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Sylvie sat with her hands in her lap as she watched the visiting students and Headmasters found their way to their respective tables. The chatter flowing for the house tables brought back memories of her times at those tables, but she shook her head of those thoughts again. Those times were long forgotten, but it was still rather strange to think of them, when certain sitting nearby were also associated with them.
Glancing down the table, she gave a small smile to the faces that she did recognize. Most of of them were housemates of her brother, but it wasn't like she didn't know just who they were. Faces yes, names on the other hand, she would need to remember.
Her eyes again landed on her old house table as she noticed a Beauxbatons student dragging a student toward the table. Odd really, but all made sense as she noticed just where they were headed. Oh, time never changed things much, she laughed to herself with a tiny head shake. |