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Draco and Blaise were worried. Ophelia, a girl that they would call 'literally a little sister' was wilting away. Hardly eating anything. Hardly ever going to the great hall opting to meet up with friends. But she never told a single person who her friends were. Draco and Blaise wanted to find out who they were. So, when she went wherever she went Draco and Blaise followed them.
Lyra, who was a Ravenclaw was walking down to moaning Mythrel's bathroom. No-one went there anymore: since Harry had told everyone what happened the year Ginny opened the chamber of secrets. She was going to meet Ginny and Ophelia. They has all became friends because of one obsession; Thinness.
Every week they would go to the derelict bathroom and do weighing spells on each other, or use scales. Then giving a target number, like 1kg to lose by the next week. If they didn't lose that weight they had to go to the great hall for one dinner time. None of then wanted this to happen. If they did two terrible things could happen: They would lose all control and eat a immense calorie thing or someone would question why they weren't eating and force them to eat. Or take them to the hospital wing and then they would get tube-fed.
As they were all weighing each other, and giving targets out Blaise and Draco were watching, horrified. "Imagine if you were so light you could fly without a broom, like a phoenix" Said Ophelia, a dreamy look on her face. "You would have to weigh about 3/4 of a kilogram" Lyra reminded Ophelia; her Ravenclaw side showing. To tell the truh Ginny, Ophelia and Lyra were normal people, they just wanted to reach a dream, suspended far in the sky. 'Normal' people would see them as freaks with an eating disorder. The prejudice of anorexia was massive.
