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Grangerfn1 
Becca was moping down the corridor. It was pathetic, maybe, but completely appropriate for the time being. That was until she lifted her head and caught a glance of Cela with a Hufflepuff in the compartment she was passing. Without asking for an invitation, Becca stepped inside and sat down next to the only person she figured was feeling as unhappy as herself. She crossed one leg over the other and simply observed the conversation between the two students in the compartment, fiddling with the end of her sleeve all the while. She was cool and casual. No tears. Yep.
Not yet.
"Becca." Cela shifted closer and slid her arm around the other girl. Her yearmate. From the split schools, through werewolves, merpeople and all sorts of other things added in for spice, Becca had always been THERE. So Cela saw nothing odd about her being there now.
Celandine was still wearing her uniform. She'd not change until the absolute last moment. So probably just before bed that night.