The Room of Requirements surrounded her in cold, vast emptiness. The floor was a rough grey stone, the ceiling a cloudy sky, and the rest of the room was nothingness. It looked, in all honesty, very much like her insides felt.
She had been laying on her back on the floor for what seemed like days; not crying, exactly, but periodically shaking
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Oh, the drama!
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I love drama. Except not in my real life. Then I hate it. :P
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poor ginny.
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