Napoleon of Crime - Gryffinclaw - ❄ Lunar Library Lurker ❄ - Owl Emissary - Pirate Auror  47. Portkey
The air was cool as it blew across the winding coastline. Her dark brown locks were following the breezes path as she stood on a rocky outcropping overlooking the beach and admiring the New Year’s sunset.
She had been right in taking the holiday in the Mediterranean. It’s warmer weather reminding her of her home.
Her fingers fiddled with the keychain in her hand until it grew warm with the glow of the spell, letting her know it was time. With a sigh she disappeared, the portkey transporting her back to the cold Scotland winter and her duties at Hogwarts.
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