99. Trunk

Amy stacked her History of magic Textbook carefully inside her trunk on top of her gloves. She sat on her bed, looking at the trunk. She was both afraid and eager to start her education in Beauxbatons. A wondrous palace in who-knows where, hundreds of students chatting away, and meals in the dining chamber accompanied by choirs. Amy did not know if she could deal with all that. The fact that Jackie was going to be with her did not reassure her one bit.

The thirteen-year-old tossed in a blue sweater into her trunk and shut it firmly. She sighed.