Third Person's POV
It had been a couple of days and Nyla and George hadn't spoken for the past few days busy with all the dance practice but even with all the chances to be together, they never got a chance to dance together . Always being dragged by a friend and having to dance with them out of kindness. Nyla had been practicing her walking on air spell after dinner and only came in once it was dark and during the day once classes were over she would either be helping the girls dance or doing piles of Potions homework.
Especially with the tests Snape and Mcgonagall have been assigning every Friday. Today was Tuesday Which meant in three days she'd have a quiz in the two classes also the puffapods are finally ready to be replanted into the castle's garden. Neville was more excited than everyone but Nyla was stressed from all the studying as was Hermione and the boys. And having Hermione, the smartest girl in our house, worried about the tests made the rest of them worry much more. She would sometimes see George walking by and they would say hi and start small talk but it would end quickly because one has to go to class or the other has too much on their plate to stay and talk.
Nyla had finally finished everything and had at least two hours to her spell practicing. She went outside and placed her book down and went to the Quidditch field where she had learned how to fly a broom but after a few lessons she was doing well and she didn't need any more lessons after that. She pulled her wand out and had the grass turn stone and made them come together and form a body Nyla controlled it with her wand and when she was satisfied at how good she did, she let the grass go back to grass blades and let them fall onto the ground. The next spell she casted wasn't useful in any way unless there was a wardrobe malfunction but it was fun to do.
She waved her wand around herself and she was now wearing a lavender colored dress that was smooth like silk and short in the front long in the and strapless she waved her wand again and now she was wearing a white skirt with a little blue blouse tucked in,
"Oh i'm definitely saving this for another time" Nyla said talking to herself. She waved her wand one last time and she was wearing her uniform again. She then swished her wand and small golden glittery bits came out and she stepped onto them.
"I'll never get bored of this", she said, walking higher up while humming a song. Still walking on air she walked over to the lake and saw the waves crashing the rocks and could see a fish hopping in and out of the water than Chomp! The fish was eaten in a second by a shark looking thing.
"Well that was refreshing," Nyla said, talking to herself yet again. She was so high up now the air she was breathing in was crispy.She took a big, deep breath in and let it out. As she breathed out she told herself "Nope, nevermind that was refreshing".
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"Oh George that was good but I'm sure once Flich found us we were sure to be his cats' next meal!" Fred laughed out to his brother who had just played a foul prank on Filch the school's caretaker. Even though he was the caretaker he did not give a second look when a student got hurt.
"I wonder how long that one will last, his hands were bigger than norris's whole body!".
"Oh that never gets old" George sighed, the twins had tricked Flich into eating one of their candies and before they could turn away from him his hands had grown abnormally large.
"I'll hang you by your ankles!" George imatied Mr.Filch his brother laughed harder at the horrible impersionasion.
Both of them looked up when Lee walked in and waited for him to sit on his bed, they both watched as Lee jumped on his bed. The mattress sprung him back off roughly making go flying towards the wall .
"Aaahh!, Oof" Lee voiced, the twins couldn't hold their laugh in anymore and let it out.
"You guys are rotten," Lee said, rubbing his backside. The two had just laughed harder, today the two twins had spent their day pulling twice as more pranks than they usually would. George didn't know why but Fred already knew if George had a minute to himself he would think about how Nyla and him haven't talked for a while.
The two of them got very close over the last few weeks and not only did George want them to get even closer but so did Nyla. George even hung up the other painting he had taken from her and right next to it was the night time painting. When he had said it connected with him he wasn't lying he was planning to take both of them home over break and hang them up. Just so he could have a piece of her.
Nyla on the other hand had George's sweater. She wore it whenever she was studying alone. Speaking of Nyla she was now coming back inside after enjoying her night magic fest and was heading in and her thoughts had ran wild and she was thinking of why her mom left her , why did she have to be her daughter Nyla thought to herself, she felt a tear roll down her cheek and another, she was now in front of the common room. But decided not to enter and just sat next to the portrait. Did her mom even know how much trouble she caused for her. If it wasn't for Nyla going out of her way to avoid the slytherins then she would have been bruised like last time or worse.Another tear rolled down her face then like a waterfall, emotions she had never let out were gushing out even with the attempts to keep them back she was now crying because of anger.
"How dare she decide to have a kid and then ditch her not leaving anything behind" Nyla uttered. Without thinking she ran back down the stairs and passed the quidditch field.
"I loved you, I trusted you and I didnt even know you!" she screamed at nothing but thin air. All the years she spent quietly keeping her emotions back were catching up with her.
"I loved you, I loved you" she whispered to herself as her anger slowly left her body. And she fell backwards onto the grassy field emotionally and mentally exhausted.
"I trusted you" she said slowly and out of breath. Nyla had finally let out emotions she didn't know she had, a voice she didn't know she could use, and tears she didn't know she could shed. She felt relieved as if the weight on her shoulders she didn't know she was holding onto was pushed off. She breathed in the cold air and let it out loudly "but not anymore" she said, closing her now red puffy eyes relaxing her whole body.
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