The day was cooler than it had been recently, clouds obscuring the sun, promising rain, though just when that would happen remained to be seen as those clouds that became heavy enough to begin shedding their load onto the earth were shifted off, moved to another part of the sky, leaving lighter gray clouds hanging over Hogwarts, as though there
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For the moment, she rested, one skinny scabby leg dangling from the branch she sat on, Needle laid out carefully along the branch's surface so that the sword would be within reach in case of danger. She dozed lightly, leaning against the tree's trunk, almost peaceful.
Paranoia-sharpened senses woke her fully, and she saw the black-clad figure in a wide-brimmed hat. She drew her dangling leg up as quickly and quietly as she could, and flattened herself. Calm as still water, she thought. It was like a game, almost, seeing who she could and could not make not see her as they passed by.
Sunlight glinted off of Needle as a slight breeze moved the tree branches above her.
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