Violet woke up by the dazzling sunlight which was beaming through the window. At first, she was confused with where she was. It's not Aunt Mary's house, she thought. But as her best friend Anne walked into the room fully dressed, Violet realized that she was in back in Hogwarts once more. A place where she could truly call it a home, a place where her friends and her passion is, that was her definition of Hogwarts. She hated staying with her half-crazy Aunt Mary every holiday since her mum's funeral two years ago, and her dad was long dead. I shouldn't think of this, she reminded herself firmly....
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