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iBeJenn 
Bianca tightened her scarf around her neck and tugged her gloves on. They were a bit loose on her and she really didn't want to lose another glove. Tucking her hair behind her ear, she laid out a blanket by the whomping willow. She would be having a picnic for one today, and by picnic she meant that she was going to sit there with a basket of food, her camera and take pictures of whatever ridiculously embarrassing thing people did.
Then sell them to someone or put them in the yearbook because that would be hilarious and who didn't want to see those pictures? Those are the memories that were really remembered anyways.
So she sat down as gracefully as she possibly could in the colder weather, opened her basket and started to set up her camera... and took out her bread people.
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With his warm woolen coat paired with his Slytherin scarf, Simon ventured outside. Winter was already coming. The days were getting colder and shorter. The boy was certainly not prepared for another winter. However, he had spent all day in the castle prepping for examinations and he was surely about to go mad so he had forced himself to venture out.
Simon lazily strolled out of the castle and about the grounds. Eventually, he ended up by the dangerous Whomping Willow in all of its splendor. He took a step back and admired the tree in all of its glory for a couple of moments. His eyes only stayed on the willow for a matter of seconds and soon shifted towards a beautiful girl setting up a picnic. He knew that girl.
Bianca.
He smiled for he was happy to see a familiar face and headed towards her. "
I hate to disrupt you, your magnanimous Grace, but may I join you?" he asked with a wide grin accompanied by a cheeky wink.
Hehe. He could play her game. And if she liked what he called her, then maybe he'd fall over and pretend to be dead.
