Title: Distractions
Prompt: 006 - Hours
Word Count: 100
Rating: G

It takes about an hour, perhaps two, for her to realize that she has accomplished absolutely nothing this morning. Naturally, she knows that it's his fault, because really, he's quite distracting. He likes to tickle her leg with the soft part of his quill when he thinks she isn't looking, and he breathes hot clouds into her ear because he knows it will annoy her. But even when he's silent and actually studying like he's supposed to, she finds herself glancing his way. He's her thoughts now, more than Arithmancy or Defense Against the Dark Arts could ever truly be.