by FoodIsYummy » Thu Sep 16, 2010 12:39 pm
Sirius looked around and saw a girl with dark red hair by the lake. "Hey James, look. It's Evans. Maybe you should go talk to her," He teased.
Evie had heard Sirius, as she wasn't that far away from the Maurder's and Sabrina. She looked sadly at the ground. That confirmed it, in her opinion. James liked Evans. And he didn't even know that she, Evie the Hufflepuff girl, existed.
I dream of a world where chickens can cross roads without having their motives questioned
Sorry if I'm not on as often as I used to be.
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