Despite her overwhelming desire to get her hands on a wand a perform the magic she'd long waited to perform, the prospect of doing so unsupervised and without any formal education brought a sickening feeling to her stomach—especially after Mr. Fudge nearly set the sand ablaze. She may have been daring, but stupid she was not!

A small spread on her lips as she reached out a nudged his hand backwards.

"I think it would be quite hypocritical to scold you for doing careless magic and then do the same myself," she admitted, her cheeks flushing a soft pink hue. "But perhaps we can practice again—when school starts, that is. I would like that." If they ever got to go to school, that was.

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