 Mrs. Alex Turner *asterisks user* Secret Door
It was true what they said - you only appreciated the good things in life once they were gone. Daisy had learned that lesson last term. She had never really appreciated the carelessness that came with having no life-changing, breakdown-inducing exams at the end of the term until her fifth year. Sixth year, however, had no such responsibilities and, despite the fact that she was kind of, only not really studying for her NEWTs already, the sixteen-year-old was making sure that she made the most of her time at Hogwarts.
So far, she was thoroughly enjoying herself.
That was why she was walking down the corridor on the fourth floor, towards the balcony. She had accidentally discovered it last year and that seemed like the perfect spot to waste some time before she had to go to the library and start her homework. Or something. As she rounded the corner, however, she saw a very familar head of hair that she definitely wasn't expecting to find. "Maxxie!" Before he could do anything -- like escape her, for example -- Daisy rushed forward towards her younger brother and wrapped her arms around him, squeezing tightly. CARDEN SQUEEZE YAY! "How's old age treating you?" He was THIRTEEN already! Daisy could still remember the day he was born. Or maybe it had been Alexander.
One of them, anyway.
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