16. Dragonhide gloves
Ginny and Neville met in the common room. One class left before lunch. He sat next to her; she had something in her hands.
“How was school?” he asked.
“Good,” she replied, still preoccupied with her hands.
“What’s that?”
“These are dragonhide gloves!” Ginny informed, “My dad got them for me before school. They’re really expensive! For our standards…” she said softly.
“Their really nice,” Neville smiled.
Suddenly someone called Ginny’s name, she was called by Professor McGonagall.
“I can’t take these with me. Can you keep them for the moment? I’ll take them later” saying that, she hurrying off.
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.::.teh vishness is back.::.
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