Lester sighed and tilted his body to lean a little against her shoulder, like they were children again. As long as no one came to see them, he thought this was fine. "I think I'm going to fail all my OWLs," he admitted, unhappily. And then, because he heard how dramatic it was as soon as he said it out loud, he sighed again. "Alright, that's not it. I think I'm not going to do as well on them as I want to."

Then he wouldn't be able to be a healer, or do any of his NEWT-involved backup plans that he wanted so badly, and he would never end up being like his older brothers. And that was just as bad as failing outright.

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