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Post by Marisa Brant on Sept 14, 2008 21:42:47 GMT
Marisa was walking the streets of Hogsmede extremely fast. She was to attend a very fancy muggle gathering so she stuck out in her black trench coat and lovely creme dress that sat at the knee and then sort of slanted. Her hair was stick straight and one could say she looked amazing but she wanted no one to see her.
She was fine with all of the people staring at her until she banged into someone familiar. "Damn." She swore softly she never usually swears but now was an appropriate time. She helped him up. "Sorry Tarquin." she said with a convincing smile as she unbuttoned her coat to see if her expensive dress was OK.
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