Miharu looked up from her book at the sound of a
familiar voice, and she realised it was an
upperclassman in her house. Selina…Kyle, if she
remembered correctly. She nodded her acceptance
and looked back down to her book.{使い}—“It’s fine with me. S’free library, after all.”
A delicate snort of derision is Selina’s answer,
although she nods in thanks as she drops her
assorted books and bag on the table.
❝ Not every table’s free for a Slytherin. I can
practically feel Gryffindors glaring. ❞