Adrienne stared at her twin. While this wasn't news to her, she still found the urge to fix him with a withering gaze when he said this. Instead she shook her head and gave a long-suffering sigh, indeed, wondering why in the world Ari had been the one to be put into Ravenclaw and not her. Of course by now she was situated with Slytherin and was no longer miffed at the choice the Sorting Hat made, but she never failed to be perplexed when the subject of studies came up between her and Aristide. "Well, you'll be quite done with them come this time next year," she pointed out with a grim smile. And I, perhaps betrothed, or worse, married. "We both will, which is something to...look forward to, I suppose."

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