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Optimist.Prime 
Graínne just blinked at Headmaster Trent as he stood there…clearly he was terrified of that mist. Graínne’s thick irish accent likely didn’t help him in understanding anything she said at all. ”yes, tall people” she repeated, her eyebrows knitting together as she watched as the realization seemed to dawn on Headmaster Trent’s face.
…a little bean? she wasn’t a bean yet she was a cailín…she likely wouldn’t be a bean until she was like a fifth year. ”I’m not a bean” she practically whispered. It was likely, though, that Headmaster Trent wasn’t aware of the Gaeilge meaning of the word [i]BEAN[i]. ”I’ll do that, I’ll find peo—“ oooh a person was here!
Ooooooooooh a tall person! ”tall person! Hi…we need to seal the windows from the mist” leaning forward closer to the taller girl Graínne spoke up in what could only be a harsh whisper ”the mist is like less than a meter away from the front doors – we have to get other tall people to help too!” she needed her to know how important height was.
Tall person...great. Not what I want to be known as here. How about, Beater for Hufflepuff? A good student? Girl with a winning smile? she thought to herself...her ego may have raised a bit in recent years. Nevertheless she would help of course. Wait. Wait.
THE MIST?? NO. No. No. No. No. That wouldn't do at
all! She had been in the mist. She'd felt it's affects. She won't go through that again.
"We need to seal this castle! Nothing in or out! Spell the windows shut and put up protection spells! We can't let that thing in here." she commanded. She wasn't much of a commander, but she knew she didn't want that mist to get anyone else..least of all her.
Walking to the nearest windows she shoved it shut. Hard.
"Protégo Maxima! Fianto Duri!" she was moving quickly and efficiently. That little firstie could not have picked a more determined girl for the job. She would get the highest window shut and locked even if she had to summon her broom to do so. Goodness knows she wasn't
that tall.