The Harpy of Hogwarts | Dungeon Mistress | Bimba di Serpeverde
Slytherins don't hug... that was the understatement of the year, but at least HE understood. Maybe he'd dated a Slytherin in his time. Hecate did like following him when he had gone pro...
"Fine." She said standing up. She stopped in mid air. "I can get up to call the Head girl, can I not?" She didn't want to anger him further, and she wanted to remind him Evelyn had earned the title of being Head Girl... and not because she pulled hair.
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