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It was all just a bit too much. Hanna had accepted, happily, the responsibility of being a Prefect for Ravenclaw. But that was before this mist had spread itself around the castle she thought of as her safe home. Well, no longer safe, and only 50% what it had started as at the start of the year. Besides, there were OWLs to study for, with the sinking knowledge that... really... there was nowhere to sit for the examinations at the moment. She just had to brush her ever increasing anxiety away and pretend her insides were calm and sure. Whilst mayhem was brewing all around.
"Professor Stewart," she said to her Head of House. "If the Hufflepuffs are coming to our common room, will we need to get some spare beds?" Did that even exist? "Or some sleeping bags and mats? Did you want me to put extra beddings and things in each of the dorm rooms? Will we all fit like that?" How was it going to work? Hanna wanted to know, and she wanted to help. Physically. Do something. Anything.
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