librarian | bookworm | gryffindor | HP forever
Lydia smiled at the little blue flames flickering in the jar. They were so pretty. It still amazed her that it was her that had conjured them into being. Magic still amazed her each and every day.
"I just needed some fresh air too," she said to Rylee. "By the way, thank you for your advice that day in the hot springs. I've been feeling a lot better lately, and I'm doing really well in Charms!"
Lydia gazed out over the grounds. They had a really great view of the Whomping Willow here. She'd been brushing up on her wizarding history, and apparently the famous Harry Potter and his best friend had once crashed a flying car into the tree during their second year. Crazy!
"So what have you been up to lately, Rylee? Are you excited for the Hogsmeade trip coming up soon?"
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