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Originally Posted by
Lady Mouldywart 
A girl with long raven hair entered the classroom, holding a book and parchment to her chest, and an equally dark-haired cat purring at her feet. She looked like she was one of the older students: a sixth- or a seventh-year.
Amara stopped at the door, took a look around the classroom and sat down at the first desk she saw.
Erin was not alone now. A girl entered the classroom that was supposed to be her hiding place. The girl was holding a quill and a parchment, maybe she was going to do some of her homeworks. Erin needed to start finishing the pile of hers, but that could wait. She was not seen, she was sure. A girl didn't looked her way. Then, a little black cat was striding along with her. Cute. It stopped on its tracks as the girl sat on a desk.
The cat went over Erin's direction. It purred loudly as it reaches her spot. She was frozen for a while. The cat was definitely like Laila.