Concern & Caution

Pansy's eyes wandered over her best friend's essay in amazement. Rigel lay asleep next to her, passed out at his study table in the library as he aught, after that much studying.

While Pansy typically respected his wishes that he be left in peace, he had had her very concerned; disappearing off at random intervals and returning hours later, exhausted, overworked even by his standards.

Needing assurance as to his continued health, she snuck after a (disguised!?) Rigel to the library, and now the answer to it all lay before her.

Scrawled in the margin next to Name,

Marcus Flint.