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Ginny was sitting outside of the Three Broomsticks, on a small wooden bench. She wasn't wearing robes, like almost everyone else. Instead, she had on jeans and a large zip up black hoodie, which covered her hands as she sat huddled on the bench. Her strikingly red hair fell across her shoulders in soft waves, blowing up slightly with the breeze. Her face was set in a small frown, her eyes watching everyone and anyone that passed. She looked 17, maybe 18, but wasn't either.
It was a beautiful day, but Ginny was chilly most of the time. Especially now, she had a terrible cold. Nonetheless, she was waiting to meet someone, and was looking for them. Two people actually, was what she was expecting. So she sat huddled up in her oversized hoodie, watching as teachers and students walked past.