I walked down to DADA with Professor Snape. Snape was different. Negatively different.
We were practising non-verbal spells. I had already done those to perfection.
"Can anyone tell me what the advantages of a non-verbal spell?"
I raised my hand.
"Miss Dean?"
"The opposition does not know what kind of magic you are using, therefore, they can't attract an appropriate counter."
"Hmm...correct."
I paired with Giny.
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After a day of classes, I went to the library to study for our OWLs. Cece and Ginny came. I browsed and pulled out a huge book and propped it on table. I read for about 5 hours. Then I went to Quittich.
I got the Quaffle. I passed to Micheal. He passed through the hoops. Back to me, I passed through the hoops. I was skirting along the perimeter I dodged a bludger, jumped over a chaser and scored. I remembered when Harry first taught me how to play. Harry... He was missing.
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I walked into the great hall for dinner. There he was, sitting at the Gryffindor table. Neville poked him and mouthed: Harry, it's Annabeth!
He turned, grinning. I smiled and ran up to him. I flung my arms around him.
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Annabeth Dean's 5th year at Hogwarts
Random5th year. The year of OWLs and much, much more. Mysteries, sacrifice and faults. Oh, and guess what? Professor Trelawney has predicted that not all of us will survive... I don't own any of the characters apart from Cecilia, Annabeth and Will and Zuw...
