Jun 16, 2017
Ella was having a small sip from her cup of tea in the Hufflepuff table on her own. It’s the Hogsmeade Weekend. While she wants to explore the nearest village from the castle, the air has become too chill for her to cope with. It’s her first a couple of months, trying to bear with the cold and crisp wind of England. Perhaps she has to make another excuse, just so Professor McGonagall allow her to stay in the castle. Her eyes caught someone walking toward her, someone who's his face had become unconvincingly familiar a lot lately.
“--Hi.”
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