Isaiah had somehow managed to get most of the roses on his list delivered already, glad he didn't seem to have messed up so far. The only downside was that he was positive he'd have very little of a voice left by tonight. He had been walking around the lower levels of the school for a while now...
It was the day after the sorting ceremony and opening feast, and Lars was sitting at breakfast as someone passed him his schedule. He read it over, then grabbed a pencil and started doodling on the edges of it. He would have a few subjects this semester, like Muggle Studies. He hoped it wouldn't...
Lars had always been an emotional person. He'd never quite mastered hiding his feelings, not like most other boys seemed to do. Lars never understood why they did it, or how. Every strong emotion he felt was written on his face and shown in every action. He cried easily, laughed too loudly...
After spending a little time in the dorm, taking a little break the gryffindor head out of the room and back down to the great hall, she had a couple more people to find and was keen to find them quickly. The great hall was a great place to start with this. The girl she was looking for she sort...
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