
"I remember tears streaming down your face when I said I'd never let you go...." Mary sang,

"Okay then!" ,arg said and lay back.

"Then don't tell Taylor about the broom that I got shipped with at 8 years old." She said. "Shipping fever starts early"

"After I tell Jackson about you and the stick." She said.

"What!? Oh gosh, I've been shipped with my broom." She crossed her eyes. "Maroon"

"And Holly and Jonah are Jolly!" Mary shreiked.

"Lackson!" Mary giggled again.

"What, it's so cute! I ship you!"
Well? The five year old demanded.
Mary grinned.

The girl shrieked.
No! Go away! Mary stepped forward. "Miyah, it's okay, Lily is my friend." Miyah peered at her and flew up.
You can't just say things like that!
What? What? Are the death eaters back!? The girls eyes widened in terror and she floated behind a tree.
Mary blinked. She was familiar