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ashfig 
Cora skipped happily along. Her fourth year had started off great, with the exception of a few...incidents. She twirled her curly brown hair as she walked, an act usually reserved for when she was nervous or scared. Now she was neither, and she realized she had developed a small habit.
Cora's eyes sparkled at the shops and all the magical things in the windows. She was happy just wandering around, though, not looking for anything in particular. I wonder who I'll meet here, she thought to herself. EVERYTHING was better with company.
Humming to herself, she did not even notice the shop sign propped up in the path in front of her. Tripping over the heavy sign, she dropped all her things onto the ground. Sighing, Cora wondered why she had to be so clumsy, and went to pick up her things. "At least I LOOK like a second year," Cora thought. Her small size had one benefit: she would seem like a young second year being too clumsy, not a fourth year who should be better at these things.
She grabbed her things, but could not find her pink hat. This is turning into a regular occurrence. She looked around, wondering if anyone had seen it.
Ethan strolled casually through the street, hands stuffed in pockets. Being that this was his first time in Hogsmeade, he was somewhat curious about what he might find there, not that he really
needed anything at the moment. The fifth year had heard it was something like Diagon Alley, only smaller, and if that was the case, he might benefit from a trip to the joke shop or candy store.
The thought of candy soon set his mind wandering on chocolate frogs and the sad fact that he had used up his small stash of them nearly a month ago. That made up his mind - he would make it a point to find candy first. Hopefully there was a candy store around here somewhere... He wandered along, briefly looking up at the storefronts, searching for the candy shop. The wind suddenly picked up and he pulled his cloak a little tighter around him as his eyes landed on something flying through the breeze. -something pink. Ethan watched for a moment as the wind carried a small pink hat a short distance that landed at his feet as the wind died down. He bent down and picked it up.
Someone must've lost it, he thought and looked around for anyone who seemed to be missing a hat. Not seeing anyone obvious, Ethan kept walking, clutching the hat in his hand and keeping one eye out for someone who might be looking for it and one eye out for the candy shop.
Was that the candy shop? Ethan was sure he had spotted it just up ahead and started that way when a familiar face caught his eye.
"Cora... Hi," he said to his former Herbology partner as he approached. He had noticed her looking up and down the street... probably for her friends, he supposed. Remembering the pink hat in his hand, he fifth year quickly added as he held it up,
"Oh... this... is not mine. I think someone lost it." Cue slightly embarrassed chuckle. He did not want the girl thinking he wore pink hats.