The chatter of the first night always left Connie with a headache. After a summer of peace to be plunged back into the world of teenagers was a shock on her senses; it was normal, expected even, but whatever had caused the piercing shriek that caught her attention as she was leaving the Great Hall was definitely not normal. A crowd of students gathered around the spot did little to alleviate her suspicion.

“What’s going on here?” She asked patiently. It was only September. She had patience to spare for now, though it would run dry rapidly if silence reigned.

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MJ made me beautiful