The Harpy of Hogwarts | Dungeon Mistress | Bimba di Serpeverde
Hecate sighed and looked around. Sage had his eyes on his plate. Some Gryffindor... Brave as a cockaroach in a kitchen at Thanksgiving... Not that she'd ever understood that holiday. Stuff your face all day with Turkey and Pies, then sleep, and shop the whole day after. Merlin... She hoped he'd choke on his peas... well... not really possible to choke on peas... but yeah. She turned back to Preston and smiled.
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