cordialGrandiosity
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Lydia Sterling is cursed, doomed to sleepwalk herself towards the black lake each night, and each night she makes it a little further. One night, after she's gone a bit too far and nearly drowned herself, McGonagall decides enough is enough, someone needs to watch over her. Will Lorenzo Berkshire be up to the task? Or will Lydia Sterling sleepwalk to her watery grave?