[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=3333ff]Mary Winthrop[/color][/b][/h3]
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[b][color=3333ff]Location:[/color][/b] The Corridor Near Compartment 6 -> Compartment 3
[b][color=3333ff]Magic:[/color][/b] N/A [/center][hr]

Mary appreciated her friends for trying to help her, but the more they talked the more Mary felt like she was going to get into that much more trouble, especially Fae and Flame. Her jaw clenched tighter. Thankfully the trolly witch decided to move on with it all before the whole lot of them ended up in detention. She let out a small sigh of relief as she walked away. [color=3333ff]"Seriously cussing her out will not help our case."[/color] She said shaking her head. How she was going to get out of this was beyond her. Mary only had to hope that Flitwick would know that Mary wasn't the type of kid to cause problems. Heck, he had chosen her to be a prefect for a reason. He knew that. 

Stepping past Georgina into compartment three Mary sank into a seat her heart pounding still from the encounter. She hated getting in trouble. Apollo knew her fears about the whole situation and she had no desire to go over it in her head more than it was already playing. Mary closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths and pushed it away. She rolled her jaw a bit losing it from the tight clench that had happened from the stress. Finally, she opened her eyes and turned to Apollo, [color=3333ff]"So how was your summer, Apollo?"[/color] She asked him as he popped a lemon sherbert in his mouth. Her own mouth watered and she quickly asked. [color=3333ff]"May I have one please?"[/color]