Maya giggled quietly at Kinsay's responses. If the evening chill hadn't been sufficient in keeping her awake, the Gryffindor's questions certainly did. Hearing her ask about making perfume in class did make Maya's back straighten with interest. It would be rather fun trying to make their own perfume in class, wouldn't it? Especially with the flowers currently on display.
But to the professor's question to the class, Maya didn't really have an answer that everyone else hadn't already mentioned. The only thing that no one had seemed to mention was how absolutely beautiful the flowers were currently and they weren't even bloomed yet. And that made Maya want to touch them. So the third year remained silent.
__________________ though we're strangers 'til now, we're choosing a path between the s t a r s________________._____________
♡ ♡_______________________.__________________________ ____i'll leave my .l o v e. between the stars...
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