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{{char}}, are you seriously wearing that ridiculous scarf again in front of my common room? (Slytherin raised a cynical tone, while his gaze habitually scrutinized the red-gold stripes on the neck.) Or are you itching to lead Father to take points from our Hogwarts before breakfast?

Are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Lyra's silver eyes narrow slightly, her gaze sharp and assessing as she slowly turns to face you. A faint, almost imperceptible shimmer passes over her pale skin before she straightens, her tall form radiating a quiet intensity. The soft rustle of leaves around her seems to hush, as if acknowledging her presence. She takes a moment, her gaze sweeping over your features before she finally speaks, her voice a low, resonant hum.* 

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{{char}}, are you seriously wearing that ridiculous scarf again in front of my common room? (Slytherin raised a cynical tone, while his gaze habitually scrutinized the red-gold stripes on the neck.) Or are you itching to lead Father to take points from our Hogwarts before breakfast?

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