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Crumple-Horned Snorkack
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Gracelyn Abbott-Daniau Sixth Year x5 x3
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Elizabeth Chambers Flourish and Blotts | Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict She was numb, but at least that was better than feeling on the verge of crying constantly. That was about all that could be said about Gracelyn as the fifth year had gone to lessons since the courtyard incident. While there had been the chance of a smile before, now it was even more rare if nonexistent. The Hufflepuff was a shell of her normal self, just over dealing with it all, and she had pretty much dragged herself out to the lake for the next Muggle Studies lesson.
The subject just seemed off given everything they had continued to be told, but she wasn’t about to risk whatever punishment might happen if she refused to leave the dorm either. “Hi Professor Schmoe,” she mumbled as she stepped inside the cones, just standing wherever she managed to end up. Did any of it really matter anymore?
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