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Herminny
Chloe suddenly heard the oice of a goodfreind and decided to ignore the stupid portraits. She turned around and there was Simon, aka, stink bomb boy. "Oh, hey there Simon, I have been in the library and on the practice pitch. Newt year is killer but I still managed to make some time for quiddich and made my house team, I am so excited. "So whats up with you. No more stink bomb mishaps I hope?".
Simon smiled at Chloe. "Well I hope you do well in your Newts this year." Simon said, another of his friends would be leaving, it was not fair, he couldn' believe that next year he would be taking owls, it seemed like yesterday he was just starting his first term and he remember it well, he had gotten into trouble then for dungbombing the corridor and then the turn after he dungbombed a Professor's office, but now his stash of Dungbombs was running low. "Don't worry I'm running low on them so I ain't going to waste them but I wonder what Vindictus would do if I set one of in the middle of a Quidditch Match?" Simon laughed, that would be funny to see. "Not that I would do anything like that." Simon said as he remember that the Headmaster was in the room.