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Amelia was running late, something that was unusual for her in normal circumstances. However she still didn't know her way around the school all that well and so had ended up in the wrong place and then had to retrace her steps and ask a second year for directions. Merlin was that embarrassing. But she had made it to class.
Puffing slightly from the run she waltzed into the greenhouse. "Hi Professor," she said as she found a position to sit. Hopefully the professor wouldn't be mad at her for not being precisely on time.
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