"The other people on the train, of course."
Minnie made a face at him once he started to throw the candies. Sure, they were sweets, but he always managed to hit her nose or, in the case of fourth year, her eye. She hadn't been able to see out of it until she went to the Infirmary and missed the Sorting Hat's song. She never liked to miss the song. It was the best part of the year, really. Minnie picked up one of the sweets and threw it back at him. "You know I hate it when you do that."
Minnie laughed. "You look dashing in pink," she told him, rolling her eyes. "I'm sure people won't notice anyway."
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