Oh, how we drift away from our friends. And the ones back home play remember when
Maybe it was the mist for some odd reason or maybe the exhaustive amount of studying that she had been doing but Daisy was feeling drained as she made her way to the Charms classroom. "Hello, Professor," Daisy greeted, ensuring that her face belied any tiredness. She made her way to her usual seat in the middle of the classroom and quickly glanced at the wooden box in front of her, before looking up at the blackboard. Daisy raised an eyebrow in interest.
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