.𖥔 ݁ ˖🍁๋࣭ ⭑🍂༘⋆ || Autumn Rivers was one of those unique individuals who's eccentricity extended to all aspects of her life. With her quirky behaviour and unconventional way of thinking, she had an aura of mystery that intrigued everyone around h...
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CHAPTER EIGHT 🍂 ୧ quidditch . . . & parties ও🦌
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A SPECIFIC AMOUNT OF TIME HAD PASSED, and it was the day of the Gryffindor versus Slytherin Quidditch match.
Raven and Elliot walked next to Autumn—Raven holding her arm while the latter grasped the other, as they journeyed towards the Quidditch pitch.
The weather had gradually grown colder, hence they were able to bask in the warmth that she was providing.
Raven's visual focal point moved to the scarf that Autumn was wearing, leading to her becoming curious as to whom it belonged.
As a result, she opted to ask a question, "Whose Gryffindor scarf is that?"
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It was early in the morning, Autumn was at the Great Hall, requested by James to meet up before he went to the Quidditch Pitch with his team. She wanted to bring Raven, but her friend wasn't waking up. So she went alone.
When she got there, all of the guys were there and she just ended up having breakfast with all of them, though she was mostly talking with James.
He had eventually snatched her scarf before leaving and tossed her his own," Wear mine for moral support," He winked and ran off before she could do anything.
