Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God Past Post Hogwarts Amy; who had FINALLY got tall, was stepping through the doors into her halls, her face contorted in worry, anxiety and excitement. The fact was, whilst Sammy was working in Diagon Alley, she was in university and she’d wanted to do that since she was little. The brunette made her way down the bland corridor, looking down at the slip of paper “336, 337, 338, 339”
339. Her halls. Slowly, the brunette opened the door and stepped inside, shutting it behind her.
Amy pulled her head out of the pensieve, before turning to her young children behind her |