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So that Umbridge lady seemed kinda mean, and Hermione certainly hadn't liked her very much. That was bad.

But how much trouble could a principal be? Really. Seriously. Besides, she and her Jude-dude had made up and therefore, all was right with the world. Plus Deadpool hadn't come looking for her yet about the car. That was a bonus.

So Rikku was sprawled out on her bed, humming to herself and bopping a little. And maybe looking over a ... letter. 'Cause tomorrow was Thursday and, well, no reason. Just, you know. Couldn't hurt.

Her door was wide open.

Date: 2007-08-03 02:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notqueenyet.livejournal.com
"Stick something on the door. There's an idea," Aravis mused. "And yes, of course you should! If you feel confident."

Date: 2007-08-03 03:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notqueenyet.livejournal.com
Aravis might have been imagining someone else's face. "And what he'd say. If anything."

Date: 2007-08-03 03:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notqueenyet.livejournal.com
Aravis laughed. "You know what would be utterly cruel? Not letting him touch."

Date: 2007-08-03 04:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notqueenyet.livejournal.com
"No -- it sounds...familiar," Aravis said, blushing very dark.

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