* "You're a witch, Coral."
What happens when a regular American high school girl discovers she is a actually a powerful witch? What will happen when she is sent out of the country to school she has never heard of, forced to learn magic to re-learn...
Even before stepping inside, they could see the inside had been adjusted to fit their Slytherin aesthetic. It was probably easier for the elves to decorate speaking they didn't have to worry about splitting it between two houses this year. It was just two Slytherin in charge, for the first time ever. The room was filled with tones of green, silver, black, white, and gold. The feeling and smell together gave a very rustic vibe, one that was perfect to their aesthetic. Coral was in love.
"Twinkle must go now, to alert Professor you arrived."
They watched as the elf scurried off, leaving just them.
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There were some things that were creeping her out, which she'd ask Twinkle to remove later. They were both blown away.
"Did Twinkle say which room was yours?" Ash curiously asked, seeing both rooms doors were shut.
Coral looked over, seeing the locks on the doors were different. "The keyholes are different." She mentioned, walking up to the first door to attempt to put the key McGonagall gave her inside. It jammed, not accepting the key shape. "I'm assuming this is yours." She sarcastically added, eagerly running to her own, this time successfully entering the key.
Instantly, her jaw dropped. Her room was huge!
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