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@Rose
Elsa ran a hand through her blonde curls, doing her usual flip-the-air-and-swing-of-the-hips as she walked past Caleb Aubrey, discreetly looking back to see if he looked. Elsa rolled her eyes when she saw a group of girls surround him, her strut turning into a march so deadly that if looks could kill, everyone would be dead.
She stomped into Transfiguration, throwing her books down on her desk and hopping up on the stool, crossing one leg over another. She noticed Rose Weasley sitting in the seat beside her, scribbling notes down in her notebook.
"Rose?" Elsa drawled out, looking over to the girl. "Class hasn't even started yet."