As the train halted to a stop, Eve felt everything she possessed being yanked away from her. Her usual gloomy atmosphere squirming around her. She was busy employing her thoughts on a problem. “UGH- WATCH IT.” A girl exclaimed rudely, patting her leopard print skirt. Rolling her eyes Eve relinquished her hands that were woven along with her hair. “Why? Maybe you should watch it, egg head.” She spat back, accommodating her delicate hands on her hips. “DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?” She angrily demanded. “Does it look like I care?” Eve asked, her head tilted to a strange vexatious angle. “You should. And I’m Estelle Belladonna.” “I’m Evanegline Ventura.” Estelle eyed Evanegline perplexedly, with a sly smile curved on the tips on her mouth, she nodded. Estelle, the girl with fluttering dark hair that swam to her back, had night shaded eyes tinted with lilac. She differentiated from Eve, who had dark hair but light olive eyes. Estelle’s lilac eyes transmitted around encompassing Eve's face. Suddenly the conviviality evolved, and flinging her hair Eve and Estelle walked towards the great hall, awaiting another year of Hogwarts.
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