 Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch
It was times like these she wished her summoning abilities were more proficient. The book Gillyweed had spent the entire train ride devouring had come to an end. While she was grateful to have all of that knowledge processing in her mind, she was now stuck having to experience a feast without any reading material. Worst of all, in her opinion, she was more than likely would have to socialise beyond her usual few words of acknowledgment.
Despite dreading having to sit through a feast without the written word to occupy her, there was some relief that she was one of the first to arrive at the table. Even better, she instantly took note of a face she was familiar with, which meant she didn't have to think very hard about where to sit and wouldn't have to awkwardly wait around for someone she was comfortable with to arrive.
"Hi, Aryan," she addressed her friend, seating herself directly across from him. "Did Drake manage to wander off already?" Such a thing wouldn't surprise Gilly; her twin had a habit of going wherever the wind took him. Nevertheless, she hoped he would make an appearance soon. She was going to need him there to help her get through the long, bookless feast.
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