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Bazinga 
She had been lost about fifteen times that day, but finally making her way out of the school she found herself outside. The students of Hogwarts were sweet and interesting at the same time. She had actually been making friends with them pretty easy. Which was a lovely experience since that was exactly why she had come in the first place.
Her hair pulled high on her head the fifth year bounced through the courtyard until she saw the exact person she was not sure how she felt about seeing.
"Brent" she gave a soft smile as she moved closer to him.
"I almost forgot you went here." She hadn't forgotten, it was the first thing she thought of when she found out they were going, but she wasn't going to give him the benefit of the doubt of him knowing she did. She had been the one to break up with him, but she knew they were only 13 and he was going so far away. It just hadn't been meant to be, but now they were here face to face.
"Congrats on being one of the competitors. Y'all seem to have a great group going up against us."
Whoa.
WHOOOOOA.
That voice. Brent looked up but not at her just yet. He just looked straight forward then slooooowly turned his gaze toward her. He hated himself for it, but his heart sank. He was still hurt by the way he'd fallen for her, and then she'd just dropped him so fast. He didn't know what to do, so he just stood up and faced her.
"Madelyn," he said, returning the same greeting she'd given him, except with her name instead of his.
Merlin, she was pretty.
"You almost forgot," he repeated, nodding slowly as he realized she'd probably just forgot all about him while he spent most of last summer holed up in his room over
her.
"Well, here I am, a Hogwarts student." He shifted his weight from one foot to the other then tried to get a grip on things.
"Thanks," he said,
"I'm pretty pumped up about the competition." Let's cut right to the chase, though.
"So how was fourth year?"