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Astrid exhaled slowly, her arms folding tightly across her chest, waiting for an explanation from the boy. He could go on about wood stains all he liked, she wasn't budging. She fixed him an impatient look until he relented, and admitted he was who she thought he was. She didn't know how to feel...

Astrid almost missed the boy's words, distracted by his fidgeting with some of the wood. It didn't feel right to be there, and she couldn't understand why he seemed to be right at home, until his words hit her. She watched him in shock, while he messed about and explained the oak wood he'd...

Attending a new school was new and unfamiliar, so Astrid was thankful she could keep hold of her personal broom. She didn't doubt that any brooms the flying academy had were bad, or unfit for her, but they weren't hers. She was curious to know what the boy meant by within regulations, although...

Astrid would not have guessed Leonidas was a Stinger. She wasn't sure why. The Wimbourne Wasps weren't local to New Zealand, and her first opinion was of something closer to home, but her choices weren't native to her country either. The French team came from her mothers background, and if the...

Astrid gave the boy a funny look at hearing his fireplace comment, and let out a small laugh. It wasn't really so farfetched. She'd only ever entered Ministry buildings through the floo network instead of a door. The prospect of getting to watch some famous Quidditch players train around the...

Astrid didn't want to show it, but she was nervous. A new school, a new home, it was all quite overwhelming. To top it all off, here she was in front of a woman she admired for some time and had never expected to actually meet, let alone be personally invited to her specialised academy. It was a...