Mischief Managed
Maria Macrae is back at Hogwarts for her fifth year, the late September sun still clinging to her skin like a memory. Her summer was quiet—spent in the countryside with her father, the days slow and golden, marked by long walks through wildflower fields, the clink of teacups, and the scent of old books. The Weasleys had been away in Egypt, chasing sun and pyramids and family history, and for the first time in years, she’d had to navigate the summer without them.
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