When everyone tells us what we can be
How can we rewrite the stars?
How can we rewrite the stars?
Hesper didn't know Billie Farrow very well but she knew of her very well; she found her fascinating in the same way one might find a senile house elf fascinating. Hesper took great pains to hide her scorn - it wasn't personal after all, she just so happened to be the epitome of everything Hesper had been trained not to be. It wasn't seemly to be so unladylike, so free.
Miss Farrow probably dueled in an equally unrestrained manner which meant she'd have to do more than half-assed decorative spells if she didn't want the younger girl to beat her. Immobulus! Hopefully her spell would hit first.
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