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

Mary caught Arty's leg with a soft oof. [color=3333ff]"Too bad there isn't a theater class for wizards, you'd do wonderfully."[/color] Her mind filled with some fun ideas for theater magic. [color=3333ff]"Well there are four of us so it should be quad something."[/color] She suggested. [color=3333ff]"I'm amazed we haven't named our little group."[/color] The four of them had been friends since the first year. They did have a few people that were on the periphery, but the four in compartment three were the core.

She loved her friends and had a sudden burst of thankfulness for the group. They were the reason she was as happy as she was. If she hadn't had a good group of friends...She let the thought disappear and just basked in Arty's goofiness. [color=3333ff]"If an Auror were to walk in here right now I don't even know what they would think"[/color] She shook her head. [color=3333ff]"How did you become a prefect even?"[/color] She laughed. [color=3333ff]"What is the secret code?"[/color] Mary's life amongst muggles had been...restricted. She didn't know of any coded language that they might have with earings.