Insufferable Know-It-All

Finals week has Hermione not getting a lot of sleep and sitting up in bed with one of her books, trying to see if she can possibly cram any more information into her brain. Or maybe even to cram said information in a second time, just to make sure it's there. She's reading very quickly, flipping through pages and occasionally putting a book down to check her notes to make sure she hadn't written something down wrong the first time.

Of course this time when she does that, the books come flying off her shelves and out of the trunk at the foot of her bed. And there are a lot of books.

She narrowly misses one of them coming towards her head, ducking and crawling out of bed so she can get to her desk, and to her wand. Once she's got it, it's just a matter of a quick spell and the books are frozen in midair.

Hermione gets to her feet, plucks one book out of the air and says sternly, "There will be none of that. It's finals."