May 28th, 1895 — Hogwarts Coming Out Ball
It had taken champagne and a swig of something she'd swear she didn't get from her teammate to get her to this moment. Anne blamed the mix of feelings she had about this dreaded important conversation on the alcohol and being forced to play at etiquette games all evening. Honestly, how was there an entire class of people who were happy at these things? Anne hadn't come any closer to understanding that in her sixteen years of life.
Giving herself a good mental shake, Anne squared her shoulders and approached her target, her face forgetting it was meant to smile. "Hunter." Anne acknowledged with a nod only; manners absolutely on display this evening. "Good to see you." Anne looked as thrilled to see her friend as she might during a punishment.
Giving herself a good mental shake, Anne squared her shoulders and approached her target, her face forgetting it was meant to smile. "Hunter." Anne acknowledged with a nod only; manners absolutely on display this evening. "Good to see you." Anne looked as thrilled to see her friend as she might during a punishment.
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