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"Look lady," because clearly the begging wasn't working. "If you let me in, I promise I'll get EVERY Gryffindor to start calling you the healthy-body-positive lady." How'd that sound? Brilliant, Zoryn thought, though she was most definitely making empty promises here. She was only a first year. The only people that listened to her were the house elves and that's 'cause it's their job.
The Gryffindor was busting out EVERY STOP! "Pleeaaaaaaaaaaaaaase?" she pleaded again, this time stopping and turning when she heard a voice coming from behind her. "But I don't KNOW the password!" she knew it at some point yesterday. But yesterday was SUCH a long time ago. "Oh." There was? SEE this is what she was talking about, they wanted her to remember all of these things at once. Like the password for the Gryffindor Common Room AND where all the loos were AND the homework assignments AND lots of other things that she couldn't remember off the top of her head because remembering is HARD. And she wasn't typically a forgetful person most of the time, but it was only her first week and it felt like they wanted her to know EVERYTHING.
"How am I supposed to remember so much STUFF?!" This child was frustrated. Clearly. "Can't she just remember my face and let me in without a password?" It felt like a reasonable request.
"I'm Zoryn!" She beamed, uncrossing her legs and promptly forgetting that she had to pee due to the new distraction. "Nice to meet ya!" And she already had another question, "How come you're wet?"
__________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You?
You are Lemon! |