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It had a been a good day. There was no other way to state that to herself. Lucy lied on her bed, curled on her side as she wrote an owl to her family. She was simply informing them of things going on at school, her grades, her friends, things she thought her parents would find irrelevant, but they never made it seem like that. They were always interested in whatever had to do with their daughter’s life. She was even humming to herself, singing the lyrics in her mind, completely entranced in her own happiness. She couldn’t place it on anything, really. She had had a couple of good days, weeks, and that kept her in a constant state of contentedness. She finished her letter, sending all her love to both her parentals, folded it neatly, and placed it on the table besides her.
It’s been weeks since Liam had last seen Lucy. The castle couldn’t have gone bigger than it already was. Missing his best friend, he snuck down the hall and easily tapped the barrels. The sense of rhythm innate in him. As soon as he got in the Hufflepuff common room, he slipped up to he girl’s dormitories. He wasn’t allowed there, of course, but that never did stop him before. He stopped at a room with a door labeled, ‘Sixth year.’ Liam gave out a smile as he knocked on the door.
Lucy looked up, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. She quickly jumped out of bed and walked to the door. Who could it be? She wasn’t expecting anyone, and Mia and Ellie weren’t around. She opened the door warily, not expecting anyone in particular. When she saw the smiling boy, she nearly flung herself into his arms, wrapping hers around his waist and burrowing her face into his chest. “LI!” She had missed Liam, it had been far too long since the last time they had spoken. Lucy pulled back slightly, grinning up at him. “How are you? Are you really here to visit little ol’ me?”