Pansy had never felt so odd at Hogwarts, not even when she had sat under the Sorting Hat, as she now did going to the Gryffindor common room at curfew. She returned from the library and gave back every curious or nasty glance as she joined the informal queue in front of the portrait. Once inside, she paused to view the room, having decided she
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He had decided that the four walls of his dorm were starting to close in on him, and he would go down to the common room to sit beside the fire. No one really talked to him if he didn't initiate it unless it was a close friend. Those seemed to be dwindling at the moment.
He walked slowly down the stairs and vaguely looked around the room for Zed. They could sit in silence and study or just think without feeling uncomfortable with each other. He did not see him, though. It wasn't until he got by the fire and the chairs and tables that he spotted Pansy drawing in her sketch book. He decided not to disturb her plus he didn't feel much like conversation so he went to the seat closest to the fire and sat down on the floor and leaned his back against it rather then sit in it.
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She wasn't ashamed of her choice because one had to make decisions to get ahead in life. But she found it to be a different world this year.
"But would Harry accept any of us joining?"
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"Probably not sad as that is for me to say. Though maybe that could change depending on the mediation talks. Then again with Castro coming out of the hospital tomorrow who know what may happen. Thats what scares me the most. I mean the Slytherins wont want to compromise let alone talk to the Gryffindors if they get attacked again. I wouldn't blame them either." His eyes were soft and his expression sad.
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