 48. Leprechaun
.*.48. Leprechaun .*.
“Samira! Samira!” Cyril, Samira’s little cousin, came racing over. She stuck out a hand and stopped him before he could collide with her. Cyril stumbled back. He seemed dazed at first, but then regained his cheerful attitude. “I’ve decided what I want to be for Halloween!” He grinned, showing his missing front teeth.
“Oh?” Samira pretended to be interested. “And what is that?”
“A Slytherin!” he said happily. Samira had to laugh.
Later, when he came out of his room wearing all green with silver sparkles, he looked for Samira’s approval.
“How do I look?”
“Like a leprechaun.”
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