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Bumblebee 
What's going on?!
Silver wasn't feeling like...like Silver!
Huffing and gasping she made her way to the tree house. She was beyond exhausted and in fact she needed a nap.
"Holy Merlin, I feel old!" Silver whined.
Time to make it up the tree house. Challenge accepted! However maybe she shouldn't have worn heeled boots.
"Oh for the life of me." Silver struggled climbing the tree.
Once finally reaching the top she unlaced her boots and took them off, walking in plain socks.
"Hi Bevy." She lazily waved at Beverly.
"It's Beverly Wayne," she grumbled. Just FYI, Fluffy. That nickname irked her, yet she didn't have in her to argue endlessly about it.
Lying on the floor wasn't the most comfortable position ever, but it was better than sitting on a stool where she'd have to support her on back. Besides, her thick coat made for some cushioning. Turning her head to the side, toward Silver, Beverly cocked an eyebrow at her friend's choice of shoes. How could she walk in those? Glancing at her own boots, she wiggled her feet. Nice, warm and soft, that's what she was talking about.
"I brought this for you." She tossed the Gryffindor a small parcel; a box the size of her hand with a pink ribbon. Silver liked pink. "They're cookies. You better eat them. I burned myself while making them."
Not really. Just an incentive. Heh.