"Of course," Emmeline brushed aside Lily's thanks as unnecessary. Anyone would do it. But she looked up with curiosity as the sharp tone in Lily's voice.
At the other girl's question, Emmeline nodded and reached into the handbag atop the trolley behind her. "You wouldn't think you'd need so soon, I'd imagine." She removed the wand, pushed her sleeves up to her elbows only to watch them fall down again, and cleared her thoughts. "Reparo," she commanded clearly, and the loose stitches joined themselves together quickly and tighter than ever. "There we are, good as new."
A glint in the sun caught her eye, and she noticed the pin on Lily's lapel. "Oh, you made Head Girl? Congratulations then." She thought for a moment she might be jealous, but the feeling passed without sticking. It was good news. There wasn't really another candidate when Emmeline considered it.
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