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Lemina ran from the stage, tears pouring down her face. She couldn't cope with this. Professor King was telling the prefects to gather their houses. Well, what is left of it... Lemi forced the dark thought from her mind. Njord may just be one Hufflepuff, but he was one of the nicest, kindest people she knew. Njord... And now he was gone. She couldn't cope. There was Violet and Rhyspa... Violet and Rhyspa. She had to find them, her other friends, make sure they were okay. Lemina couldn't let anyone else she was close to get hurt. If only she had volunteered to act in the play, maybe she would have been hurt instead of Njord.
The fourth year took a step back. She had duties, she knew she couldn't abandon them, but this was too much for her. The school was losing someone in losing Njord. Glancing around for the other Hufflepuff prefects, she couldn't see either of them, it was all too chaotic. She caught sight of one or two of her house and made a half-hearted attempt to gather them.
The stress and sorrow was going to her head. Lemina had to sit down.
The fourth year took a step back. She had duties, she knew she couldn't abandon them, but this was too much for her. The school was losing someone in losing Njord. Glancing around for the other Hufflepuff prefects, she couldn't see either of them, it was all too chaotic. She caught sight of one or two of her house and made a half-hearted attempt to gather them.
The stress and sorrow was going to her head. Lemina had to sit down.