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"YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE IT, Willow. It was utter madness... it was awesome." Dawn was raving to her best friend about the wild escapades that had occurred the night before. Apparently, some sixth-year Hufflepuffs had started a flash mob by singing 'Africa' by Toto. Dawn had laughed at the outrageous event, not only because of the insane dancing and singing, but because it was outlandish that a song named after a continent existed in the muggle world. "Who names their group Toto? What even is a Toto?"
"I rather enjoyed myself," Macy mused from across the room. She had stayed the night sleeping on one of the common room couches, and was helping the girls clean up the next morning. "Who was that little boy with really light hair and pointy face? He wouldn't lay off me for a few hours and he was wearing a scarf with Slytherin colors-"
"Draco?" Dawn sneers, and Macy's face lights up. "Yes! I knew he had a funny name..."
"Ignore him, he's a second-year bigot with no brain for himself," Dawn replies sharply, making Willow chuckle a bit to herself in the corner of the common room, where she was stacking empty plates. Dawn's head turns in her direction, and she crosses her arms. "You've been quiet this morning, Will."
Truthfully, Willow had been awfully quiet and out of sorts since last night's event with Cameron. After their conversation on the couch, Willow went and found Oliver and Olympia, and used them as her shield to hide from everyone else at the party. Everything had become so claustrophobic and she needed a way out for a while. Luckily, Oliver and Olympia were standing away from crowd, chatting quietly to themselves.
"I hope I'm not interrupting," Willow had said once she felt like no one could see her anymore. Oliver smiled warmly towards her, then shook his head.
"Not at all," Olympia replied, her smile matching Oliver's. That's when she had seen how green Willow's face had been.
"God, you look dreadful. Let me get you a drink, stay right there," with that, Olympia had disappeared to go find some cider for Willow to calm her nerves with.
"What's going on?" Oliver asks, his voice concerned and his eyes turning a bit more serious. Willow rolls her eyes, then shoves her face into her hands. She didn't even want to think about the words that were about to come out of her mouth.
Before she can pluck up the courage to respond, Olympia rushes back with a cup of cider and a plate of grapes. "I remember you saying one time that grapes always made your stomach feel better, I thought they might do the same now."
Smiling gratefully towards the girl, Willow takes a giant gulp of cider and shoves about three grapes into her mouth all at once. Once everything had gone down, she looks to Oliver. "Whatever I say doesn't leave us three, got it?"
Both sixth-years nod, and Willow tugs on the sleeves of her sweater anxiously. "Cameron sort of told me that he liked me, and I totally shut him down."
