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Dafydd's heart warmed at the sight of Quinn's smile, the years melting away in an instant. "It really has been a long time!" he replied, his voice bright with genuine enthusiasm. "I can't believe it's you. I thought I was imagining things for a moment!" The former Hufflepuff stepped closer, the familiar feeling of camaraderie bubbling to the surface, and without thinking twice, he opened his arms for a hug.
"I'm doing well. Just finished a long shift at Mungo's. You know how it is—patients don't heal themselves," he said, waving a hand dismissively as if to brush off the weight of work. Dafydd inhaled the fresh air of the courtyard, filled with the mingling scents of the garden's flowers and warm food from the pub. "Just passing through to wind down on my way home. The atmosphere here just has this comforting charm."
"How about you? I see you're quite the artist now." He gestured to her journal, noting the delicate lines capturing the flowers with impressive detail.
He paused, keenly aware of how much had changed since then. "It's good to see a friendly face and reconnect." His smile widened, genuinely eager to catch up and hear all about what Quinn had been up to. "What have you been up to all this time? Any wild adventures?"
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