Veil of Mist ( Hogwarts AU with Big 5 / Jelsa )

5 Light Phenomena

POV Punzie

I was sketching to my notebook when we were in our History of Magic lessons. Sun had always been my favorite subject to draw, ever since I was kidnapped as a child. The Sun in purple background was my wizard family’s symbol. Of course I also loved how the actual sun makes things grow and warms your barefeet and you can walk on grass and.. Ah!

“Miss Rapunzel,” A voice speaks to me and I slowly lift my head up. I was just coloring the tenth sun I drew in last 5 minutes. “It is the start of the lesson and you’re already daydreaming?” Our teacher Milo J. Thatch just pushed his glasses further on his nose, glaring at me while holding a book. He touched his head while he lifted the light brown hair away from his face. “I am sorry professor,” I whispered. He was one of the teachers with professor status in this school of witchcraft.

Milo smiled and walked away, “Focus more from now on miss Rapunzel.” I watched as he went to write some stuff on the wall. He used his magic wand to write and show us things. I watched for some time but then my eyes felt heavy. I shook my head and then I wrote on paper the words, ‘Open the window, I am dying in here!’

I threw the folded paper to Kristoff who was closest to the window. He rolled his eyes after reading it but for my relief he nodded. When he opened the window I felt cool breeze of autumn air filling the room and it slightly waved my golden blonde hair. I sighed from relief, history always seems so dusty and boring, some fresh air refreshes things.

I watched outside from the window, sun was shining and clouds drifted on the sky in slow motion. Again I felt sleepy while watching the time literally dragging forward. I leaned my chin to my hand that I had resting against the desk. My head was literally nodding down each time when I almost fell asleep. “Miss Rapunzel,” Milo exclaimed from the front. “I am wide awake!” I squealed when I startle to his voice calling me. Whole class started to laugh. I sighed, and leaned my chin to my hand and I stared outside.

Now the subject had turned to the darkest part of the history, to you-know-who. My heart is aching since I remember that my kidnapper works for he-who-must-not-be-named. The person who kidnapped me was Gothel, one of the most vicious creatures in history. She is known for her methods of torture to have her way but I know that she can control minds in other ways also. For years she kept me in captivity, playing with my mind and it still makes me shiver.

I am a special type of wizard, one who is expert in healing magic. You-know-who needed me and my powers. I managed to escape with help of Pascal, he was Gothel’s elf servant. She tortured him all the time, the thought still hurts me. Pascal was a good friend of mine. There is one way to free an elf from his master, it is by giving him something to wear. I gave Pascal my hair ribbon which he wore with bride. Then one day after one of Gothel’s mind spells wore out Pascal came to me, wanting to help me escape. I was 10 years old then, been trapped for five long years. Sometimes I wonder if Gothel liked me actually since she brushed my hair every night and only used mind control and not her usual method, the torture. However I don’t know if mind control is better than torture.

I escaped exactly one year before I started my school in Hogwarts. Mother and father were so happy about me getting back. Sadness however darkens my path, my dear friend Pascal died while helping me. Elves can do magic, mostly transferring magic. It is the kind of magic that you use to move objects from place to another. On the night of my escape Pascal came to me and right when we were leaving Gothel arrived. She was furious and took something from her waist, throwing it at us while screaming. It hit to Pascal and when we were in another place because of Pascal’s magic I noticed that he wasn’t feeling well. He took me to my parent’s house and he died on our floor, his tiny hands holding onto the cursed knife, which stick out from his chest.