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The journey to the Divination tower on the seventh floor was NEVER a pleasant one. Why? Simple. Nora was a Slytherin. Slytherins lived down there, in the dungeons. There was a LONG way from there to the seventh floor.
After climbing the ladder, she finally entered the classroom and her eyes drifted across the room directly towards the BEAUTIFUL parrot. But she wouldn't touch it. "Hello, professor," she smiled brightly at yet another unfamiliar figure, after which she took a seat somewhere in the front, waiting quietly for the lesson to start.
Time for Divination.
With hasty steps, the fourth year made her way along the corridor heading over towards the classroom. Even though Divination wasn’t one of her strong subjects, Gwendolyn was kind of eager of attending at this lesson.
‘Hello Professor’, the Ravenclaw said as she entered the classroom, quickly scanning the place, hoping to see some familiar faces around.
And there was Nora! Gwen walked towards her friend with a smirk on her face. Only as she got closer, she was able to spot the… green in the Slytherin’s hair.
She used the potion!, the fourth year thought, feeling actually relieved that the hadn’t done anything stupid while brewing the colour changing potion. She gave a bright grin to Nora, making a mental note of talking to her somewhere after class.
‘Mind if I sit here?’, the girl finally asked.