Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
Amy paused mid plait as she heard a voice, oooh, so people did come in here, last time they had she'd got into an argument with one gryfindor. Awkward. Still, she looked at the girl in the mirror, sizing her up, just as small tall as Amy short bum, though she looked younger. Ah. It seemed there were only little peoples this year. It kinda sucked..
And the girl was holding a BOOK?! Books were bad, books made you think, and Amy wasn't very good at logical thinking, illogical she was fine but logical..ah. A Ravenclaw, so Amy couldn't really hold it against the girl for having a book, if there was one thing she was sure about, it was that Ravvie's ALWAYS had a book on them, hai she grinned at the girl, swinging around and letting go of her hair so it fell out in waves. The girl looked, proper nervous. Proper nervous. Ah well. Amy was nice. She didn't bite.
She looked a little mental with damp hair but she was normal. Well, not normal but definatley nice. She was a hufflepuff after all
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