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THE NIGHT TWINKLED A STARRY BLACK.
the gleaming moon that hung high in the sky payed a painful reminder to thirteen year old vega black as she lay, back down on the tall green grass, small patches of flowers sprouted around.
the stars twinkled above her form, the sirius and regulus stars shining awfully bright that night.
the vega star hung back, more dimmed but still noticeable in its own way.
vega's skin was once a sun-kissed tan, though now shone more milky and pale as it often did in the long, nine week school holidays. her eyes were icy, slanted and fox-like, but now held a gentleness that not many faced often.
goosebumps rose on the skin of her arms, the black leather jacket not doing much to shield her from the the night's avid cold.
her deep brunette hair lay tucked beneath her back, probably getting tangled from the grass.
her slim face was sleek, yet bore a small, not quite noticeable scar reaching down her neck, often peeking just over the brim of her hogwarts uniform collar.
though that barely shone a light on the vast amount of scars she really held. they lay mostly on her chest and back, though some littered her arms and legs.
a small sigh escapes vega's pale pink lips as she cranes her head backwards to peer over at the small hut in which she holds home in her holiday time.
it was extremely shabby and held nothing more than a small bed with a thin, creaky mattress as well as a battered lounge. she tried to not spend all of her time in there, she usually spent her time scavenging through town for whatever she could find ; fresh food, water, clothing.
she had about two sets of clothing, most of which was ripped in some places and terribly shabby, the already mild colour faded and any patterns chipping away. but it was better than nothing and she certainly rather that than nothing at all.
at least when she went back to hogwarts she was nicely fed and could wear her uniform most of the time.
she did struggle, not being able to afford any school equipment, but they always had spares at the school which she would take.
maybe to others that would be embarrassing, but to vega, that was all she knew. she was selfless in that way.
she never took more than what she needed because she knew how it was to not have anything at all. she took only the bare minimum she needed and yet sometimes she wished she could take more.
in the holidays between her school years she barely ate and came back severely malnourished.
and being underfed, underwatered and often sick certainly did not aid in her monthly transformations. nor did the fact she had no real place to transform.
