Today was the day Nick decided he would study. He much preferred doing so many other things. Like Quidditch. Or literally anything else. But he had to do well, or things would not be any good. His dad would hate it if he didn't do as well as Lucius did, and Lucius set a high bar. Nick was staring at the book, but the words were coming to him very difficult. He whispered the words to himself while he read, though he had to read over it a couple times before he understood what it was trying to say. He pulled out his fake glasses, and slid them onto his face. He looked smarter when he did this so no one could tell he was struggling even if he was on the same page he was on for the last ten minutes.

Deciding he had spent enough time on the page, despite not getting all of the information, he turned the page. He had to keep up appearances after all. He'd just spend more time on that page later reading the rest later. He just hoped it wasn't like that history book he read where the last page needed to be understood before the next one could be understood. Luckily it made some sense. It was about hinkypunks, and listing things, not necessarily building up on things. Just little facts for right now.