Kayla was glad when she was allowed look at the drawing. "Thank you" Her eyes widened when she saw it. Sure it wasn't out of this world but Kayla could see the talent in it and it was very well drawn. It was a million times better than anything Kayla would have produced. There was definitely a...
Drawing was a talent Kayla did not possess. Well if she was honest she had never really tried. But the drawings she had brought home from school had never been anything special. They had never done much art in school anyway. Add to this the fact she had no new interests other than music and...
Kayla frowned. It would have been helpful if he had known the name of the medicine. But maybe it was similar to the muggle remedies? Antihistamines or something like that. It was a starting point anyway. She would be recommending this boy to head to the Hospital Wing again tomorrow during the...
Kayla couldn't just leave this person suffer. He shouldn't let himself either. There was probably a nurse on duty that would help them when they entered. She would have to teach him one or two things about standing up for oneself, even if that was possibly breaking a rule so as to relieve...
Well Kayla was just lucky Professor Monty Pendleton had been around. Her thoughts continued to try and drift towards what could have happened but she just shook her head and tried to focus on what the Professor was saying. She hoped something would be done about it. She still couldn't believe it...
One thing Kayla loved about Hogwarts was the amazing variety of strange, new and delicious looking food. The feasts never ceased to amaze her. How the house elves in the kitchen managed to make so much she would love to know. She would have visited by now only she still disliked venturing down...
Kayla just gave him a look of scepticism but then laughed at his sarcasm. There is went again, her laugh. She hadn't laughed this much in a long time. It was nice to just dance even if she looked silly and she was dancing with someone she barely knew. That didn't matter to her. She was feeling...
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