It's hard to understand that life can sometimes snatch the safety net from right under your feet. Meredith knew that. She had been born without one.
All her life had been hit after hit after hit until she grew resilient and was sure there was nothi...
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1, September. 1994
The manor was colder than usual. Considering it beginning of autumn, it was highly logical for it to be. She didn't mind the cold, in fact, she embraced it like a friend and let it rise small bumps on her arms as she took a last look at the room. With her trunk all packed and her school supplies downstairs, all she had left to do was say her goodbyes to her mother and she would be off through the network and at her cousin's in no time.
Except her mother was likely never there to bid her goodbye. Not one year did she remember when her mother would take her off to the station herself, or help her with her trunk... Or even be present when she left. Next year, she would promise the year before that, and when next year came, she would be no where in the house to be found. Only a note was always sent by owl a week into the school year, the same empty promises made; with a sack full of coins that her mother thought compensated the void.
After so many years, she had gotten used to it and with a last look at the striped walls, she shut the door and headed downstairs on her way to her real home. The white marble shone grey, as if the house itself were sad for her departure. The freshly picked flowers sprayed her with their delicate scent, giving her a beautiful distinguished smell as she passed them by. When she reached the main floor, she picked the note and skimmed through it, memorizing the same apology as last year.
Dear, had to leaveearly for work. Hope you have a safe trip. -mum
A soft crack was heard from behind her back, followed by a blow off the nose. She dropped the note as it crumbled itself on the table and turned around to see two big puffy eyes starting sadly up at her.
"Mrs. Forgives for not saying goodbye." The voice said before blowing noisily on the handkerchief once more, her floppy ears beating at the sides of her face.
"Of course she does." She said, then reached down to hug the whimpering elf. Atleast there will be someone in this house who willmiss me she thought.
After finally calming down, the elf disappeared a few seconds, then apparated with a brown box poorly tied with string.
"These are for miss. To take on the train and share with friends if she desires." She pushed the box onto the girl, who took it with appreciation.
"Gringer, you don't have to call me miss. We have discussed that about a million times. And Thank you. Beautiful dress, by the way." She mentioned eyeing the delicate blue material, matching the elf's eyes.
"Sorry miss Meredith. One can not let go of their teachings so easily." Her big ears flapped slightly and her cheeks turned cherry red as she pats the long skirt of the dress.
