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Ronan would certainly stick with Bel and all her old friends, whom he looked at with large round eyes. Seventh years. He couldn't imagine ever being a seventh year, and being old like Noel or Sunny and leaving and never coming back. He'd just gotten here! However, at the mention of the feast Ronan's expression went from mildly scared to horribly embarrassed, a deep red spreading from his ears all the way down to his face and neck. Pink creature? Perhaps. There had been...... other things at the feast he would like to forget.
Speaking of, where's Maxie?
Still keeping close to Bel, Ronan peered around the gathering of students, trying to find his dormmate. They might not be best friends or anything but he didn't want him to die! .. They still had quidditch to play!! He heard the headmaster start talking, but only zoned in a few minutes after. Missing things? Uh.. ......... wait. WHAT. The twelve year old froze as everyone started talking and there was a house elf and someone said something about killing and Noble was rounding them up and.. and..
Mary was crying! He'd only noticed because Noble said first years at the front and he'd had to give Bel and the others a sad wave goodbye. "They're gonna fix it," Ronan said to her, trying to be calming despite sounding less than certain about what 'it' is, and what the fixing actually entailed.
You know, until his favourite great great grandma DOPPLE APPEARED AS A GHOST. Ronan GASPED and grabbed Mary's hand, eyes as wide as saucers. SHE'S A GHOST SHE REALLY DIED THE PINK THING ATE HER FOR REAL IT WAS REAL ??????????????
No one look, Ronan Wallace had also started crying. SHE DIED. She had been so kind and nice and marked his homework fairly and kind of reminded him of home sometimes even if she was the oldest person he'd ever met and and and nooooooooooooo.
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