Alice wasn't avoiding Sloane, but she also wasn't seeking out her roommate either. The study session the other day created feelings she didn't want to address. She was meant to be the guiding hand of her friends, the responsible one, and yet here she stood nearly blinded by jealousy. And why? Because Cameron and Sloane had an easy banter? Aside from last year that was how they always were, so clearly it couldn't be that.

She was relaxing against the headboard of her bed, her potions textbook open in front of her, when Sloane came barrelling in. Her illegible scrawl filled the margins, notes on the missing steps all potions textbooks seemed to have. However, those notes were what Alice was determined to focus on this evening. At least, until Sloane broke the quiet.

"You say that every year," she teased gently, though she made no move to set aside her textbook. "After next year you can drop all but three and focus on quidditch."