Friends? Maybe Finished

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Her grin turned into a frown, the girl did not like to speak about this.

Beatrice said that she did not think that Gryffindor was the best house. Hannah looked tired, mostly because of the smell, well if you really want to know, it smelled like someone had farted their eyes out and mostly mixed with the smell of alcohol that the seventh years hid in here.

It was smelling very bad in there.

Hannah was happy that Beatrice felt the same way. "Sure, why don't we go outside?" then the girl turned her frown into a small grin, but it was so small it still looked like a frown. Her face usually tan was a bit pale, maybe because of the lighting? She wasn't too sure.

Most mirrors in there were broken or scratched, and there were only two that weren't broken. She looked at herself. Something interesting came to her mind "Who am I? Who are you Beatrice? What is our purpose?"

A small smile slipped from her mouth.

Hannah grabbed her stuff and she waited for Beatrice at the door, the girl soon had an idea. "Race you to the great lake!" she said with a bit of her Scottish accent slipping in. Hannah ran as fast as she could, not even looking behind.

She ran through the halls, like a small child running to get candy on Halloween. That was certainly how she felt.

She finally reached the great lake, and waited for Beatrice.

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