Connie quickly located the refreshment tables and ordered, thankful that they were far from the room they had just come out of and unsurprised to find that there was scarcely anybody else here. In fact, she glanced around, other than the indolent servers they were the only ones and she felt another pang of sympathy for all those people stuck in the village, not knowing what was going to happen next.

“I only hope that we both get to return to Hogwarts in September,” she had begun to worry, but surely it would not come to that? The Headmaster might not like other people being in the castle but without them he might have to find some other occupation and thus would not be able to glare at students and be rude to his colleagues: he would surely fight to find a way for everybody to return, even if the fog remained? “From what I’ve heard you need fog lamps to see a foot in front of your face,” she smirked as she lifted her tea, but managed to catch herself and force her face into sternness. “Although it would stop unfortunate skirmishes between students so would make my life easier.”

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MJ made me beautiful