 Open! Swedishfish Girl! Madame Librarian! Jess's Soul Sister! Sweetest Swede!
The train had gone by pretty fast Emmie had to admit after she had run into Drake by the food trolley. Her shoulder had finally stopped aching as she entered the Great Hall for the feast. With her scene from the previous opening feast in fresh memory the dark haired second year was adamant that she wasn't going to make the same fool out of herself. Patting her blue robe pocket Emmie greeted with smiles "Hi Mercer, Hi Mitsuki!" to the seventh year students before picking a seat, and pulling out the latest issue of witch weekly which she opened, and started to read about bertie bott flavours that stars liked. Reading a magazine wouldn't get her in trouble with Professor Carton right?
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