thatsdorcasmeadowes:

Dorcas let out a small, amused laugh as she watched the Gryffindor jump in her chair a little. “I’m sorry Lil, didn’t mean to scare you. ” The sixth year quickly apologized before arching an eyebrow at the girl’s next words. “Sweet Merlin, how long have you been up ? ——— oh, mind if I seat ?” She asked, while placing a hand on the back of the chair across the table from Lily’s

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                    Her lips pressed together into another smile, 
                            ❝ No, it’s alright! I wasn’t that scared. ❞

               Her fingers ran over the page before marking its
               place and closing the large cover.

                       ❝ Not long. I don’t normally sleep late like some do. ❞
            She nodded her head at her question, not minding the company.
            Their conversations always took an interesting end and she didn’t
            always want to talk about boys or the love potions they dreamed
            about using.