Monday, August 7 ~ Late Evening
The nearly full moon illuminated the village of Hogsmeade casting a somewhat eery glow over the buildings and the slim figure of a silvery blonde walking the streets. Her eyes were blank, and her face empty save for the soft smile on her lips. She hummed softly as her heels clicked steadily against the pavement, and somewhere behind her the briefcase she had dropped outside her home fell over under the breeze, forgotten. There was nothing more important than getting to Hogwarts to visit the high King and Queen of the Fae.
Her King and Queen.
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