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   Mina wandered through the hallways during lunch. She was currently looking for Lyra, Jennica and Kambriana. The wind whipped through her hair, causing it to continually blow in front of her eyes.   ‘I should have worn my hair up today.’   She looked up into the sky as she walked across the open courtyard, only to see the sky filling up with storm clouds.   Mina pulled her cloak closer to body, trying to protect her books as he felt the rain start to come down. She aimed herself towards the Great Hall for some food, ducking her head to keep the rain out of her eyes. It seemed the closer she got to shelter, the harder the r

   Lyra sat in an empty classroom, quickly jotting some corrections to a potion down. Groaning in frustration, she stood up and walked over to the only cauldron in the room that was in use.   It currently had a blue hue to it and was simmering on a low heat. Lyra grabbed some bat wings and added them to the mixture. The brew turned red and began frantically bubbling.   “No, no!” Lyra backed away quickly as the potion spewed its contents everywhere.   “Having trouble Vega?”   Lyra turned to see Draco Malfoy standing behind her. “Oh, hi Draco. Yeah, a little.”   Draco swept over to the cauldron, pee

   Jennica approached the bland wall. Hogwarts was full of secrets, too many to count. Over the five years she had been here, there was one secret that the Weasley twins hadn’t taught her.   A large oak door with steal hinges and bindings emerged from the solid wall. The room beyond the door had human sized puppets floating above the wood floor. Several candles and torches lighted the windowless room. If she wanted windows, she knew they would appear.   A couch lined one wall with a desk next to it. A small kitchen area sat in one corner, complete with an ice-cooler and oven. There was even a sink. Another door off to

Tokka: Duty ----------- Bare feet padded softly on the deep green carpet. The soft fabric tickled the sensitive skin in between Toph’s toes. The tan walls normally looked bright, but with only moonlight coming in through a single window, it didn’t seem so happy in the living room that night. Toph approached a table that stood against one wall. On it, she knew it had a picture of her and Sokka, even if she didn’t know what it looked like. She could see the clay vase and the glass bowl though. She had made the vase for Sokka birthday. It had water tribe marks and symbols all over it, the biggest of which was the water tribe s