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THERE'S a brief flash of light, a composition of upbeat laughter and a montage of happiness. For a few weeks, there's a taste of what life could be like. Adeline spends time with her friends; always studying with Ryland and Honey, chatting with Ari in the common room when he's around, practicing defence against the dark arts with Amethyst.
Ryland walks with her between every class, no matter if they share it or not. Honey shares her interests in the muggle world, always talking to Adeline about the modern and ancient world of human civilisation, glee and keen curiosity always comforting for Adeline to see. Ari talks of the Ravenclaw boy he's seeing, the red tint of his cheeks tells Adeline it's a little less casual than he says it is. There are moments with Amethyst, ones that come out of the blue and always tend to catch Adeline off guard, that are the only signs of trouble she sees for those weeks. It's in the way Amethyst will begin to question those rumours again, adamant on not letting it go, or in the way she's clearly a little less trustful than she once was.
Other than that, Adeline's world seems to clear of troubles for the briefest moment. Pansy has left her alone, oddly enough. Ignoring her in classes, in the hallways and the common rooms. It's like Adeline doesn't even exist in Pansy's world, which she certainly won't complain about. People have grown somewhat bored of the rumours about her family, stopped questioning why her tea showed what it did, stopped wondering who her boggart was. It took a little longer for the dementor rumours to stop, that she wasn't afraid of them, that she could control them. They just didn't understand what they had seen.
Even Draco has gone back to somewhat normalcy, ignoring her with the rest of the world. It's comforting in a way, knowing that trouble often accompanies him.
The headaches have lessened, the dreams stopped. She doesn't have trouble feeling asleep now, hasn't seen the spirits or hadn't been plagued with any visions.
For the most part, for a fleeting part of the script, Adeline is happy in an epigrammatic sort of way.
To say the few passing weeks Adeline had just lived through would be the moments she looks back on in the years to come, the memories that she would fall asleep to and ponder why it had be so brief, why it all had to end so quickly, would be something terribly tragic. But ultimately, correct.
Adeline would forever remember the faces of each recollection, never to forget and always to come back to like a drug.
It's a shame, really, how she hadn't even realised the life she has experienced would be the moments she pines for in the future. The narration of every year had just been the build up, the progression of turmoil and trauma, until she could finally reach the problem, the fatal flaw and her own achilles heel.
