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Ronnie watched nervously as Samira cocked her head. Luckily, she didn't ask why she messed up Isabelle's name. "I am in my fir- I mean fifth year." she said, making a mistake again. "I feel like I'm still a little kid sometimes, you know? I don't know what it is...I guess I just want to be a first year at times." she said with a laugh. Hopefully that was a good excuse to say why she almost said first year
As Ronnie ate, she felt a bit weird. Oh no, the polyjuice potion was coming off! "Er....terribly sorry. I have to go.....to the bathroom." she said as her blonde hair began to turn back to bright orange. "Nice meeting you!" she said, dashing as fast as she could out of the Great Hall.
Samira nodded her head as Isabelle slipped again.
"I get it, can't say I'm the same though." Samira gave a small laugh.
"I kind of like being older." She hated being a first year, the lowest of grades. Now she was older, not the youngest, and she liked it.
"Um.." Samira's eyebrows scrunched in confusion as Isabelle unceremoniously dashed off.
"Ok then..." she muttered to herself, before popping another strawberry in her mouth.
That was rather rude...