Holes

Sighing softly, Savannah ignored Ava as she plopped down, leaning against a wall. Staring down at the book in her hand, she ran her fingers over the cover absentmindedly. She was going to fail Transfiguration. She was sure of it.

Shaking, she flipped through the book, her wand curled in between her fingers. She was going to learn - no, master - every spell this book had. Or die trying.