 PHILOMATH ❅ not one atom, but two ♪ ♪ made of starstuff ❅ def main():
Ryden did not want to be here.
Or at least that's what she kept telling herself as she'd gotten dressed in this god awful dress and tried to make something of her hair. The invitation in and of itself had been a huge surprise, but after a bit of thinking she supposed it made sense. She had after all taken both her OWLs and NEWTs, which were both unique to the Hogwarts curriculum. That was probably why.
Sticking her hands into the hidden pockets of her dress, Ryden meandered over to the donation center and eyed it. Giving money to students who needed it sounded like it could qualify for her One Good Deed a Week thing she had going. Not thinking twice about it, Ryden plucked an available quill and quickly filled out the form. She had too much of this stuff anyways. Better spend it here.
Cracking her knuckles once she was through, she was about to head over to the food section when her eye caught a very familiar looking woman [Kurumi].
Had she perhaps known her? She definitely hadn't been any of Orlando's friends, at least not the prominent ones because those she remembered well. Perhaps a dorm mate? ... Nah. Folding her hands, Ryden proceeded to stare unabashedly at the girl as her mind ran through all the memories she possessed of her time here in the castle.
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