Allegra stared at her friend for a second, biting her lower lip. Finally, she couldn't hold it any longer and burst out laughing. She clutched at her stomach and fell to the floor. After being shushed for the third time by the librarian, Allegra stood shakily to her feet and used the baggy sleeves of her school robes to wipe the tears out of her eyes.
"Oh, Whimsy," she snorted, attempting to catch her breath. "You are really hysterical. Me? Bipolar? Genius."
Whimsy's mouth dropped open. She hadn't thought that Allegra would take this as a joke. Whimsy's better sense of judgment which had placed her in Ravenclaw abandoned her for a moment out of the shock and slight anger she felt at being mocked this way.
"Allegra, I'm telling you the truth. I have your father's letter if you don't believe me."
"Sure, sure," Allegra tittered. "My father, Ice King second only to Lucius Malfoy, sent you a letter explaining how I'm bipolar. Where do you get this material, Whimsy? Are you sure you want to be a broom gymnast professionally? Because you would be so great as a comedian!"
"I'm dead serious, Allegra!" Whimsy shouted. The librarian gave her a dirty glare. "Meet me after breakfast tomorrow," she sighed agitatedly. "I'll bring the letter with me. You can see for yourself." She gathered up her books and stalked out of the library angrily.
Allegra rolled her eyes and sat back in her seat, pulling her Potions text book out of her book bag and cracking it open to a section on Goosegrass.
