Antoinette bit her lip at the chaos her "studying" had caused in the common room yet again. Books were strewn across the floor while papers, both blank and filled with various notes, occupied one of the couches and two of the study tables. At least the common room was empty at the moment otherwise there probably would have been some awkward questions about the topic of her current research. Looking around, the sixth year pushed the library text off her lap and stood up with a wince. Sitting cross-legged on the floor for several hours didn't make the body feel too well afterwards.

Antoinette began moving around the room, picking up the books first and sorting them into two piles: her personal books and the library books. While she had quite a few books of her own, there were still more from the library when she finished. However, she didn’t want her fellow Ravenclaws seeing her texts given her paternal grandparents’ affinity for Dark magic. In two trips, she’d taken her books up to her dorm and put them in a secret compartment in her trunk.

Standing at the base of the common room stairs, the half-Indian looked around at the amount of papers she still had scattered across a couch and two tables. Casting a tempus, she swore in Hindi. Her housemates would be coming back soon. Antoinette rushed around, first grabbing her English notes. She wasn’t too concerned about someone finding anything written in Hindi. While she wasn’t 100% sure, it was highly unlikely that anyone in her house spoke Hindi. Grabbing the last of her English notes, she ran back up to her dorm to stash them in her trunk.