After arriving outside, Melanie placed her robes and her backpack by the tree. Take off their shoes and socks? She shrugged and held onto the tree for support as she pulled off one shoe, followed by the other then her socks. Right. This... was a weird feeling. She rejoined the other students as quickly as possible, trying to get used to the feeling of being outside barefoot.
Melanie blinked blankly as she stared at the tracks.
Well... she knew they were bird tracks, which everyone already said so what could she say about it? The Gryffindor just started to stare at the tracks, waiting for the lines to turn into words and give her an answer. It didn't happen. Melanie let out a little sigh and just turned her gaze to focus on the professor.
She supposed she'd just listen and hope no birds flying overhead would want to splatter people with... unwanted... stuff. And walking down here also made her hungry. She wondered if the professor had noodles to give out here like she had given out chocolate frogs. Because Melanie wouldn't mind eating those.
__________________ though we're strangers 'til now, we're choosing a path between the s t a r s________________._____________
♡ ♡_______________________.__________________________ ____i'll leave my .l o v e. between the stars...
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