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[06 Sep 2012|04:49pm] |
Mason was lucky to even be in Hogwarts. As a half-blood, he'd had to take numerous tests to prove how worthy he was of being a student. And at eleven years old, he'd really wanted to go to school and learn magic like his father did. So he'd proved to the committee that he was capable of doing every task they put before him, and he'd studied really hard.
However, Mason wasn't eleven anymore. He as seventeen and ready to leave Hogwarts. He sighed softly to himself and ran a hand through his hair before the Great Hall doors opened and a blonde girl in a blue Beauxbaton's uniformed walked in. She was beautiful, with her blonde hair and dark eyeliner. He'd never seen anyone like her before.
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