can't we please have a quiet school year just once
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"That's important."

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She nods.

"Well, hopefully we'll see her Saturday..."

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"Yeah."

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Nothing to do but wait... Anathema gets caught up on her studying beforehand, of course, but mostly practices the Patronus a lot, especially when they're in the Dragon Room. It makes her smile, if nothing else.

The Hogsmeade weekend dawns clear but bitter cold, with a fresh layer of snow over everything. Anathema's gotten a bit sick of snow by now, but she tries to keep her mood up as they trudge into the wizarding village with Professor Reynolds.

Hogsmeade isn't huge, fortunately, so they're able to get to the far side and out of sight of the town without too much trouble. It seems colder out here, a thick patch of woods drawing close to the snowed in fields. There's no one waiting openly for them.

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"So we just... wait?"

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"I suppose," Professor Reynolds says, scanning the area around them.

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Waiting's a bit nervous-making.

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Yeah.

Anathema steps away from the other two a bit, mostly looking toward the forest.

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And after a little bit a woman steps out from the trees, walking toward them. There's a wand sort of awkwardly tied to her waist, though it looks strange - like she cut an only mostly straight branch off a tree and shaped it into a wand herself. It still has its bark along the length, and a gentle curve from a lightly carved handle.

She's easier to see now that it's daylight. She seems to have found a heavy cloak somewhere, though her clothes are actually fairly muggle - loose pants and several layers of shirts and worn jackets and threadbare sneakers.

She's also being followed by a thestral a few paces back, its coat a smoky grey. It seems a bit smudgy, maybe, but both girls can fairly clearly see it as it pauses at the edge of the forest, turning its head this way and that to regard the group with empty eye sockets.

"Hello Anathema," she says, voice guarded. "Who are - your friends?"

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"Ellie," she says.

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"Fay Reynolds," she says. "Did you forget about me, Bellatrix?"

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She turns, squinting, wary. "I - it's all. Foggy."

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"Hi," Anathema says, softly. "And Professor Reynolds has been taking care of me, since - since I left that person."

"Thanks, for - making sure that person couldn't take me back."

"And - thanks for not hurting the house elves. They didn't deserve being hurt."

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She nods, slowly. "...You don't - need to thank me. She shouldn't exist. She hurt you."

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"Still." She shrugs, shifting awkwardly.

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Ellie doesn't say anything. Her gaze flits to the thestral. Wonder what it's doing. They don't usually follow people around, she thought.

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The thestral seems to be under the impression that grazing snow is a Perfectly Normal Horse Activity. No weirdness here!

Bellatrix turns her gaze back to Fay, squinting, seeming a bit uneasy. "I... Think I should know you."

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Fay smiles, a little. "You said I was your only decent challenge, once."

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She blinks - and laughs.

"I'd - forgotten. Like a shadow was pulled over everything."

"We never got that second date, did we?"

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"Attempted murder rather kills the romance, I've found."

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"Only if you're very vanilla."

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Ellie startles, a little bit.

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W h a t.

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Bellatrix laughs again, a bit wildly.

"I - came here to get to know my daughter, though. Not - catch up on the weird old times."

Her gaze drifts to Anathema.

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She shifts.

"I mean... I don't really - know you at all. Just. News reports. And... When we just met, and that you - I guess wanted to protect me."

She glances at Ellie, unsure.

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