#9624 by Lily Luna Potter
Lily Luna did not want to go home. Her father was still missing, and no one had managed to find him. Everything sucked. Her only consolation was that against all odds she had somehow managed to do well on her schoolwork, thanks to the tutor she had been assigned to.
She found herself in an empty classroom, idly waving her wand around and causing little butterflies to appear. She had lost count of how many there were. It was just something she had taken to doing when she had nothing better to do.