use." Sam was more than familiar with spots around the school that were the least populated and when exactly no people were around them. During his breaks, the blond spent most of his time looking for more places where he could be alone to read in silence or just to be away from others if he was having a bad day with his illness.
Hearing what Ian had to say once again, a frown spread over Sam's lips. "He is right, you know," the boy whispered to Mary. "We shouldn't be talking about this here. More people are bound to overhear us if we just sit in the common room--even if we do keep our voices quiet." He said nothing in response to Ian's hypothetical options, honestly not worried about the consequences. As far as he was concerned, he was punished daily by his illness, so being punished by the school was something he could tolerate if it came down to it.
The teen stretched his arms after speaking and yawned, sinking down further into the couch. He was honestly beginning to feel a bit sleepy after having dealt with their long day, but tried to shake off the feeling because he still needed to go unpack his belongings in a little while.
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"But, yes, I do know plenty of unused classrooms we could hide in to review our materials. There are actually quite a few rooms we could use." Sam was more than familiar with spots around the school that were the least populated and when exactly no people were around them. During his breaks, the blond spent most of his time looking for more places where he could be alone to read in silence or just to be away from others if he was having a bad day with his illness.
Hearing what Ian had to say once again, a frown spread over Sam's lips. "He is right, you know," the boy whispered to Mary. "We shouldn't be talking about this here. More people are bound to overhear us if we just sit in the common room--even if we do keep our voices quiet." He said nothing in response to Ian's hypothetical options, honestly not worried about the consequences. As far as he was concerned, he was punished daily by his illness, so being punished by the school was something he could tolerate if it came down to it.
The teen stretched his arms after speaking and yawned, sinking down further into the couch. He was honestly beginning to feel a bit sleepy after having dealt with their long day, but tried to shake off the feeling because he still needed to go unpack his belongings in a little while.
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