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- Walnut 12 3/4'', Core of Dragon Heartstring
Chace's fingers curled around a small, flat rock. The fifth year Slytherin, after weeks of chronic boredom, had decided to pick himself up again. He wasn't trying in his classes, but at least he found some things around the school to do. The sixteen year old would even have joined a club if he found something that suited him. Some of the clubs in his opinion were just plain stupid. S.P.E.W.? Besides the fact that the acronym sounded like what someone did when they puked out their insides, there wasn't really a point to it. House elves liked doing what they did- they lived to serve.
Pulling his arm back as if he were going to launch a frisbee, the Slytherin released the rock. It landed with a loud plunk and disappeared beneath the lake's skin. He swore loudly, picking up another from the pile he had gathered.. Chace had never been able to skip stones, but he had a lot of time on his hands.
Pulling his arm back as if he were going to launch a frisbee, the Slytherin released the rock. It landed with a loud plunk and disappeared beneath the lake's skin. He swore loudly, picking up another from the pile he had gathered.. Chace had never been able to skip stones, but he had a lot of time on his hands.