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Awarlesta Black 
Awar laughed as her cousin listed her day activites. "You know, I wonder why you don't have a boyfriend. You're so pretty and smart! I don't get why boys are so blind." She shook her head, sighing.
"He said he met her at the orientation, so I suspect she works there." Awar tapped her chin, trying to recall the details.
Presley sighed.
"You're a sweet kid, Awarlesta." Code for: you're too nice and you give me more credit than I deserve. I'm not that attractive, and intelligence doesn't win you a boyfriend.
Hmm. Ministry worker. What department? Was she from a good family? Was she well-mannered? So many questions she'd have to ask Manolo in her next letter.
"That's nice. I wonder what grandfather will think of her." Presley said aloud. Awar would understand the billions of speculations contained in that small statement.
"What about you?" she nidged the eleven year old playfully.
"Any cute boys caught your eye yet?" Though she was almost twelve. Presley would have to get her a gift next Hogsmeade weekend.