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There were stone golems walking around at night, invisible entities that turned them into juggling pins and a Headmaster that obviously wanted them dead. Hogwarts was becoming less and less glamorous by the day. The 11 year old may as well have stayed home and continued her dance career.
All this stress was making it near impossible to get her homework done.
Emm entered the room in time to hear the end of Bernie's question. Cup? What cu--oh THAT cup. "Can I have a drink after you do, Professor? Or--or just a picture that looks like I'm drinking from it. I wanna send it to mummy. I bet she'd like it."
The Gryffindor sank into her seat near the middle of the room and tossed her bag into the chair next to hers. It was Kizzy's and she was tired of people planting their bums as they pleased without even the slightest bit of concern for whoever may have been saving a seat prior.
They could sit somewhere else.
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______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
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