[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=3333ff]Mary Winthrop[/color][/b][/h3]
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[b][color=3333ff]Location:[/color][/b] Platform 9 3/4 
[b][color=3333ff]Magic:[/color][/b] N/A [/center][hr]

The summer had been kind to Mary. Her father had been able to spend a good portion of it with her and the two had even gotten to go on vacation. It had been a lovely two weeks. Coming back had been rough. The news now was almost as bad as it had been in what had felt like forever ago, but really had only been almost three years. 

On the platform, Mr. Winthrop pulled her tight and said "My little prefect. Even I didn't get that honor while at Hogwarts." He placed a kiss on the top of her head, something that was significantly difficult for him compared to the year prior. She enjoyed the praise but her cheeks reddened and she squirmed out of his hug. "Sorry darling, I'm just so proud of you."

[color=3333ff]"I know dad, but I'm fifteen now."[/color] He seemed to understand, but looked sad about the whole matter. [color=3333ff]"Besides I'm looking for the twins. Artemis got prefect too. I want to go on the train with him."[/color] Her father raised an eyebrow at her mentioning of the twins, she ignored it. While he couldn't tell the twins apart on sight he did know their differences from the stories Mary had told. Artemis was the Hufflepuff and Mary would excitedly tell him the best dancer at school. Mr. Winthrop didn't say it but he suspected one of the twins would end up being Mary's boyfriend someday. If he did say it Mary would have contradicted him. She didn't like either of them that way. 

It was frustratingly close to the time the train would leave. They only had ten minutes. Where were those twins? And Georgina. She didn't want to leave Apollo alone. Mary thought of everyone they were friends with and was quite dismayed that Apollo would only have Georgina to hang out with on the train, but at least he would have her. Even Madalyn was a prefect. Mary kept her eye roll at the thought of Madalyn to herself. There was nothing technically wrong about the older girl...except her choice in friends from Slytherin.