𝒲𝑒 𝒞𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝐹𝑜𝓇𝓂 𝒶𝓃 𝒜𝓉𝓉𝒶𝒸𝒽𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉
The Autumn sun beamed down on me, perched on a bench by the black lake, near the boat house, the wind brushed through my hair as the clouds swiftly moved. It was late on a Thursday afternoon, I luckily was able to have a free during my week, so I took the chance to write to my mother and father, a much overdue thing to do to ensure we had arrived at Hogwarts safely, but I was struggling to put quill to parchment.
Conveying my emotions to my parents was a thing I had never done, and even though I have sent an numerous owls, I never enjoyed doing it. Running my hand through my hair, I deeply sighed, closing my eyes feeling the wind kiss my cheeks. This year deemed stressful, a lot more demands that ever before. For a moment, I wished I was Theo, he was a man, had no worries like me and my mother, he could live his dreams, I could not.
The fear of leaving Hogwarts within itself was enough, but I knew what lied for me once this is over. Marriages alliance, balls, entertaining, more dancing, more balls, so I can get a good marriage, then children. My throat tightened at the thought, a wife? To another noble wizard seemed horrible.
I was destined to far greater things, than dancing the night away in a corset that was practically killing me, to entertain, and so Theo never gets to lift a finger. My eyes burned as I fighted back the urge to cry. A woman in this century was deemed nothing, especially if you came from a well-known family such as the Pierce's. I had ambitions of being a far greater person in this world.
The Hogwarts castle stood strong in its beauty. I wish it was possible to stay here forever. The comforts of the slytherin common room, where I had spent most of my student life, the memories of laughter, the dancing through the night. Fighting with Theo, throwing a book at Sebastian. All those arguments I look back on and laugh.
Yesterday morning flooding my mind, dancing so close with someone whom I have disliked since the beginning, made me? Someone whom had been dancing from a young age with numerous males, made me nervous. Every time I closed my eyes, his gaze was imprinted in my mind. My heart's pace picked up at the thought. Could I truly become fond of him? Someone so, distant and cold?
When the sunset I made my way to the great hall for dinner, pushing open the oak doors, the bustling hall greeted me, mindless teenage chatters and laughter echoed throughout. My eyes fell upon the Slytherin table, seeing Imelda and Sebastian sat side by side, he was bringing some beverage to his lips, as she nattered away with another slytherin girl.
Pausing I was ensure if I should sit at their table or find company else were. From his facial expressions, he was extremely distant, normally he would have a full blown conversation, filling the laughter as well, he sat there quiet, deep in thought. I gripped my fist, before deciding not to sit with them. I truly had no business sitting with them, and considering Theo and Ominis were vacant, I searched for Gareth or Percy. No sign of them. Great.
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𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔; 𝑺. 𝑺𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘
FanfictionWhen things are perfect, almost as if your entire life had been a complete set up storybook, how does it all end so wrong? I looked around, seeing enemies, friends, and him, the one whom had caused all this destruction and chaos from the beginning...