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There were some things at Hogwarts that had lost their magic or grandeur. The train ride, which had initially seemed so magical was now monotonous. The carriage ride to the school a little less so, although that was mostly due to the Thestrals that were pulling it. Having taken several photos of the skeletal creatures, she’d wanted to see if they’d show up once they’d been developed, more so out of curiosity than anything else, but that would have to wait until after the feast. Unlike the train ride to Hogwarts, the Great Hall still made Sloane fell slightly warmer on the inside, despite it being her sixth at Hogwarts. The table on the right side of the hall, decked out in green, had always felt like a safe place for her. A home away from home.
Hands in the pockets of her robes, she wandered into the hall, her eyes on the staff table briefly before moving towards the right-hand side of the hall, her frizzy red hair bouncing slightly as she moved. The summer had been somewhat of a more relaxed one than she’d been used to, although it wasn’t exactly unwelcome. One of the more noticeable changes or at least that’s how it felt to her however, was the alteration to her last name. Formerly Sloane Aubrey Knott, she was now a ‘Chosen’ and with it came a strange sense of confidence. Or belonging. Was that what everyone who had parents felt like? She wasn’t exactly sure, but to her, the change felt important.
Wishing that she’d brought a book with her to keep herself busy, she instead tried her best not to look too scary and sat with a neutral, less thunderstruck expression as the Great Hall began to fill up with students. |