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- Walnut/ Maple Wand 12 3/4 Essence of Silver Thistle
The book was practically wedged onto Hayley Dalton's nose as she read deeply into the words written across the pages. She had been at Hogwarts for only two nights, thus far, but already had found her way to the library and had taken out several books to read. She felt that she ought to catch up on a few things, here and there. Her parents had raised her in the wizarding world, but the extent of her academic knowledge of this world was not exactly record-breaking.
She turned the page, reading further and blocking out the sound of the softly crackling fire. It wasn't exactly cold, but the fire seemed to keep the common room at precisely the right temperature. Other students sat about the common room, chatting away into the night, but as time ticked on, they gradually migrated to their beds to rest up for the busy days ahead. Hayley, however, did not budge, but continued to read, only briefly glancing from her book to check who was still present: A group of noisy older boys were gathered by the fire, a short distance from them, in the shadows, was a younger boy, though Hayley could not really make out his face. The only other girls in the room, stood up at that moment, staring over at Hayley before bidding the room 'goodnight', and heading off to bed. Hayley waited for the elder boys to leave, also, before she too stood. But her aim was not for the comfort of her bed, but for the entrance of the common room. She had forgotten the other boy, before wandering from the common room and silently walking the corridor.
She turned the page, reading further and blocking out the sound of the softly crackling fire. It wasn't exactly cold, but the fire seemed to keep the common room at precisely the right temperature. Other students sat about the common room, chatting away into the night, but as time ticked on, they gradually migrated to their beds to rest up for the busy days ahead. Hayley, however, did not budge, but continued to read, only briefly glancing from her book to check who was still present: A group of noisy older boys were gathered by the fire, a short distance from them, in the shadows, was a younger boy, though Hayley could not really make out his face. The only other girls in the room, stood up at that moment, staring over at Hayley before bidding the room 'goodnight', and heading off to bed. Hayley waited for the elder boys to leave, also, before she too stood. But her aim was not for the comfort of her bed, but for the entrance of the common room. She had forgotten the other boy, before wandering from the common room and silently walking the corridor.