Lakshe was looking off of the astronomy tower, imagining how nice it would be to f a l l.
She couldn't stand living, knowing that during the summer, she would have to go back to her family. If she could even call them that. All they did was make her work like a slave, and if she messed up...God forbid she messed up.
She shudders lightly. She didn't even want to think about that.
Her hufflepuff robes were flying in the wind, as she pushed her black hair behind her ear. She sighs softly, closing her eyes, stepping up on the ledge. It's not like anyone would miss her. The mess up, the girl who didn't matter. Then she felt a soft hand on her arm, tugging her back.
"Please. Don't." She whispers, pulling her backwards.
Lakshe jumps slightly, tears stinging her eyes. "Why?"
"I need you, please. Please don't do it." The mystery voice says in a gentle, soothing tone.
Lakshe sobs, stepping down, facing the voice. She had gorgeous brown hair, and eyes the same shade as Lakshe's but somehow more gentle and mysterious. Lakshe wraps her arms around her neck, shoulders shaking, as she just sobs into the stranger's shoulders.
"Shh, it's going to be okay." The stranger soothes, letting her sob out on her shoulder.
Lakshe sniffles softly. "I'm so sorry- I just-" "
Dont apologize." She says warmly. "The name's Tira by the way." She smiles.
Lakshe couldn't help but smile. "Hi Tira. I'm Lakshe."
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A couple of months later, Tira and Lakshe were walking through Hogsmeade and laughing.
Suddenly, Tira stops. "H-Hey. Um I need to ask you something."
"Yeah, what is it?" Lakshe asks, her dark eyes wide open. "Oh god, what did I do this time?"
"Nothing! Oh my god, no you're perfect." She laughs nervously.
"Not true, but go ahead." Lakshe grins, pulling down her sleeves lightly because of the biting cold.
"I just- I don't-ugH! I've been waiting so long to do this." She says quickly and kisses her, Lakshe's arms going around her waist, and Tira's hand around her neck, Lakshe bending down a bit due to the height difference between the two.
Lakshe pulls away gently, grinning. "You don't know how long I've been wanting to do that, either." She says softly, tracing circles on Tira's arm.
"Yeah? Well I guess I need to ask you the thing then. Be my badger?" She grins, winking.
Lakshe laughs, nodding. "If you'll be my...raven? eagle? I don't know." She giggles.
"Well I don't care. As long as I can call you mine."
AHH SORRY IT'S SO CRAP- IT WAS SUPER RUSHED AT THE END LMAO
BUT I HOPED YOU LIKED LAKTIRA'S FIRST KISS AND TIRA ASKING ME (LAKSHE) OUT
I LIKED WRITING IT :)
