Hollie made the silence that settled between the two Ravenclaws in the common awkward by clicking her tongue to her teeth as she sorted through her handbag for a compact lost among tissues and an assortment of hair clips. “We don’t have practice today, do we?” Wavered her voice, fake with worry. She knew there wasn’t, but what else was she supposed to chat about with Barty Crouch? She knew he was, like, smart and stuff but beyond that -- “Because I am so not fit for that right now.”
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