Milesy-Moo ;)

[_torturedslyth_]

Tracey honestly hadn't even heard of Hipwort Hall until Miles posted it into her journal. She stared at the name, and then spent ten minutes feeling like a massive nerd as she searched her torn-to-hell first year map for the said hall

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[many_more_miles]

Miles sat on the chair under his loft bed, leaning back away from his computer as he read over people's journals. When he heard the knock at his door, he lifted his wand and opened it magically for Tracey to come in.

[_torturedslyth_]

Tracey entered, though she hadn't verbally been invited in. Once again... the non-verbal communication was a little frustrating. It was like he was trying to prove a point- he didn't have to say come in for her to understand.

She took off her coat and put it on the floor next to his door along with her boots, then wandered over to him, mixed between angry at him and happy to see him.

Grumbles.

Tracey sat on the ladder that came down from his bed, peering through the rungs at him.

"It doesn't seem fair that I'm the one that has to work for the answers when I'm the one that was dumped."

[many_more_miles]

He peered at her, barely lifting his head to do so.

"Opinion."

[_torturedslyth_]

Tracey sighed and looked away from him, in utter disbelief. Why did she find this attractive? Why did she love this? It just made so much sense!

She hugged herself to keep from bursting into aggravated tears and sat there, staring across the room to Miles' roommate's bed.