chapter fourteen

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That night, after dinner, Adena decided to finally write back to her mother. She was lying on her bed, in her long white silky nightgown, a piece of parchment lit up by a candle on her bedside table. She was wondering how to start. For now, the only inspiration she got was 'Mum, Dad'. She was thinking hard on how to formulate her words, but after enough thinking she continued writing.

'Mum, Dad,

I hope you two are doing well. I wanted to apologize for worrying you these past few days. I admit I haven't been feeling quite well, I had a lot in my mind and couldn't find time to write back.

However, I am feeling much better. I'm keeping up the hard work and doing well in my prefect duties. Thank you for the support again,

                                                                                                  Take care,

                                                                                                                    Adena '

She sealed the letter, planning on sending it first thing in the morning, if she hadn't forgotten of course.


Adena, unconsciously woke up early that day. The first thing on her mind was obviously her parents' letter which she couldn't forget this time if she wanted to avoid her mother's anger and her sister's pestering. So, she prepared herself, then enveloped herself in her long coat, and put on her matching scarf and beanie showing the Ravenclaw colors, as it was almost December.

She then got out of her common room quietly, with her letter in hand. The hallways were quiet and empty, nobody was out at this hour. She went out in the cold of November, instantly starting to shiver then made her way to the owlery. It was a little dark because of the hour and the winter's weather but she could easily make out her way. She chose a pretty white owl, petting it a little before letting it take the letter in its beak and flying off in the air. She took time to admire the view of the park, the dark forest and the mountains in the background, surrounded by morning fog, before going back to the castle.

She was one of the rare students already present in the Great Hall. The Ravenclaw table was still empty when she approached it so she just took a random seat and started pouring herself a cup of hot tea to warm herself up. Another early bird entered the room, and when she looked up, she saw Regulus Black, looking as haughty as ever with his raven curly locks of hair framing his thin face and his elegant strides. She hadn't noticed she was staring until he gave her a nod, to which she responded before turning back to her tea, thinking 'he'll think I'm a creep now.'

She slowly started sipping her tea while munching on her scrambled eggs. Then Jacob's Daily Prophet was delivered, and she started reading it before he arrived, like any normal morning. People entered the hall but still no sight of her Ravenclaw comrades. And suddenly, a loud noise was heard outside the Hall, making everyone turned in the direction of the entrance. Curiosity filled the students present in the Great Hall, as most of them got up to see what all this mess was about. Voices were being heard as well, then gasps of people and more noises. Adena, surprised by all of that got up after a while, slowly directing herself towards the mob that had formed outside the hall. Before she could see anything, she spotted her sister with her friends on the side, almost enjoying the view. When she stood next to her, she watched with shock as her friend, James Potter, was bullying, once again Severus Snape. He had made all of his books fly in the air. Sirius Black had his wand in one hand as he was quietly enjoying the show. She watched as people around had mixed reactions, some laughing, some frowning. Their Gryffindor companions were watching on the side as well, frowning but didn't look like they were about to interrupt this little bullying session. Adena, feeling rather angry at the sight, turned to face Candace who was just smiling.

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