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Daughter of a Malfoy Chapter 4.3Three weeks later, on the twenty-second of November, it was time to say goodbye to Destiny and the other students who were picked to go to the United States. The girls in my dormitory helped Destiny with her checklist of things to pack, and we searched around her bed for anything she might have forgotten. I checked the bathroom for anything of hers, like makeup or a washcloth.Daughter of a Malfoy Chapter 4.3 by ~froggy21997
I wonder why she was given so little time to prepare for this. I would’ve given her at least a month instead of just a few weeks. I pushed aside a shower curtain and looked around. Maybe the American school is the one making Destiny and the others go so soon? And
Daughter of a Malfoy Chapter 4.2On the first day of classes, while Professor Gamble was handing out our schedules for the year, she also handed out application forms for the exchange with the American school. The form required the expected personal information such as name, House, and year, and also a letter of permission from the parents. But it also required that the student fill out a questionnaire, which asked questions like, ‘Why are you interested in participating in the exchange?’ and ‘What do you hope to gain from the exchange?’ and ‘What impression do you want to leave on the students and faculty of the other school?’Daughter of a Malfoy Chapter 4.2 by ~froggy21997
Although I
Daughter of a Malfoy Chapter 4.1Returning to Hogwarts for my fourth year felt a bit like seeing the castle for the first time in ages; it felt foreign to me, after spending a lot of my third year away from it. In a way, it was exciting to see the school in this kind of light again.Daughter of a Malfoy Chapter 4.1 by ~froggy21997
Though I could have done without the torrential rain.
I pulled my cloak around me, keeping my poor tawny owl, Button, underneath it. He twittered nervously in his cage as I fought against the wind and pelting rain to get to the horseless carriages with Junie, Craig, and Onyx. By the time we had gotten into one of the carriages, all of us were soaking wet. Junie’s cat, Ginger, hissed indi
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