Melanie felt like she was running late, hence why she was practically running down the stairs to the dungeons. Being all the way up in the Gryffindor tower had more disadvantages than she had originally thought. Plus, the journey from the tower to the kitchens was already far and the classroom was even further away. When the classroom was in sight, Melanie quickly fixed her robes, tied her hair back and tried to catch her breath as she slowed down. Smiling, and trying not to think about the red-eyed pygmy puffs that Alice had mentioned once, she entered the classroom.
"Hello Professor, I hope you enjoyed your summer," Melanie said with a smile on her face and gave a little bow of her head.
Then she took a seat, pulled out her notebook and waited. Because how hard could this class be? She had taken her OWLs already, she didn't need to worry anymore. At least, not until next year. Next year would be the year Melanie depended on tea. Maybe they'd learn about different types of tea and their effects on people this term. Tea was like a potion, wasn't it?
__________________ 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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