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Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Fourth Year Ministry Department Head:
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| ■■ 9. Disapparate astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf ■■ 9. Disapparate “Alright, just relax. Breath. Relax.”
“Hermione, you are making me nervous,” Ron hissed through his teeth as they waited with the rest of their classmates for their names to be called.
“Sorry,” she whispered.
“Wealsey, Ronald,” called a elderly witch looking over the rim of her glasses.
“Here goes nothing,” he sighed standing up.
After a few more minutes, another wizard made his appearance. “Granger, Hermione.”
Hermione started choking on her own saliva when she tried to both speak and swallow at the same time. Coughing like she was about to lose a lung.
Hermione entered the room where she saw nothing but the wizard that had called her in.
“Alright, Miss Granger. I want you to Disapparate to a location of your choice and then Apparate back.”
Now able to breathe calmly, Hermione tried to clear her mind and think of a location for her to Disapparate to. Remember the three D’s, she told herself.
With her location clear in her mind, Hermione felt herself being pulled by the navel and found herself in the forest she had gone camping in with her parents. Smiling, she focused on getting back to Hogwarts.
“Congratulations,” the wizard smiled. “You’ve passed.”
__________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back.........................................
But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... 
The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony
My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like |
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