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⭒☆━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━☆⭒ Elara Lily Lupin was a very observant little girl. From a young age, she'd notice how the dew drops on little floors that were planted outside her house would fall every 0.5 seconds, she'd notice how she saw a little ladybird, at the age of four, who had nine spots on her back, in fact, Elara's observations became even more prominent as she grew older. So naturally, she was a pretty good person to come to about certain details.
Right now it was only 7:50pm on a cold Thursday night. Elara was tucked away in an oversized yellow cardigan, her hair pulled up into a bun and a casual pair of jeans worn. The sky was dark and clouds infested the sky. Remus hadn't arrived yet, Elara could only assume he was getting what he needed to teach Harry the complicated Patronus charm. Elara knew a lot about Patronus'. They were oddly peculiar guardians, nonetheless that didn't stop people from being fascinated. She was too oddly fascinated with the splotches of dirt that laid in odd patterns on the ground. Her eyes followed them, connecting them like a puzzle.
Elara's feet were dangling off the edge of the table as she sat in Professor Binn's classroom. She waited until she heard the clock chime eight times. 8 o'clock. She mumbled some incoherent words under her breathe as she started fiddling with the skin on her hands.
Finally she heard someone stumble into the classroom. "Hi Harry!" Elara waved when she saw the messy haired boy stumble into the classroom awkwardly. "How are you?" She said in her usual happy tone. She quite liked being up and around somewhere that wasn't the Hufflepuff common rooms. It felt nice to be in a dingy old classroom that had cobwebs decorating the ceilings like how stars decorated the isolated night sky.
Harry waved at her and went to join her, sitting on the table. "Hi Lars, I'm good," he smiled politely at her. He was quite glad she was watching, her telling him only hours ago that she was joining them later. After waiting five minutes approximately ( Elara counted herself ), Elara's papa had arrived, carrying a large packing case, which he pulled onto Professor Binn's desk.
"What's that?" said Harry, curiously gazing at the packing case with curiosity.
Elara knew what it was. "It's a Boggart," she answered his question, her eyes glinting with recognition.
"Yes, Elara's right," Remus smiled at her. "It's a Boggart," he took off his cloak. "I've been combing the castle ever since Tuesday, and very luckily, I found this one lurking inside Mr. Filch's filing cabinet. It's the nearest we'll get to a real Dementor. The Boggart will turn into a Dementor when he sees you, so we'll be able to practice on him. I can store him in my office when we're not using him; there's a cupboard under my desk he'll like."
"What if Harry doesn't find them scary any more and suddenly it's something else?" She asked curiously. Evidently, Remus hadn't thought of this and sent her a puzzled look as her words processed in his mind.
