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Zander wasn't here to read, merlin no. He was really just here to sit and think. Think about all the weird things that had happened this term. Or, actually not weird- all of the down right horrible things that had happened this term. He walked into the reading room slowly and traced the books along the wall with his fingers. As he made his way inside, he looked around for a bit. He hadn't really stayed in here for too long before.... It was kind of a strange room, very... quiet.
But you know, in a weird sort of way he liked it. A lot actually. It was pretty good for thinking. So shrugging his shoulders a bit, the Gryffindor eyed one cozy looking beanbag chair in particular- it was the one that was leaning against the wall. He took his time making it over there, but once he got in front of it, he just plot right down.... That's when he heard muttering coming from above, and there she was.
Beautiful Bentley.
WHAT?
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