This was a trap. It was the only explanation Anne could think of. A pack of overly rich, pretentious, French thugs was waiting for her in the park. Absolutely the only explanation, but also a wonderful justification for arriving with her hand firmly on her wand. It had nothing to do with the fact that she was now old enough to wield her magic outside of school. Alright, almost nothing.
Anne arrived when asked, her hand firmly on her wand in her pocket. She wouldn't be caught off guard, thank you very much. She stood near the frozen lake, her former dormmate standing before her, looking more like an adult than Anne could be comfortable with. Violet had changed; Anne wasn't ready to say for the better just yet. Violetta was nervous. As much as Anne enjoyed the other girl knowing she was on shaky ground, she had spent five years with her. If Violet was nervous, Anne was nervous.
Cutting to the chase, Anne delivered bluntly, "Alright, Violet, what do you want?"
Anne arrived when asked, her hand firmly on her wand in her pocket. She wouldn't be caught off guard, thank you very much. She stood near the frozen lake, her former dormmate standing before her, looking more like an adult than Anne could be comfortable with. Violet had changed; Anne wasn't ready to say for the better just yet. Violetta was nervous. As much as Anne enjoyed the other girl knowing she was on shaky ground, she had spent five years with her. If Violet was nervous, Anne was nervous.
Cutting to the chase, Anne delivered bluntly, "Alright, Violet, what do you want?"
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