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Abi oha ya
Hermione
"Hello, Hermione."
"you do know that you're not meant to be here, right? i would have thought it was quite clear."
clevarly
He's a smart boy, really, but there's always room for studying, especially when it regards his weakest subjects. But Hermione Granger? What could she possibly be doing in a library? While younger than Finnick himself, her mind surpassed those of witches and wizards in his class.
A smile and he came to sit by the girl, leaning against the wall and making his presence known. Several girls looked over, yet he paid them no mind.
“Hitting the books a little late, aren't we?”
clevarly
"Oi, that's mine. Please don't touch it."
☼ clevarly
She'd heard of them, the witches and wizards who were born with magical gifts. She didn't, however, know too many of them outside the gossip among her kind -- the many witches and wizards who'd begged and bargained for the magic they'd wanted so desperately. Born magic-users held a different aura about them -- gave off a different presence.
Not that Abby would treat them any differently. She wasn't fond of other mystics as it was --
" -- Somet'ing y'want?"