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- Steph
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- 7/2030
Fleur was glad that classes hadn't started back up yet, after the holidays. She was sad that she had to return to the school so quickly after the new year came. She hadn't even gotten a chance to ride her Christmas pony around in the riding barn at home before leaving. To her it seemed a waste of a present. The horse wouldn't be able to get used to her when they were on opposite sides of the world. She wished her horse would be able to live at Hogwarts too. She even demanded it be done but her parents let her down once more. Even though it was probably raining and snowing hard back home, it was summer here and Fleur was enjoying it for sure. She was never one to get much sun, being from England. But she loved the warm feeling it gave her. Today she decided to take a mid-morning stroll through the gardens. The garden here was nothing compared to the one back home, where she had her own little wing of it she got to decorate herself and everything. But she did enjoy this garden too.
Fleur was looking for a quiet place, she'd be able to come and relax after classes this semester. The garden seemed like a good idea for days like today. Warm and sunny ones. She hoped that others wouldn't also have the same idea as her when classes started back up. Walking around, she'd stop and smell the flowers and smile; Fleur was happy in this place. She normally had a mean face on, she was polite, but she wasn't always nice. Finally she spotted what seemed to be the most perfect tree to sit under. Going over, the young first year sat down underneath a large tree, the branches were swaying in the breeze and she was glad it wasn't a willow tree. She'd heard stories of the whomping willow on the grounds that could seriously hurt you if you got too close.
Fleur was looking for a quiet place, she'd be able to come and relax after classes this semester. The garden seemed like a good idea for days like today. Warm and sunny ones. She hoped that others wouldn't also have the same idea as her when classes started back up. Walking around, she'd stop and smell the flowers and smile; Fleur was happy in this place. She normally had a mean face on, she was polite, but she wasn't always nice. Finally she spotted what seemed to be the most perfect tree to sit under. Going over, the young first year sat down underneath a large tree, the branches were swaying in the breeze and she was glad it wasn't a willow tree. She'd heard stories of the whomping willow on the grounds that could seriously hurt you if you got too close.