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Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2011 3:57 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2011 3:59 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2011 4:23 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2011 5:10 pm
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The soft breeze was comforting as it hit Bailey's cheeks on her way out of the carriage. The castle looked just as it had the last time she had been here. Of course it does, it's a castle. She made fun of herself for her own thoughts. She tucked Oliver back inside her robes, stepping out into the middle of the cobbled courtyard, glancing around eagerly for anyone she knew. Her stomach growled audibly, and she was instantly reminded of last year's sorting feast, and what seemed like hours she had to wait to relieve her hunger.
Bailey continued to look around, and from behind, she could clearly make out someone talking about Quidditch. Whirling around, the sight of Nevin brought a gaping smile to her face. "That's right!" She encouraged the keeper of her Hufflepuff Quidditch team. "I hope you know I'm counting on you two to win us the House Cup, this year!" Her smile peeled into more of a teasing grin as she let out a soft ring of laughter.
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