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[Dec. 9th, 2010|10:15 pm]

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Andrew Radcliffe, called Drew was wandering around Hogwarts in the gray dawn that followed the Yule Ball. The party this year had been exceptionally bright and shiny and happy, considering that the Wizarding World hadn't had much to celebrate recently. Drew was of the opinion that the professors had deliberately looked past things that they otherwise would have caused punishments to rain down.

He'd already run into several fourth years who had gotten intoxicated, and he didn't relish the people who would need to clean it up. As he walked, he scratched his fingers against the thick sheet of parchment that was folded into an envelope into his pocket. The wax seal was thick and it felt official against his thumb. He hoped she'd love it. He thought she would.

Now he loitered outside the Slytherin common room, waiting for someone to let him in. He'd left Morgana's side for a moment, needing to go and get her present; it wasn't something that he'd wanted to keep in his pocket all night--if he'd hurt it or lost it he'd be angry as hell with himself. But now that he could give it for her, he smirked, and his eyes sparkled.

She'd love this; he knew she would. Well, he hoped so.
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