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- OOC First Name
- Daphne
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- Mixed Blood
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- Bi
- Wand
- Straight 11 1/2 Inch Whippy Reed Wand with Phoenix Tail Feather Core
- Age
- 11/2032 (30)
((Open after Maiya))
It was always a bit strange, starting the semester in late winter. Even after five whole years at Hogwarts, Fleur wasn't really used to the seasons. But today was a pretty nice day, and she had decided to spend it outside. Though she didn't really feel like flying or running around for once. Fleur had taken her favorite dragon book with her, and settled down under a tree to read it. She had read it many times already, and could tell most of the facts to anyone who would listen, but it was still nice to look at it. Comforting, almost. She was happy all her siblings were with her at Hogwarts now, but it also caused her a bit of worry. Now she had to look out for all of them, and even just looking out for Lars had been hard. She had noticed him growing quieter and quieter last year, but asking him if anything was wrong hadn't resulted in any answer. Maybe she could ask Iris to help her, she was usually good at getting Lars to open up. Fleur sighed and turned the page of her book, looking with a smile at the illustration of the Swedish Shortsnout, her favorite. It was nice to know that in only two years she could start pursuing her dream of working with these beautiful creatures.
It was always a bit strange, starting the semester in late winter. Even after five whole years at Hogwarts, Fleur wasn't really used to the seasons. But today was a pretty nice day, and she had decided to spend it outside. Though she didn't really feel like flying or running around for once. Fleur had taken her favorite dragon book with her, and settled down under a tree to read it. She had read it many times already, and could tell most of the facts to anyone who would listen, but it was still nice to look at it. Comforting, almost. She was happy all her siblings were with her at Hogwarts now, but it also caused her a bit of worry. Now she had to look out for all of them, and even just looking out for Lars had been hard. She had noticed him growing quieter and quieter last year, but asking him if anything was wrong hadn't resulted in any answer. Maybe she could ask Iris to help her, she was usually good at getting Lars to open up. Fleur sighed and turned the page of her book, looking with a smile at the illustration of the Swedish Shortsnout, her favorite. It was nice to know that in only two years she could start pursuing her dream of working with these beautiful creatures.