Post by Madaline Weasley on Mar 7, 2008 11:37:31 GMT -5
She waked out to the crypt alone to get away from the voices of the Castle. A night in the Hogwarts castle is like hearing and echo of a many impudent and annoying voices all at once. She looked to the3 names of the headstones in this "Grave Yard." She saw Weasleys and Potters in the farther back where the beginning of the burials here took place.
She thought about her family, and how they completely crossed her out of there lives and she fell to the floor by a Hermione Weasley Jr.'s headstone. She knew that that was one of her ancestry and the name sounded somewhat familiar to her.
Her tears fell to the ground by the stone soaked into the ground as she wept. She was so sad. She had wished she could go back and see her family, but what was she to do? they kicked her out and were never to talk to her again...
She layed on the cold stone to get comfort of her passed on relatives, hoping she could hear something, maybe a spirit. I mean this is the magic world..
"WHY DID THIS HAPPEN?" she screamed into the stone wanting some answers. There was no use at all. She didn't reciever and answer and she lay ther sobbing.
"Why did what happen?" a curious voice asked. Toshiya had been paying a visit to his spirit friend Lydia, like he had promised her. Noticing that she was a girl from his house, Toshiya ran over and knelt down beside her. "Are you okay miss?" he asked concerned. "Do you wish to talk about anything?" he asked quietly as he ran a comforting hand through her blond locks.
Really I shouldn't be in Slytherin. I am too nice, he laughed inwardly as he closed his eyes waiting for the gilr to respond.
"Or do you just wish to be alone?" he whispered as he removed his hand from her head resting it on the ground.
Post by Madaline Weasley on Mar 29, 2008 17:38:57 GMT -5
She freaked out at this person's voice and rose quickly to see a slytherin who she has never met but had seen. His question scared her, thinking that if anyone knew they would think her to be psycho. She didn't know how to reply to his first question, but then spoke quickly with much frustration. "YeahIm Fine!.." She pushed passed her tears and tried to hide her face's bad complexion in this dark moon's glow. She thought she was hated by all because of her parents. This mind thing was really a problem, thinking that everyone was against her. Apparently when he spoke again it was a little different.
"Why would you care if I wanted to talk about anything??" she said trying to stay bold and keep from crying. He was too cute to see her cry, she thought. When she felt the urge yet again to tear she pushed past him as if to keep him from seeing her pain. It was no use for the darkness in her heart left there by her family was so strong. She suddenly fell to her knees hating herself as she formed two little puddles on the floor. They seemed to combine and become a small river in the dirt but she just poured and poured.
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