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- Daphne
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- Wand
- Straight 15 1/2 Inch Flexible Rosewood Wand with Veela Hair Core
- Age
- 2/2031 (33)
Odette was hardly focused on the fact that she was now a third year, the recent family drama was occupying her mind a lot more than she wanted it to and there was something else as well. Over the winter break, her mind had kept flashing back to the moment she had insulted Harley's brother. It wasn't that she felt bad exactly, but it had made Harley so incredibly angry... and she knew deep in her heart that she had gone too far. It was't like suddenly gaining a brother herself made her see it differently or anything, she had known it was wrong even as she was saying it. But at that time nothing had felt more important than getting under Harley's skin. There was something about the other girl that just made her want to get some sort of reaction out of her, and what she was about to do now pained her even though she had a second purpose for it.
She scanned the entrance hall, hoping to catch sight of the girl she sometimes mentally referred to as her nemesis, as silly and childish as that seemed. When she finally spotted her she did a double take, her hair was different. It was no longer the messy multi-colored mop she had grown to associate with the girl. She raised her eyebrows slightly. This was a definite improvement. Glad to see Rory or the other minions Harley kept around weren't currently trailing behind the other girl at this moment, Odette approached her. "Harley." She said, running a hand through her hair. "Look, no tricks or whatever. Can I talk to you for a second?" She kept her distance in case the other girl thought punching her again was a good idea.
She scanned the entrance hall, hoping to catch sight of the girl she sometimes mentally referred to as her nemesis, as silly and childish as that seemed. When she finally spotted her she did a double take, her hair was different. It was no longer the messy multi-colored mop she had grown to associate with the girl. She raised her eyebrows slightly. This was a definite improvement. Glad to see Rory or the other minions Harley kept around weren't currently trailing behind the other girl at this moment, Odette approached her. "Harley." She said, running a hand through her hair. "Look, no tricks or whatever. Can I talk to you for a second?" She kept her distance in case the other girl thought punching her again was a good idea.