Nov 2, 2020
Fiona had signed her name to the first list she came to - she thought it was ridiculous that the school was now trying to control their weekends. Sundays were her relaxation days, and now she was stuck at nine in the morning waiting at the edge of the Forbidden Forest to do who-knows-what with a plant she had already forgotten about. Despite her wish to not be awake at this time on a Sunday, she was one of the first to arrive, coffee from breakfast in hand.
She spotted her partner just as she finished signing in - Morgana Killick, written with a dash next to her own name. A small smirk threatened to ruin her gloomy morning face. “Lucky me, I got the herbologist. You ever do this before?”
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