Emmeline nodded in regards to dreams. Those were hers, the one constant thing she had in her life. They progressively got bigger. Originally it had simply been to be named Head Girl but now she was looking past that all thanks to a night spent drinking too much alcohol. Change was weird.

They walked in relative silence for a time before he spoke. She glanced up at him as she walked. "A shop on High Street," she answered, "Just have to drop it off then head home for dinner." It likely wouldn't be anything special and chances were her father wouldn't be at the table even.

"Why a Hit Wizard?" she asked as they continued on their way, turning questions to him instead of about herself.

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