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Post by Deleted on Nov 20, 2016 15:20:16 GMT -7
It was Thanksgiving Day. To most everyone, that didn't matter, since the British obviously didn't celebrate American Thanksgiving, but it mattered to Georgie. She couldn't have classes off, but Georgie wanted a proper Thanksgiving. She had gone to the house elves the day before to ask if they could prepare a turkey, and they promised that that day, for dinner, there would be a turkey for Georgie. She had spent most of her classes that day contemplating what she had to be thankful for, which was...surprisingly difficult. There were a lot of things, of course, but at the end of every thing there was to be thankful for, there was a but. Her parents had come back, but her father was dead. She had an amazing best friend, but Max had tried to kill herself. She had her brother, but Lance seemed more interested than ever in staying away from her. Georgie wasn't even sure whether she should expect him at Thanksgiving dinner. She had told him about it, and hoped that it was invitation enough, but she didn't know anymore. When she entered the Great Hall that day for dinner, Georgie was surprised to find that there was a small table off to the side, with the turkey at the center. Sitting down at the table, Georgie folded her hands. She didn't normally pray before dinner, but they always said grace before Thanksgiving. It was tradition, and that wasn't going to stop just because they were having Thanksgiving for the first time in years, at their school.
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