 Which came first, the phoenix or the flame?
Ash shrugged. "It doesn't matter. We blew up the tech lounge. I almost died. Etcetera. It doesn't matter." That day had sent a message. The message said we don't want you here. What a stupid message. Ash couldn't NOT be a witch. If she had had a choice, she'd have given her magic to a squib who actually wanted it. The idea that she'd stolen magic was ridiculous. People usually stole things that they wanted or needed.
It was smart of Sammy to not ask her why she filled all of her time. Because... if you can't fill your time with love and genuine human connection, you need to fill it with something else.
"Cooking is cool. Important life skill too. I can't really cook anything fancy, but apparently all of my friends can. Muggle and magical." That made her set for life, right? "Sounds fun. Good hobby to have." Sammy could basically be her friend now please. Ash didn't know how to make cupcakes. Ash wanted to make cupcakes. Maybe she would next year if she made it.
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