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Avery Potter

She had been brought to moaning myrtles bathroom briefly on the Hufflepuff welcoming tour. It had been a strange night, and Avery was certain that at least one of her prefects was insane. She had no idea how they had gotten back to the common room in one piece. It had been a close call with Addy who had ultimately perked up at the thought of candy.

 

The story that they had told had been wonderful. Avery now wanted to know if it were actually true about the ghost who apparently lived within a bathroom. This was why she had approached a familiar face outside of the great hall just after lunch. She had no idea whether Jane would be interested in this but hoped she would. She just didn’t want to go alone.

 

“Heeeeeey Jane. Want to go ghost hunting with me?”

 

Please?

 

:3

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Jane Wayne

The Texan's ears were buzzing uncomfortably; mealtimes were always so loud. She had paused just outside the great hall, where the sound dropped exponentially and leaned against the wall, pressing the back of her wrist to her forehead to push away the chaos.

 

She heard her name spoken in that way that didn't make her anxious about what was coming next and looked up, a smile already on her face as her eyes met Avery's.

 

Then her favorite classmate asked her if she wanted to go ghost hunting.

 

No, she most certainly did not.

 

"Of course, I would love to," is what came out of her mouth. Why would she say that? What in the world was wrong with her? Ghosts were dead and scary. But then what if Avery went alone and got hurt? Would it be Jane's fault--it might be Jane's fault.  These racing thoughts were not helpful.

 

Jane took a deep breath to calm herself. 

 

"Are we looking somewhere specific?" She asked, finally.

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Avery Potter

Avery knew that she could cheering excitement the moment Jane agreed to go with her. Instead, because she didn’t want to scare away anyone, she just expanded her beam even more. She hadn’t mind heading there on her own. Avery just wanted to ensure that she didn’t forget anyone on her adventures around the castle. She didn’t just want to met the rest of her year, she also wanted to ensure she got to spend time with her new friends from over the summer.

 

“To the girls’ bathroom on the second floor.” Avery replied, almost like it was completely normal to go ghost hunting in a bathroom. “There are lots of ghosts who live within the castle. I want to try and meet the one who lives in there. The Hufflepuff prefects who took us around said that it was hunted so I wanted to try and meet them.”

 

She didn’t know whether it was true. She hadn’t gotten to that particular part of Hogwarts: a History, and her family wanted her to try and figure out certain things on her own. At least if she brought in someone else she could learn twice the information without all the hassle. 

 

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Jane Wayne

Avery's apparent happiness assured Jane that, whether or not ghost hunting was undesirable in theory, it was worth it. She imagined what the other girl's expression might have looked like if she'd said no, and pushed that away. The thought of disappointing the brunette was unpleasant.

 

When Avery told her they were looking for a bathroom ghost, her nose wrinkled. Had the person died *in* the bathroom? How? She tried to imagine what it would be like to  spend forever in a school bathroom, and decided there were few worse places she could think of to have to haunt. Maybe the lake. She really hated the lake.
 

"What a terrible place to have to haunt," she said, remembering she should share some of what she thought out loud. She straightened, pulling away from the wall and smiling at Avery as she gestured to the hall. "After you," she drawled. She reached for something to talk about, because she didn't want her classmate to think she was terribly boring--she might not come around anymore if Jane didn't say or do things she liked, and she didn't want that. Her eyes lit up as she came up with something that might relate.

"Did your prefects tell you ghost stories?" she asked. "Ours left us in the woods," she shared, wondering if all of the prefects that had given the first years tours had attempted to traumatize the other houses too. 

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