Horses Forever! l l Writer for Life l Yearbook alumnus A Late Owl 97. Dictionary
Rowena Ravenclaw opened her eyes that morning to the whisper of an owls’ wings as it took off from her windowsill. Looking down at the foot of her bed, she smiled; she would bet her hat that the bid which had just delivered Helga’s Christmas present.
The last of the Hufflepuff’s had always been rather forgetful…
She rose from bed and smiled. She might be a grown witch, but that did not mean she did not enjoy ripping the wrapping paper as much as any child.
And rip the paper she did, firstly on Helga’s present; it was a dictionary.
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