The Hunt | Regulus Black

Destroyed Bliss

– Flashback –
– James Potter –
– May 1976 –

Pure bliss.

Days are growing longer and the sun climbs higher in the sky, the unmistakable signs of summer's arrival has begun to unfold. The air, once crisp and cool, now hummed with a warmth that seemed to seep into every corner of the world. It was as if the earth itself had awoken from its slumber, ready to embrace the new season with open arms.

The first hints of summer are appearing in the vibrant hues that paint the landscape. The trees, once barren and skeletal, burst forth with lush foliage, their leaves unfurling in a riot of green. Flowers bloomed in a kaleidoscope of colours, their fragrant petals reaching towards the sun in an exuberant display of life.

Scents of summer hang heavy in the air, mingling with the earthy aroma of freshly cut grass and the sweet perfume of blossoms. It was a heady mix that filled the senses, evoking memories of lazy days spent beneath the sun's golden rays.

As the temperature rises, so too do the sounds of summer. The chirping of crickets filled the evenings, their symphony of song echoing through the warm night air. Birds flitted through the trees, their melodic calls blending with the gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze.

But perhaps the most unmistakable sign of summer's arrival was the feeling of joy and anticipation that seemed to permeate the world. It was a time of endless possibilities, a time for pure joy. Summer had arrived in all its glory, bringing with it the promise of adventure and excitement that lay just beyond the horizon.

The only downside to the upcoming end of the school year was the emptiness of Thea over the summer. She doesn't talk much about her parents, only that her mum has passed and her dad is strict and recluse.

However, before the school year ends I get the honour of watching her smile grow, her brown eyes glisten and her hair shine in the sun.

Thea, Padfoot, Moony, Olivia, and I found a spot on the Hogwarts grounds that is pretty hidden, it's perfect for summer days like these. It's an area of opening between the trees that let the perfect amount of sun in.

In the heart of the sun-drenched opening, where the tall grasses swaying gently in the warm breeze, Thea sat, a vision of serene beauty amid nature's embrace. With her golden locks catching the sunlight, her brown eyes flickered with the soft glow of the afternoon sun, a captivating contrast against the freckles that danced across her nose and cheeks like constellations in the sky.

As she reclined on a soft blanket spread beneath the azure sky, her face illuminated by the gentle rays of the sun, she seemed utterly at peace, lost in the pages of her book. The soft rustle of the breeze turned the pages for her as she delved into the world between the covers, her mind transported to far-off lands and fantastical adventures.

Her presence in the field was like a beacon of warmth and tranquillity, drawing the eye and soothing the soul. The sunlight played across her features, casting a soft, ethereal glow that seemed to halo her in a radiant embrace.

I can't help but be captivated by her effortless beauty, by the way the sunlight kissed her hair and brought out the golden hues in her eyes. But it was not just her physical appearance that drew admiration; it was the quiet confidence and grace with which she carried herself, the way she seemed entirely at home amidst the beauty of the natural world.

And so, as she sat in the sun-drenched field, her book forgotten for a moment as she tilted her face towards the sky, she became a symbol of the simple joys and pleasures to be found in the world around us. A reminder to pause, to breathe, and to appreciate the beauty that surrounds us, both in nature and in the hearts of those we encounter along the way.