When everyone tells us what we can be
How can we rewrite the stars?
How can we rewrite the stars?
Hesper's smile began to return albeit in a more tempered form than before.
Had she been bored? Yes, and lonely too, but she was used to much worse deprivation over summer and so it was really an improvement on what might've been. Hogwarts really had spoiled her though, if she didn't marry in her first season she might go completely insane. It was infinitely preferable to my great aunt's house. She chose to avoid confirming it for the sake of keeping the conversation light and not making her friend feel bad for her. I swear almost all of the seventh years went home though, so it was mostly younger students around. Plenty of prefecting to do. I caught one of the third years trying to find the kitchens Christmas night, somehow they were still hungry! Speaking of food, Hesper's stomach growled. Good thing a feast was imminent.
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