<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/PEzV53l.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><br/><strong>NAME:</strong>  Addison Snow (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14660328#msg14660328)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff, 7th Year<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 11 ¼ inches / Dogwood / White River Monster Spine / Surprisingly Swishy and Flexible (https://i.imgur.com/ZLtC9NW.jpg)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> This right hurr (https://i.imgur.com/OeWyKUN.jpg)<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 3rd September, Afternoon<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Hufflepuff Common Rooms<br/><strong>MUSIC:</strong> <a href="#user_httpswwwyoutubecomwatchvXjVNlGcZyQ">Pink - Super Raise Your Glass</a><br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Catching up with an old friend. <br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Curt</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Her first day back to classes didn’t go as roughly as she expected, but that was probably because Addison hadn’t had much of a ‘break’ over the summer. All of the extra studying and reviewing her parents had forced upon her had a silver lining. Or, maybe she was only<em>looking</em>for a silver lining because it beat the alternative of being overwhelmed and angry all the time.<br/><br/>It took a lot to make the woman angry, but these days were proving especially taxing. She had her own decision to make about her future and neither one lead to a happy outcome. Being back to Hogwarts only made Addison long for the days of her youth, when she was attending Junior classes with several years ahead of her to gain experience.<br/><br/><em>Crazy, how quickly the time goes.</em>It was the first day of her last year, and she knew that with a blink it would pass her by. But Addison was determined to make the most of it, to do everything she possibly could in order to keep regret from haunting her. At least she was able to control this one, small thing.<br/><br/>She entered the Hufflepuff common room with an audible sigh, running her fingers through her hair with one hand and some food pilfered from lunch in the opposite. Fez had important naptime arrangements at this hour of the day, so she thought she’d coax his love with some bribery. When she walked past Curt, she mused his hair in a friendly, familiar sense of routine and moved past the chairs to the center of the room. There were usually signs of Fez if one knew where to look: rumpled fabrics, displaced items on shelves, sometimes he was simply a lump on the couch, or cradled in the hammock Addison had made out of a torn Quidditch jersey from the Slytherin team, ‘acquired’ last year on the first match of the season. No one had asked too many questions about how it was collected, but it seemed fitting to be used for Fez. No doubt he would have been sorted into that house, had Hogwarts accepted ferrets as students.<br/><br/>“I don’t know what bothers me more,” she said with a lopsided smile, lifting a discarded blanket that was free of ferrets. “The fact that you’re in here, alone, and not chasing some younger Slytherin through the halls with piercings in your face… or the fact that it’s quiet and Fez is nowhere to be seen.” Addison dropped the blanket back where she found it and looked over her shoulder at her friend, fiddling on his phone. Unlike most students here, she hadn't bothered with a social media account... but maybe that would change? "Homework: help me come up with a clever name so I can jump on that bandwagon, aye?"<br/>