paper rings; d.m. [discontinued]

one: jump

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NEVAEH HASN'T been doing well ever since she got her mark. She wasn't proud of it. Her parents would've been or so she kept telling herself. Her brother, Niall, was in bliss, having another death eater in the family is like adding another golden coin to his treasure chest. 

She's been thinking within the past few hours, in the middle of the night, looking for something better she could put her mind to. She has no one to talk to. No friends. No parents. Just her brother. But she couldn't talk to Niall now, could she? Niall has already graduated a few years ago, right after getting his mark. It seems that she's just running along the same path that her brother had already eroded. Getting her mark few years before graduating. 

The astronomy tower was an ideal place to think. Her mother used to love astronomy so much. She too enjoys astronomy, the stars are comforting. It reminds her of her mother who once told her that she'd like to be reborn as a star. She remembered her mother's voice so clearly, it was all she could grasp really. Her father, however, she couldn't remember a thing. Niall always told her that father was an amazing man, that he did unthinkable things for the wizarding world. 

Her train of thoughts crashed and burned when she suddenly heard faint sounds of footsteps. A wave of panic washed over her body. She can't afford to get detention right now, there's already too much going on in her life. I'd rather die than get a detention with Filch, she thought. Actually that was a brilliant thought, if it is Filch and she gets caught, she'll pitch herself off the astronomy tower if she has too. 

The footsteps are getting louder. She abruptly stands up and gets prepared. Leaning against the railing and one of her legs propped up and ready to jump. She catches a glimpse of white hair. Maybe Filch has white hair, he's old. She's unsure but she's not taking any chances. Pushing herself over the railing, her back against the cold air of nothingness behind her. The person she's been longing to see pops out of the doorway. Out of instinct, she lets go of the railing and sends a salute to him. 

The person who sees her fall, however, isn't Filch. It's Malfoy, Draco Malfoy. But she falls too quickly to realize who it is.

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Nevaeh woke up with an exploding migraine. She can't remember what happened. Or why she's in the hospital wing right now. 

"Madame Pomfrey?" She spoke with difficulty, her hand on her head, "Why am I here?"

"Oh, dear! You're awake, thank goodness! Here take this, it'll help." The lady handed Nevaeh a bottle of pills and she quickly took some, wishing for the stabbing pain in her head to stop.