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Post by ames on Jun 19, 2006 14:20:26 GMT -5
Lucius Zabini was on one of his many night walks. He often just couldn't clear his mind enough to sleep without one. He never really thought about where he was going, but he did usually go to places where few people could see him. This time he had gone to the ballroom's balcony. He was leaning on the railing and looking out on the school's grounds. Sometimes he couldn't believe he was leaving after this year. He looked down and smiled at how high up he was. His long black hair was flying behind him rather majesticly. He took in the night air and slowly let it escape his lungs. He liked the night more than the day, and he couldn't wait until he got out of school so he could just sleep all day and stay up all night.
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