What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong in Ravenclaw. Even in school, Ravenclaws would barely talk to me. I'm a Slytherin. Ah, the things I do for pretty girls...Walden stands, uncertain, in the middle of the Ravenclaw common room holding a duffle bag. On his back, three axes, all shiny and sharpened. This is quite possibly the first time in
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