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The general mood of the Academy grounds is very subdued right now, with what might be the quiet after a battle or might be the calm before the storm. The Council's been closeted in larger and smaller groups for most of the day; a lot of classes have been canceled, or taught by last-minute substitutes.
Harry Wells's class isn't one of those. It's just been dismissed, and the Slayers are dispersing in twos and threes, near-silently.
Andrew, making his way through the thinning crowd to find his cousin, looks uneasily after them as he reaches the gym door.
Harry Wells's class isn't one of those. It's just been dismissed, and the Slayers are dispersing in twos and threes, near-silently.
Andrew, making his way through the thinning crowd to find his cousin, looks uneasily after them as he reaches the gym door.