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... s that painted the sky in pastel blues and grays. Beauxbâtons lay calm under its spring spell, the castle’s ivory towers reflecting soft light, and the gardens in full bloom, basking in the soft wind that carried scents of jasmine and wild roses.
For a moment, it felt like the world was not breaking apart because of the tension outside of the school.
Eira walked hand in hand with Fleur Delacour, their pace slow, unrushed, as if they had all the time in the world.
The gard ...
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