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Hufflepuff Students:

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Angel Calvert (IIAngelofdeathII)
Celeste Maybury (Meridianna)
Aleria Celerine (AthrunsKasemei)

Celeste gave a doleful sigh as she entered the Hufflepuff common room. She was looking somewhat haggard as she lugged her bag, thick with heavy books, over to one of the fat armchairs by the fireplace.

Noting the other girl, Celeste quietly smiled at her, then began rummaging through the taught bag; she fished out her History of Magic book, a pot of black ink, a ruffled-looking quill, and a piece of creased parchment. After trying to smooth the parchment with her hands, she opened the book and gingerly dipped her quill into the ink, careful not to knock it off the table as she was so accustomed to doing.

Bringing the feathery tip of the quill up to her soft lips, Celeste thought for a long moment about the introduction of her essay. But every time she tried to concentrate, she remembered the embarrassing events that took place in Potions class earlier that day; how she had caused her potion to explode into a cloud of foul smelling black smoke -- her robe was still singed in several different places -- and how the Slytherins had mocked her.

Her cheeks began to grow pink as she gazed silently into the crackling fire. Resting the quill on the parchment, Celeste leaned back against the chair, wishing she could somehow meld into it and disappear.