“Anyone ever tell ye, that yer head it is really big from the behind? Like yer face is wee, but the head is like a pumpkin.” @sycrx

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“Anyone ever tell ye, that yer head it is really big from the behind? Like yer face is wee, but the head is like a pumpkin.” @sycrx
“Are you going to go back home first this summer? Or have you plans already?” @sycrx
“I’m no’ drinking tha’.” She wanted to just become one of the trees as the other fifth year seemed to approach her with a cup on unknown liquid, but her face must have been enough to put him off as he left rather quickly. Her eyes diverted to the only other familiar face in the nearby area. “An’ you celebra’e, too? Suprising.” @sycrx
“If ye want to try it then you just have to ask.” Emma blurted out as she removed another card from the tower she had assembled upon the dining table. She had been at this for about two hours, just plucking out cards to see what it would take to make the whole thing fall over without just knocking it down with her elbow. “Ye can’t even blow on it that’s how weak it is. You need real wee hands like mine to grab at them without making everything fall over.”
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“Are you supposed to be in here? Or has the age limit gone down in these six months.” @sycrx
“You don’ actually care abou’ sitting through this game do you?” Students were heading out into pitch in droves, but she stayed uncommonly still along the stone wall almost blending into it. Sometimes, she preferred it that way. “Or did my cousin tempt you inno i’?” @sycrx
“That isn’t yours.” Jamie hardly looked up from her space at the barfront of The Three Broomsticks. She preferred it up there as to the tables full of students who jauntily sipped at butterbeer. “And it’s water anyway.” Nose lifted from her book, reaching for the glass and nodded her head towards the counter. “She popped yours a seat down. See?”
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“Ascolta.” A little command left her voice for whoever had entered the room, but her eyes didn’t leave the keys before her. “The key that does not work is changing on its own. I’d imagine there may be a mouse in there playing with me.” Hands fell to the ivory, demonstrating how occasionally no sound left keys of the grand piano, but then would ring out as instead different key was pressed even though it hadn’t before. “Do you understand?”
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