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Originally Posted by
feltbeatslover22 
These statues never really lost their unusuallness.
No matter how many times Trixie had seen them in her time at Hogwarts, they were still unusual and incredibly random. But she passed them a lot, when walking around the classrooms and heading towards classes from the Common Room. It was often that the Slytherin would have to walk from the dungeons to the 7th floor.
Today just happened to be one of those days when she had to walk up to the top levels of the school. Luckily she had set off early so she had plenty of time to waste. Plus it was incredibly cold outside considering it was in fact winter time now. The Blonde decided to stop once she had reached the statues to take a well earned break. Climbing took a lot out of you. Why couldn't they just ride brooms through the school?
Emma walked slowly down the hallway, her eyes were a tad red from crying. She needed to think after she had run away from the Lake. How could he say that? Why did he say that? Why would he play with her feelings? She wiped her eye and looked at the statue for a few minutes, before noticing someone was next to her.
She turned around and saw Trixie. She tried to grin a one hundred percent smile but she was so confused. "Trixie!" she exclaimed happily. "How are you?"