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Now... chocolate substitute... Jam? ...No! Bertie Botts? ...Nah! Vegetables? ...DEFINITELY no!
Shaking her head, Kita frowned slightly and put her head in her hands. This was definitely harder than she thought. Cake? ...Not without chocolate! Fruit? Meh! Stranger? Never in a mil-
Wait.. WHAT?! A stranger?! She can't eat a stranger! o__O Her eyes shot open and she searched around for the source of the thing that had driven her to say that she would eat a stranger. Her eyes landed on a familiar brunette who seemed to be asking her something. But there was only one problem... who the hell was she?
Confused, Kita looked at the girl carefully, trying to see if she could find any clues that would remind her when and where she had met her. And that's when an image of a bookstore entered her mind.
Gasping, the sixteen year old blinked at the girl in front of her before throwing her arms around the girl and giving her a hug. "Samira!" she squealed, letting go, "It's been so long!"
Samira laughed and hugged Kita back enthusiastically.
That's my name, don't wear it out. "Kita!" Samira took a step back. Last time Samira spoke to Kita was before the term started, at Diagon Ally. They had a riveting debate over which House was more superior: Slytherin or Hufflepuff. Kita had surprisingly good reasons, and Samira wasn't sure if the debate was settled. Then again, maybe it would be better if they
didn't settle it. It was fun while it lasted, though.
"Look!" she said excitedly.
"I got purple hair extensions!" Samira twirled a strand of dark purple hair to show. Luckily, they came out, and it was nothing permanent. Samira was
not doing anything permanent to her hair. It was only so she could match Nika's pink hair--which was permanent.
"So what have you been up to?" she asked curiously. It really has been too long.