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A startled gasp awoke Cerise as she was ripped from her slumber.
It didn't take long to realize she had been the one gasping, her eyes wildly scanning the room to see if she woke anyone. The girl who had slept across from her had woken up in confusion, only to send Cerise a startled glance and lay her head back down.
In momentary confusion, Cerise did the same. The nightmare had been the same as it usually was.
Instead of Cerise hearing the news of the murder inside of her home, she had gone out with her parents that night.
And then once they got into the crossfire, all Cerise could do was watch as her mother and father were murdered by Voldemort's death eaters.
The tears Cerise didn't know we're building up in her eyes, dropped within seconds. She casted a wandless Silencio spell around her bed and closed her curtains.
She couldn't explain it to you if you had asked. The embarrassment of showing emotions, but the urge to do so overwhelmed everything else. She let the tears fall, sobs racking the girls body causing her to curl in on herself.
She couldn't let her life be broken down into this, mess.
She let her eyes squeeze shut. The desperation for sleep consuming her.
