Nigel was not pleased about the impending Christmas holidays. He wasn't pleased about much these days but he certainly wasn't pleased about spending a few weeks with his grandparents. After that night, it was only three sleeps to go. Three sleeps! He wished he was staying at school.
At least he would see his mother again, and hopefully Clemmy too. After the incident with the bridge in Padmore Park (really, Yaxleys had the worst luck) it would be nice to make sure his sister was better with his own two eyes.
With his usual enthusiasm (and lack thereof), the Slytherin collapsed onto his bed. He really couldn't be bothered to get changed for bed. He probably should have done his homework, but he couldn't be bothered doing that either. Instead of doing either, he merely sat up on his bed and randomly started picking off bits of dirt that had found their way onto his prefect badge. Because that took absolutely no effort. And procrastination ftw.
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stunning set by Soph!