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—¤÷(`[¤*Aimi Markeis*¤]´)÷¤—
Location: Hogwarts Great Hall
Wand: Maple wood, phoenix feather, eight and three quarter inches, Inflexible.
Mood: Curious?
House: Gryffindor
Love
Hate
Sorrow
Peace
Aimi could only smile at Dimitri's attempts at giving them advice. For being a Prefect, he seemed to be even more nervous than she had been during the ceremony. She reached out and grabbed a goblet of water, taking a quick gulp, soothing a scratching feeling that had grown in her throat since before the ceremony had begun, probably from her nervousness. She glanced back to the table, raising an eyebrow before turning back to Dimitri.
"Dimitri... The professor on the far right... The tall one, the one with that air of authority... Who is he? He doesn't look like any teacher I've ever seen." Indeed, Professor Malkhester held himself differently from others, that was for sure. Not to mention that his clothing... It looked like he was ready for combat instead of teaching, the his leather garb stood out like a sore thumb amongst the staff... Not to mention that many of the older girls were still stealing looks at him.
All can sleep
In Light's peaceful sight.
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