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𝟬𝟭𝟳. 𝗅𝗎𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗌 𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗈𝗇

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𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐏𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐌  ── ◦'𖥸'◦ ──  𝒜𝒞𝒯 𝒪𝒩𝐸
↳ ❛ celeste received a firebolt for Christmas ❜︎
𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟭𝟳 ╱ ╱  🏛🧺 ˚◞𑁍ﾟ𝙿𝙻𝚄𝚃𝙾𝚂𝚆𝙸𝙵𝚃

"They are just being idiots, I know you mean well." Celeste linked her arms with Hermione in the direction of the library.

Ever since the whole Firebolt incident, Ron and Harry distanced themselves from Hermione as the girls took refuge in the Libraries.

"Oi Black, is it true?"

Celeste and Hermione's head turned around to see Marcus Flint and Adrian Pucey wearing giddy expressions. "Is what true?"

He mouthed the words 'Firebolt' which made Hermione gulp and Celeste wide-eyed.

"Not here!" she whispered and guided them to the opposite direction of the library. "Mione I'll meet you there."

"Okay, be careful." Hermione glared at the two older Slytherins who also seemed to be glaring at the muggleborn like she was vermin.

Once they were earshot away from Hermione, Adrian rolled his eyes, "I don't understand how you can be friends with a mudblood."

Celeste bit her tongue and sneered at him, "And I'm friends with you two gits."

Marcus scoffed but wore a look of excitement, "So it's true then...you got a Firebolt for Christmas. This changes everything, do you realize how lucky and unbelievable I am right now?!"

"Yeah, Snape told us   ─  "

"Well I'm sorry boys, but McGonagall basically 'McGoned' my broom," Celeste stated sarcastically. "I can't really blame her   ─ "

Adrian stopped walking and spun his feet to face Celeste, "You mean to tell me that the Head of Gryffindor House has your broom?" he bellowed. "That's unacceptable."

Celeste sighed gloomily, "She believes Sirius Black might've sent it, I don't mind having a Nimbus  ──  she believes it's jinxed."

"Jinxed, how can it be jinxed?"

Marcus smacked his shoulder, "Did you not hear a word she said you deftly impeccable, Baby Black has a crazy Uncle out there hunting for her scrawny ass."

"I'm not scrawny!" said Celeste, awfully offended by his choice of words. "And I get it, mostly everyone in my family are a bunch psychopaths."

Waving aside the information about her uncle, Marcus said, "But Black couldn't have bought the Firebolt, he's on the run. How could he just walk into the Quality Quidditch Supplies and buy a broomstick?"

"I don't know."

"I'll go and talk to her, and if she doesn't listen, then we can go to Snape." Adrian wrapped an arm around her shoulder. "Celeste Black...A Firebolt...a real Firebolt. Snape wants nothing more than our team to win as much as we do."