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Post by Hermione Granger on Jan 13, 2011 1:47:58 GMT -5
The wind was terrible! If only somebody had told that to Hermione. She wasn't an outdoorsy person, and usually the times that she did go out, she would end up getting stung by a bee, or sunburnt.
To be honest, she should have been expecting something, but expectant or not, it still wouldn't have saved her the embarrisment of chasing scraps of parchment floating away in the wind.
"Oh no! There goes my Potions essay!" She yelled, jumping to reach at the paper, which was floating higher and higher.
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