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Cyrus was frustrated with himself. He had lost some of his poems, somehow. He kept them in a folder that he kept in his bag, just in case he ever wanted to work on them between classes or after studying. But the whole folder was gone. Cyrus thought he might have left it in the library last night...

Ezra had been looking forward to the break for ages, but now he was already bored. Hogwarts had just been so much fun, he kind of wished he was back there. Today he had decided to head to Obsidian Harbour to do some shopping, though he mostly planned to look at things he couldn't afford through...