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Fleur had all of her things packed and ready to go. She quickly went over her list making sure that she hadn’t forgotten anything. Going back to school was sure to be fun, she thought of all the new classes and professors and all the cute boys and professor. She smiled and charmed her hair to sit in a neat ponytail. She whistled to her owl Amile, and the bird flew down and perched itself on her outstretched had. She smiled and put the bird in its cage and put the cage on her trunk. She then walked over to her desk and picked up a brown paper parcel and opened it. Inside was a small kettle. Fleur grabbed one handle of her trunk and then gently touched the kettle with the other hand. Fleur felt something pull her forward; she closed her eyes until she felt her feet on solid ground again. She looked down at her bird which looked like it was quite dizzy, then around at her surroundings. Dumbledore was sitting at his desk reading a large, long bit of parchment. He looked up and smiled “Good day Fleur, I was expecting you would arrive soon”
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