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dingDong 
Walking in the greenhouse, she waved to her peers, eyeing them all, took an extra look at Ellie Stone as she reminisced the events at that last Quidditch game (EVENTS TOO HARSH FOR ME TO RETYPE), and then happily skipped off to take a seat. She was a flower today. She even brought her flowery and overdramatic feathery quill. See? How prepared she was.
Ellie. Felt. Eyes.
She glanced to whoever was eyeing her before quickly looking away.
Crud.
WHY was Lola looking at her? And what in Merlin's beard was she wearing??? Stop looking, Lola. Stop.
Ellie was avoiding looking back at all costs. She did not know the obscenely dressed girl. She did NOT know her! No.
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Hera Oohh a new face in her class. But a familiar face nonetheless.
"Morning Miss Stone, congratulations on Ravenclaw's win over the weekend. You played spectacularly."It was good to see Ravenclaw do well. It reminded her of when she was a student.
Oh, thank you Professor for distracting her!
"Ellie." None of that 'Miss' stuff. And...and...BEAM.
"Thank you." Hehe.
Herbology Professor was in the good book. That was certain.
BEAM.