 Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB
As usual, Bernie didn't WAAAAAAANT to go home. Even though she'd had lots of fun last summer, and even though she'd been possessed by a stupid ghost this year, her home (the flat) was still worse than all of that. Bernie would take 100 stupid possessions and a treasure chest full of cursed gold instead of going home.
She dropped into a seat near Stella, Cole and Naya (ewwwwwww, lovebirds) and sighed loudly. "Sucks that this is your last feast," she butted into their conversation. "You'd better stuff yourself, huh?" Bernie wondered if there was a potion for forgetting emotions, so she could take it when she was a seventh year on her last night at Hogwarts.
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