I'm just one of those pretty little liars... | | I'm held down in this starless city...
Helena strolled to the playing field for the next Transfiguration lesson. What were they going to do there?
"Hello, professor," she said, smiling, then quickly looked over at the blackboard.
Groups? For what?
Okaaay. She scanned the... not-exactly-classroom for the green cushions and sat down on the nearest one.
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