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Moke
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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch Bella had twisted and turned all night, in her bed. Her head hadn't wanted to go to sleep after she had gotten news from home. Her mom had finally been admitted into St Mungos for her weirdness. Bella didn't know if she could even call it an actual disease, but hopefully the healers would figure it out and cure her finally, so things could go back to normal. After not much sleep she wasn't in the best of states as she entered the Great hall to eat breakfast. Her head ached, and she didn't know if she was hungry or not.
Letting her feet lead her over to the green snake table by their own accord Bella didn't really take in who was sitting at the table until she slipped into a seat next to a girl with a beanie pulled down over her head. Blinking and blinking that turned into staring, she asked incredously as it dawned on her who she actually sat beside. "Yukie? Hi, are you all right?" She saw the green hair, but didn't think much of it since many of her peers changed their hair colour so often that she had lost count. Why was Yukie of the lions sitting at her table and not her own? Maybe if she acted all normal, Yukie wouldn't be noticed by the Slytherins or anyone who passed by that she wasn't in her house table. Not like they weren't allowed to sit in other house tables anyway, but she wasn't with anyone she knew this morning. Ren didn't seem to be here, or Enzo either, but she also wasn't about to dash to the Puff table at the moment. The Hufflepuff rubbed her eyes. What if this was just a bad dream?
Nope, not a bad dream. Suppose even her small stature, though she was a growing little lady in her early teens, had not been able to mask her from eyes of the curious snakes in this table. Upon hearing her name, Yukie whipped around to face whoever it was, eyes wider than usual from another wave of panic. "Hi!" She also casually pulled her beanie down a bit more. Maybe it was the beanie. Of course, it was! Who wears beanies inside? She was sticking out like a sore thumb. The name of this older pretty Slytherin escaped her as well, another effect of her panic. Yukie never missed a face, and had better memory for remembering names of schoolmates than for remembering dates of goblin rebellions.
The third year almost forgot there had been a second question. She was distressed and distracted. "Y-yes..." Yukie started to say, but it was obvious just from looking at her that she was lying. At the same time, she hated lying so it was already souring her mood even more. "...No." Final answer.
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