 Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
The sixth year Ravenclaw was already one step ahead of her friend, ear muffs secured over her ears which kept her from hearing any further commentary regarding their next choice in colors. Which was probably fine, considering they still had this combo to get through. She watched as Jude also brought over a tulip, seeing his mouth move in the affirmative for them to each make one ... Trill.
Pulling out her own wand, she waited until Jude's flower was singing and tapped the tip to the pink one in front of her. How would this sound with the other?
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