Watching as the young girl got up quicker than Sweetie expected, the Slytherin stepped back out of instinct. Fast movements like that were not something that sat well with the Whitledge girl. Uncertain why, she decided to ignore it. Looking at the broom as the girl picked it up, Sweetie then turned her eyes towards her own belongings. "Apology accepted." Bending down, she was careful not to bump into the other girl while helping to gather the books. Smiling a little while glancing at one book in particular, she sighed softly. A book on animagi. One of the many that she would be studying for the next few years.
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Wanna be there for Sweetie during her post-election slump?