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Soft paws pad against the floor of the Gryffindor Boy's Dormitories. A red fox, holding a piece of parchment in its mouth, nudges open a door with L. Jordan, F. Weasley, G. Weasley and K. Towler inscribed on the golden plaque. The fox weaves through the obstacle course of a room, crawling under the beds of the boys before she reaches George Weasley's nightstand. The fox gets onto its hind legs before dropping the piece of parchment onto the nightstand.
"What the fuck?"
Fred Weasley's voice causes the fox's head to snap to the side, its eyes wide with fear. Before Fred had a chance to react, the fox darts out of the room and down the stairs. Reyna is quick to morph back, quick to settle herself on the sofa in the common room, placing her head down and closing her eyes.
"Reyna!"
The witch mumbles, swatting away Fred's hands before sitting up and yawning, stretching out her arms for effect.
"Did you see it?"
"See what?"
"The fox!"
"Fred, what are you talking about?"
"There was a fox in my dorm!"
"You were probably dreaming," Reyna pats the wizard on the shoulder.
"I could have sworn-"
"Fred, why would there be a fox in your room?"
"Good point,"
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Reyna listens to the Weasley Twins' conversation over the general buzz of breakfast. The twins were debating whether the fox Fred has seen returning 'the map' was the same fox that had saved George from the Whomping Willow.
"It had to be," Fred states with certainty. "How else would they have known it was you?"
"It was weird Freddie," George murmurs. "The fox looked at me and it was like it knew me and it felt like- It felt like I knew it"
"All this arguing with Rainy is melting your brain, Georgie," Fred snorts nudging his brother. "That or you've been dancing with foxes in your spare time. Besides, what were you even doing out there?"
"Lupin was out there," George replies.
"No she wasn't," Fred shakes his head. "When I chased the fox, I found her fast asleep in the common room"
"She wasn't there when I left,"
Reyna stares at her plate of fruit and pancakes when she feels two sets of eyes lock onto her. Her hair falls to cover her face as she pokes at the strawberry as if it would do a dance on her plate. The feeling of the twins' gazes didn't relent and Reyna whips her head to face them.
"I'm aware you two aren't used to seeing women outside of those magazines I'm sure you hide under your beds," The witch snaps. "But openly gawking at them is considered creepy. Sorry Fred"
