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A trip to the Hogwarts Gardens was always a part of Amber's back to school ritual. She didn't spend as much time here as she had in her first two years at school anymore, but it still felt nice to wander around before the term started and she got too busy to have quiet moments like this. It was tinged with some pain now, as it was here that she had told Ainsley about Wyatt asking her to the Yule Ball, something which had hurt their friendship a lot. But the two seemed to be getting better, so Amber decided to think positively and focus on the future. A part of her wondered if she should invite Wyatt here for a date, assuming he would be allowed to leave his common room this semester. She hadn't had the chance to talk to him about that yet, or about anything really. It was a little odd to think about him, as having a boyfriend wasn't really how she had expected it to be. The idea of walking in the gardens with him was fun, but not as appealing as she felt like it should be.
With a small sigh, she sat down on a bench and looked absently at some of the flowers. As much as she liked to be here, not even the cheerful colors around her could distract her from her many thoughts. She was worrying about her future, her classes, her OWLs, Ainsley, Sophie and the situation with Wyatt and his friends. All these things warring for attention in her mind at once. It had been quite a blow to realize Wyatt's best friends in the world didn't like her. As silly as it felt to even think, Amber wasn't all that used to not being liked, she tended to get along with most people, and she had honestly expected that she would be accepted by them without a problem. Propping her chin up on a hand, she sighed, wondering if this year would be better than the last. She hoped so, as her third year had been quite hard for the Hufflepuff. Things seemed to get more and more complicated the older she got, and she wondered how difficult it would be to be a seventh year.
With a small sigh, she sat down on a bench and looked absently at some of the flowers. As much as she liked to be here, not even the cheerful colors around her could distract her from her many thoughts. She was worrying about her future, her classes, her OWLs, Ainsley, Sophie and the situation with Wyatt and his friends. All these things warring for attention in her mind at once. It had been quite a blow to realize Wyatt's best friends in the world didn't like her. As silly as it felt to even think, Amber wasn't all that used to not being liked, she tended to get along with most people, and she had honestly expected that she would be accepted by them without a problem. Propping her chin up on a hand, she sighed, wondering if this year would be better than the last. She hoped so, as her third year had been quite hard for the Hufflepuff. Things seemed to get more and more complicated the older she got, and she wondered how difficult it would be to be a seventh year.