When everyone tells us what we can be
How can we rewrite the stars?
How can we rewrite the stars?
Things only got worse when they almost careened into someone. Hesper might've been able to stop laughing and look appropriately mortified if it weren't for the fact that Sirius' laughter was apparently highly infectious. As it was, she was struggling to just keep doing the vaguely right steps of the waltz, all possibility of it being graceful had gone out the window completely. What if they actually don't? she wheezed and then promptly resumed her giggles.
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