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Viola pranced out into the terrace, meowing happily as she went ahead of her owner who was strolling behind her.
Louisa had her father's old letter in her pocket, happily knowing that it was a real one and her curiosity would be fulfilled finally when summer came.
... only with the approaching summer, she had to let go of more friends here in Hogwarts; friends that weren't so easy to make considering Louisa's standards and temper. In fact, she had a hunch that this year's feast was going to be a looooot more embarrassing than last feast, simply because it's her three favorite boys saying goodbye to at the same time PLUS being a Prefect and having to appear as strong and mature as possible - which wouldn't be achieved when her eyes would have that bloodshot look, and her nose would be swollen from the crying. She should look for a solution.
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Joao?" she paused in her thinking and quickly moved closer to the boy, grinning happily. "
How are you?!" Yeah, this was the her after making up with Adam. Louisa stood there next to the chair he was lying down on, awkwardly crossing her arms... not in her typical bossy way, but in a friendly nervous way. Where was she exactly supposed to put her arms? Hmm?
Viola, the cat, came hurrying to where her owner and the body on top of the chair were... and simply juuuuumped on the other human's tummy. The cat, too, was happy it seemed.
Joćo's eyes flew open at the sound of someone calling his name and he even tried to sit up. It wasn't just someone, and it was unnecessary to sit up, though. It was Louisa, who brought a wide smile on his face, and he lay back down, knowing she wouldn't mind it.
"I'm fine, enjoying me, myself and I." Being all alone. Except, she was here now.
"And you?" Got over her drama and all? And why was she still standing? He should get up to make room for he--
"Oh!" He chuckled as the cat jumped right on his stomach.
"Hello, Viola." See? He remembered its name! Raising his head a little, he found its head to pet it. See? He had progressed and didn't even got up to shoo it.