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- 12" Dogwood Veela Hair
The sun was slowly setting, a young girl was kicking a soccer ball against a building. Natalie Winters had wandered away from the muggle shop where her mother worked. It had not been as busy as of late, and she grew bored just sitting there. She seemed a little lost in her thoughts focusing only on the ball and nothing else. The sharp sounds of shoes on the road did nothing to stir her out of them.