bringing in the real magic

This place held a terrible memory. The night Hades broke up with her. But she was not here to relive that moment. No, she was here because she wanted some solace.

Oddly enough, this place provided it.

Iris's footsteps barely made a sound as she made her way across the leaves and twigs, and sat down beneath one of the trees. It was nearing dinner time, but she wasn't having an appetite at the moment. All she could think about was the meeting with her sister in Azorat.

And just like that, it all felt like a mystery.

Casey was on her own wanderings through the Forest, munching on a piece of toast and thinking, when she felt the emotions of someone else, someone close. Curious now, she followed her sense to where another girl was sitting, leaning against a tree. Casey walked up and leaned her hip on a tree across from the older girl, another Gryffindor. "Hey," she said simply.