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THE WEEKS HAD FLOWN AND IT WAS NOW TIME TO DEPART TO HOGWARTS.
the early morning had flown with vega not in any rush to pack what little items she had. it wasn't easy to forget things when you barely had anything to forget.
but as usual, she overestimated her time-keeping abilities and ended up in a rush out the house.
slumping her relatively small bag over her back (which she had enchanted with the undetectable extension charm back at hogwarts and was now filled with all her belongings, which was really a singular pair of clothes and a few trinkets), she descended down the narrow path from the small shack she lived in, appearing then in a more bustling town.
she was dressed in the real only other pair of clothes she had which was a regular black cropped cami top with a brown striped jacket overtop, brownish grey slightly baggy pants and fingerless gloves, somewhat aiding in keeping you warmer.
this was also paired with some old, tatty brown converse.
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(without the bag and jewellery)
with those, she had her usual headphones on, her brown hair in a claw clip she had bought for only a couple quid, hair framing her face.
a pack of cigarettes in one of the side pockets of the pants, hidden by the baginess, in with them was a black lighter patterned with a bright pink hollow star.
reaching into her side pocket, vega pulls out a cigarette and her lighter.
holding the cigarette between two fingers, she flicks the lighter on, it taking her three tries before the flames lit.
holding it up to the end of her cigarette, she let it burn, bringing it to her mouth and sucking on the material.
the nicotine burned her throat and lungs in such a way that was painfully addicting.
