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Hello, my dear readers!!
I want to say a big big big thank you because we reached 1k reads!! :') Can you believe it?
I started writing this story because I got back into my Harry Potter Phase and because I was going through a real real bad time and writing distracted me from it all, I'm so incredibly grateful that I've found this passion again, and I'm glad you guys are enjoying it too!
I wanted to see how many words I've written in this story, and it's roughly over 62'000! Isn't that absolutely insane? I've converted that into Word pages and apparently, it's around 114 pages with font size 11! INSANITY!!
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The cloudy night covered the last of the twilight sky as if the blackness failed to come fast enough. The rolling grey rapidly became as invisible as the stars it concealed, but the air still felt humid. The low sky revealed a claustrophobic tension and the stars in the sky were non-existent, as between them appeared whiffs of gray. They blanketed the sky, hiding the full moon in its full glory behind them. But the moon fought to shine its light onto the earth and the Astronomy Tower of Hogwarts. The clouds stretched over the sky, giving it a hazy ominous feel.
Gavin and Ginny had originally intended to meet up at the Astronomy Tower, yet a modification of plans had to be in order as the Astronomy Tower was already occupied by fellow Gryffindor, Slytherin, and Hufflepuff students. Instead of the Astronomy Tower, the pair decided to sneak into the Divination Classroom. At least twenty petite, round tables were packed inside it, all enclosed by chintz armchairs and thick little poufs. Everything was illuminated with faint, blood-red light; the shades at the windows were all shut, and the various lanterns were wrapped with deep red shawls. It was stiflingly warm, and the fire which proceeded to burn under the crowded mantelpiece was presenting off a heavy, feeble sort of fragrance as it heated a large copper pot. The cupboards running around the circular walls were jammed with grimy-looking feathers, remnants of candles, many packages of tattered playing cards, countless silvery crystal balls, and a huge array of teacups.
Gavin and Ginny relaxed down onto two dark red circular pillows on the floor, facing each other. Gavin grinned at Ginny while taking in her facial features in the darkly lit room. Ginny was a gorgeous girl, she shared the infamous traits with her brothers: flaming red hair and a freckled, pale complexion. Her eyes were the shade of acorns, just bright enough to shine in the shadows.
"What are you thinking about?" Ginny asked, grinning from ear to ear. Gavin shook up, he comprehended he was gazing at her but for some absurd reason, he believed she would not notice.
"Just wondering about classes of course" he smirked back at her raising his right eyebrow while biting his tongue in his mouth. Ginny reactively circled her eyes and swayed her head before taking her eyes off Gavin and letting them wander throughout the mysterious chamber.
"Will you tell me about Durmstrang?" Ginny inquired, her voice more serious and more reserved now.
"What do you know of Durmstrang?" Gavin asked curiously. Ginny now turned her gaze back to his eyes.
"Quite frankly, I do not know a single thing" she smirked while lifting her shoulders, tilting her head to the left slightly.
Gavin sighed out heavily in pretended annoyance as he began to narrate all about his former school.
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