November 14, 1888 - Hogwarts Corridors
It was still quite disappointing for Sweetie that she hadn't made it past the first round of the potions contest. Even if it wasn't her favorite class. Still, those she had competed against did seem quite smart. It was good that she was not the only Slytherin there. At least she hadn't let her house down completely by not making it to the end.
Her mind elsewhere, she didn't really notice another person turning the corner until it was too late. A flash of red hair was the main thing she noticed while bumping into the other student. Well, she also noticed her things immediately falling to the ground upon the collision. She could only hope that the other student's belongings hadn't fallen as well. Looking at the other student clearly now, Sweetie's eyes widened at the brightness of red that the young girl's hair was. It was clear that she wasn't happy. "My apologies. I should have been more attentive."
Her mind elsewhere, she didn't really notice another person turning the corner until it was too late. A flash of red hair was the main thing she noticed while bumping into the other student. Well, she also noticed her things immediately falling to the ground upon the collision. She could only hope that the other student's belongings hadn't fallen as well. Looking at the other student clearly now, Sweetie's eyes widened at the brightness of red that the young girl's hair was. It was clear that she wasn't happy. "My apologies. I should have been more attentive."
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Wanna be there for Sweetie during her post-election slump?