↜Heather Stevia Hawthorn↝
| Single | Second Year | Beater |
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Heather picked at her food like a stubborn child. She turned to Ariana and shrugged. "Not really, no. Just nerves, I guess." she said before looking over at Dhylan. He was watching her, making sure she was eating. She took another bite of chicken and looked around the Great Hall. She would miss it all. The floating candles at the beginning of the year. The magical banners that were now a brilliant emerald green. Everything about the castle. The library, the quidditch pitch, the dormitories, the bathrooms... Yes. Even those.
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Wearing
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