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Sunday listened intently to the answer given, and smiled brightly at the Professor as she spoke. She nodded. "Oh, that makes perfect sense- I would love to learn more about that," She agreed, looking for the sign up sheet to add her name. "How intensive is the course? Is there any spellwork...

Sunday laughed lightly, letting Friday push her playfully and shifting to face her a bit more. "Aw, whats the matter? You'll melt if anyone loves on you?" She teased, running a hand over her hair. "Fine then, I wouldn't want to ruin my shoes with your puddle," She winked back. "How about we go...

Sunday arrived fairly early for the electives fair, seeing a few other students there. She was hoping to make a good impression- her hair was carefully styled and she was in a pristine uniform. With her best smile in place, she checked her notes and decided to go to the first table on her list...

Sunday let out a slow breath, relaxing a little bit and chuckling. "I admire your confidence," She offered, shifting to try and lean against her sister. "I don't think I say it enough, but I love you," She murmured. It was rare for her to voice affection for her siblings out loud, but just this...

Sunday chuckled a bit, shaking her head. She couldn't say she was really close with either Wednesday or Thursday- she couldn't even quite remember the last time she'd even had a conversation with either. She bit back a sigh at Fridays words, shrugging her shoulders. "Well, I... I don't know,"...

Sunday wasn't sure if she completely believed Friday, but a little part of her admired her sister for it. She could really see herself in Friday, and it made her feel a bit better. She gave Friday a shy smile. "I know, it's why I asked you," She offered. "Honestly, I just- I want to stand out...

Sunday smiled- she didn't want to go into all the reasons why she liked being here, but she could give him the simpler answers. "I do," She agreed, concious a little of everyone that could see her. "I enjoy the music." She ran her hands through her hair. "Did you have a good break?"

Sunday kept dancing. She smiled at Magne, swaying happily. "Thank you!" She offered with an easy smile. "You're not so bad yourself," She told him. She was always sure to return a compliment when any were given. It was sure to bring more, she just knew it. "Do you like the dances?" She asked...

Sunday let out a soft sigh and nodded. "Yeah, I'll talk to Monday," She agreed softly, peeking over to Friday. "Thank you," She offered. She shifted to face her sister more, giving her an almost shy smile. "How are you? How are you navigating everything?" She asked, thinking that could be a good...

Sunday was pulled from her swaying by Magne. She stopped, giving him a smile and a subtle once over. He looked acceptable, though not as great as she'd have liked. She put her hand into his, giving him a bigger smile. "I would love to," She agreed.

Sunday had decided that she was going to this dance, alone or not. She didn't want to give the appearance that she was reliant on anyone, and she could have a good time by herself. She was a strong, independent girl. She was on the dance floor, looking amazing. She'd worn this outfit before, but...

Sunday Weeks

Sunday sighed. "Unfortunately," She offered softly, twisting the wand in her hands. "I could probably ask him, I just-" She sighed, peeking up to Friday. "I just wanted to be able to talk about it, I guess... I don't want to be vulnerable for any of the stupid kids here but..." She bit her lip...

Sunday couldn't help it- she rolled her eyes. "What do you think?" She snapped a little bit, scowling in agitation. "There isn't exactly a line of students running around trying to find quiet places to force their wands into submission." She moved to gather up her things, just needing something...

Sunday felt a flash of annoyance, but she let out a slow breath and released it. She leant a little against her sister, slumping and feeling hopeless. "I don't-" She offered gently. "Not when I'm casting. I'm just trying to make the spells work. Stance, movement, pronunciation, theory- no matter...

Sunday sighed, brushing her hair back and looking away. "I don't think so- I think it just needs a strong wielder to handle it." She didn't want to admit that she wasn't sure she was strong enough. She wasn't willing to give up just yet. "We're only twelve, after all." She grimaced around the...

Sunday sat with her sister and sighed. "Swishy acacia wood with an acromantula web core," She looked to her sister. "You really don't have trouble with yours? Or have anyone else in class with the same issues?" She asked, though she wasn't sure she put much stock into other peoples' performances...

Sunday smiled at him. "Tomorrow morning?" She asked, thinking that was enough time for her to arrange everything she needed. She was sure this would go well- probably. She was sure he'd be a good investment in the long run, if nothing else.

Sunday nodded, and stood. She took a deep breath. Sunday took her breath, holding out her wand in the proper stance. "Lumos!" She spoke clearly and distinctly, her wand movement precise. Her wand did nothing. She bit back a sigh, and as usual had to cast it several more times before the spell...

Sunday was bristling, shifting uncomfortably. "Obviously," She scoffed. "Not like you were meant to see that," She grumbled, before sighing. "Magic is... difficult with my wand. It takes a bit more effort to get the spells to function properly." She explained, daring to glance at him to see how...