.𖥔 ݁ ˖🍁๋࣭ ⭑🍂༘⋆ || Autumn Rivers was one of those unique individuals who's eccentricity extended to all aspects of her life. With her quirky behaviour and unconventional way of thinking, she had an aura of mystery that intrigued everyone around h...
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CHAPTER EIGHT - 🍂 ୧ quidditch . . . & parties ও🦌
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A PARTICULAR AMOUNT OF TIME HAD LAPSED, and it happened to be the day of the much-anticipated match: Gryffindor versus Slytherin.
Raven and Elliot ambled alongside Autumn, Raven clutching her one arm while the latter held the other, as they made their way towards the Quidditch pitch.
The climate had steadily grown more chilled, thus they were able to relish in the warmth she was offering.
Raven's visual focus shifted to the scarf that Autumn was wearing, provoking her curiosity regarding its ownership.
As a consequence, she elected to pose a query, inquiring, "Whose Gryffindor scarf is that?
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It was early the previous day, with the Great Hall abuzz as Autumn had complied with James' request by arriving before he went off to the Quidditch Pitch with his team. She had wanted to wake up Raven, though her friend remained in a state of deep slumber, and so she decided to go herself.
As she had arrived, all of the guys were already there and she simply ended up engaging in breakfast alongside them, although she mostly conversed with James.
