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Originally Posted by
Mell 
Durmstrang may have had bigger grounds than Hogwarts but they weren't as nice and since the days were never as long you never really got to enjoy being outside that much.
Besides Zahra, that's what Michael had missed the most about Hogwarts, being able to enjoy the outdoors. He had just spent a couple of hours down by the lake and was making his way back into the castle to do a little study when he spotted a recognisable face in the courtyard.
With a small grin on his face, Michael made his way over to her and stopped right in front of her casting a shadow over the parchment she was trying to write on. "Did you run out of ink?"
Someone decided to talk to her just as she pressed the tip of her quill to the parchment. Tilting her head up just a bit to be able to see who it was, but not enough to make them think they could stick around, Beverly frowned, opening her mouth to respond but instead of words she just blinked up at the figure.
. . . . . . .
"Train Boy," she replied, a slow smile brightening her face. No. Way. Of course she'd recognize
him....
It was him and not a twin, right?