The chilly wind swept across the grounds, causing some of the thin trees to bend dangerously close to breaking, and messing up Amelia Colton's hair. Not that she minded. She was aware of the fate of her dark curls when she had stepped outside just a few moments ago.
It felt good to walk around the grounds, especially when it was a little empty. Kind of unusual for her to feel good when she was alone, since she always liked to hang out with her friends...but it does do one good to spend time alone and collect their thoughts. Her homework was done and she had had her dinner. And she decided that since she's so bored out of her wits, she could take a walk around the lake, one of her favourites spots in Hogwarts.
As she continued walking, she couldn't help but think about her still unanswered owl that she had sent to her father a week ago. She made sure to sent him owls quite frequently, to make sure he's fine. But the replying owls are either delayed, or they never come. Amelia sighed. She knew how busy her father was. It wasn't easy, juggling between the roles of an Auror, and a single father of a teenage girl. But was it really that hard to write up a short reply and send it to her? It would at least ease her mind, and she could be at peace for some time, knowing that her father was fine.
She neared the very familiar oak tree, the one that she had sat under since the start of her first year at Hogwarts, and plopped down on her yet another favourite spot. She leaned back on her hands, looking up at the moonlit sky. How beautiful. Now, if only there was someone around here to join her...
It felt good to walk around the grounds, especially when it was a little empty. Kind of unusual for her to feel good when she was alone, since she always liked to hang out with her friends...but it does do one good to spend time alone and collect their thoughts. Her homework was done and she had had her dinner. And she decided that since she's so bored out of her wits, she could take a walk around the lake, one of her favourites spots in Hogwarts.
As she continued walking, she couldn't help but think about her still unanswered owl that she had sent to her father a week ago. She made sure to sent him owls quite frequently, to make sure he's fine. But the replying owls are either delayed, or they never come. Amelia sighed. She knew how busy her father was. It wasn't easy, juggling between the roles of an Auror, and a single father of a teenage girl. But was it really that hard to write up a short reply and send it to her? It would at least ease her mind, and she could be at peace for some time, knowing that her father was fine.
She neared the very familiar oak tree, the one that she had sat under since the start of her first year at Hogwarts, and plopped down on her yet another favourite spot. She leaned back on her hands, looking up at the moonlit sky. How beautiful. Now, if only there was someone around here to join her...
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