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Miss Marilyn
Marilyn entered the Great Hall, a sense of calm surrounding her. It was official. She would be spending the summer with Carter and his family. Muggles...Something the blonde had never done before...
Glancing over at the Gryffindor table, she immediately spotted Rafe...alone. His eyes were downcast...and because Marilyn knew him so well, she knew he was in deep thought. He usually didn't like being disturbed when he had things on his mind...but Marilyn figured he'd make an exception for her.
Wondering over to where he sat at the Gryffindor table, the blonde took a seat. "Rafe..."
"Hhhh." Rafe couldn't get a word out. His throat was soar and he could barely speak. He reached over for a goblet and took a swig a butterbeer.
"Hey," he said hoarsely. Rafe coughed. Usually he had a quick recovery system and healed quickly. He'd never been sick before, but given recent events and a breaking heart his immune system was really weak.
"How's it going Monroe?" He smiled, but it was crooked and not ear to ear like usual when he saw her.