Almost nearly was right: Mattie could barely see over Miss Potts’ head any more. Thank Merlin there would be tiny new first years about to make her feel tall, still, at Hogwarts. By next year, when she was out in the world, Matilda would be resigned to being the youngest again, no longer looking down from on high as the eldest students could.
But Millie was hardly too young to be uninteresting any more; she could hold a proper conversation... Well, usually. Mattie laughed. “Well, I didn’t need too many more,” she replied, quirking a brow over at the other girl but otherwise happy to run with the subject, “but I did get a new one for History of Magic, and I needed some new Potions scales. And I’ve bought some new fiction, for Book Club,” she added brightly, because that was fun reading. She didn’t know if any would be quite right for Book Club – because she could get away with reading adult books nowadays, and wasn’t always concerned about them having the appropriate moral lessons in them – but she might suggest them anyway, just to see. “Have you read anything good lately?”
But Millie was hardly too young to be uninteresting any more; she could hold a proper conversation... Well, usually. Mattie laughed. “Well, I didn’t need too many more,” she replied, quirking a brow over at the other girl but otherwise happy to run with the subject, “but I did get a new one for History of Magic, and I needed some new Potions scales. And I’ve bought some new fiction, for Book Club,” she added brightly, because that was fun reading. She didn’t know if any would be quite right for Book Club – because she could get away with reading adult books nowadays, and wasn’t always concerned about them having the appropriate moral lessons in them – but she might suggest them anyway, just to see. “Have you read anything good lately?”
