 Wowza!
Still standing at five feet four inches, the fifth year had not changed one bit since the last time she'd set a foot inside the Hogwarts castle. In truth, she looked exactly the same; not one inch taller, and certainly not one inch shorter either. Perhaps the only and practically insiginificant difference was that her dark chocolate hair was slightly longer than it used to be, and that her cheeks were a little bit tan due to all the sun she had soaked up during the summer. And how she missed the summer. But there was no point on complaining how ridiculously quickly it had past, for she was in Hogwarts again. And she would be there for the next nine months.
Flipping one dark lock of hair to the back, Willow strolled down the great hall a little bit pompous, smugness radiating from every inch of her entire body. She had been waiting for this moment for a long time; people finally would know who the new Quidditch Captain was. She would make sure of that.
Yes, she could be a huge show off. Now, Willow could only hope that she would not turn out to be one lousy captain. Ryan would probably assassin her if that happened. Whenever it is that she would see him again, that is.
Taking seat around the middle of the long Ravenclaw table, her forest green eyes scanned the obviously delicious food --she didn't need to taste it in order to know it was good-- carefully, before deciding after a couple of moments that she felt like having roast and mashed potatoes. Quickly but carefully, the fifth year helped herself with her food, and then poured some pumpkin juice in her goblet before taking a sip.
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