It was him! Therese's eyes widened in joy and she wished to warmly embrace him but his question caused her to falter. The platform after seventh year? She couldn't recall, she'd rushed off to catch the first portkey to France! Therese cocked her head in thought, confused as to why he was asking this, and feeling a bit sorry that she couldn't remember.
"I don't...I think I simply waved a quick goodbye," she said honestly, vaguely remembering a furious wave over the crowd of students and parents towards her Slytherin friends. Therese frowned, wondering how she could have just walked away from Hogwarts so easily. After the past few years, it seemed like the school that she had dreaded going to each fall was now a place she wished to return to. Things, as frustrating as she had made them out to be, were so much simpler than the world she escaped into.
Therese blinked quickly up at him, realizing then that if Caradoc had gone through the great lengths to hide from the past that she wished to find again, then he would have to be careful. Therese smiled, feeling overwhelmed by the fury of emotions that were coursing through her within this past minute. Seeing such a familiar face, one she'd never thought she'd see again---
"It's me, Caradoc," she said. She let go of her wand and put her other hand up in a white flag manner.
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