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Saraie 
Caroline picked at the bits of jean sheds. She really knew how to mess up a new pair of jeans. Hehe. Now she knew why her mother told her not to get them. Amazingly mum was right. who knew?
Caroline immediately jerked her head up when she heard a very familiar voice calling her name. "Braden!" She turned her head around. It was him. She saw the grin of his, that she prepared herself for after hearing his voice. It had been a while since she had seen him. "Don't worry, I don't have any books here today." She llaughed.
She just realized that they were at the place where they met for the first time. She laughed maybe just to herself but anyway. That was kind of like their inside joke. "How was your summer?" She asked.
The Gryffindor boy couldn't help but laugh when Caroline assured him she didn't have any books with her that day. Heh. He'd never forget that
who knew something good could come out of getting hit on the arm with a book?
As the girl then went on to ask how his summer had been, Braeden shrugged. "It was alright, uneventful. Full of
family members and muggles amused by my 'magic tricks'," he said with a chuckle. Yep, that was Braeden to his family: the ever so amusing little magician. Not many of them took his ability to perform magic (as a wizard, not a magician) very seriously. "What about yours?" he asked.