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Juliette Potter had lived a hundred lives, all in one

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Juliette Potter had lived a hundred lives, all in one.
Her addiction with reading was most definitely not inherited. Her parents much preferred plays and her brother liked the thrill of living life on the edge.
She on the other hand loved reading, her obsession began in her third year of hogwarts when she found a muggle book by the name of animal farm in the hogwarts library.

She found it rather difficult to get into at first since it wasn't really all that special but she had made it her mission to complete that book by the end of the month.

She spent the nights she couldn't sleep attempting to read but she just couldn't get into it.

Until one strange Sunday night. She strolled stealthily across the halls of hogwarts and found herself in the most peculiar dark corner.

The corner was so small she was sure no body would've noticed it before but the strange corner had for some reason. A door.

As she opened the door she was hit with dust, a lot of it, it was likely a storage room a couple hundred years ago. She pulled out her wand and muttered lumos.

The room lit up she was in awe.
It definitely needed cleaning up but was relatively the most perfect room she had ever seen.

It was bland, had no interior and no decorations. But that was the thrill of it all. Decorating, personalizing the room.

From then on the room was called Juliette's corner as she filled the small room with couches and blankets, bringing her favourite pillow and handing lights. She had put up candles and carpeted the floors. The process of making the room hers without getting caught was difficult but the end result was so worth it.

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