A Speck of Light in the Dark PV Closed

Starry night
Speck of white
Would you know you're made of light
If you were born into the dark?

If someone knew her before she had gone to this school, they wouldn't recognize her now. Katrina Walker had changed so much in two years at Hogwarts that she was now unrecognizable. No wonder her friends left her, they must not remember that that was her.

Katrina's once bouncy auburn hair was now hiding her face in somewhat dull appearance. Her hazel eyes that once had the unmistakable spark of life were now dull. Few things would bring the life back to them. Her face was too pale and her cheeks too sunken in. Her lips that used to smile and always be babbling were now frozen into the expression of boredom. Her clothes were disheveled and wrinkled occasionally, when they used to be neatly folded and sometimes even ironed in an attempt at looking presentable. The only thing that people recognized was the teal streak in her hair, and even that was starting to fade.

The Gryffindor was currently skipping dinner, as she had had lunch. She normally only had one meal a day and an optional snack later. She was currently eating an apple from one of the trees farther in the campus. No one ever found it so the apples were often her snack.

It was somewhat pleasant being alone. No one was there to judge her prematurely or give her odd glances. No overly-happy first years ready to bounce up and try to fix all of her impossible problems. No teachers or staff somewhat worried about the lonesome girl she had become. No one but the trees, grass, and a few tired birds.

Katrina found a large hill and took the blanket from under her arm. She spread it out on the far side, away from the prying eyes of the castle. The lioness lay down on the old red plaid stretch of fabric and leaned back on her hands, legs far in front of her.

Dusk had just fallen, the tall trees blocking out the dappled sunlight. That is when she saw it. A lone firefly flapped its wings out of the taller grass and toward her. The creature landed on the blanket beside her, and Katrina cupped the bug in her hands. It was small and tiny, a distinct light on its rear lighting up her cupped hands.

Then in one flurry of motion, the field in front of her lit up. Hundreds of the tiny insects took flight. Never leaving the grass. For a long time Kat rested there, entranced by the dancing of the specks of white in the dark.

A melody Katrina knew came to mind, and she couldn't help but hum it quietly. It was a newer song, one a violinist played flawlessly. The red-head settled in and time passed her by.

At some point, Boomerang joined her side. The little feline followed her wherever she was. He settled himself in her lap and began purring furiously. An absentminded hand pet his back.

“I really miss Liam, you know that Boomerang? I had thought that he was still alive, I guess I was just fooling myself. “ A small sigh escaped her lips, “I had even gotten to the point that I was okay with it. But who even knows what summer will bring? No one in the family wants me so I’ll be at school again all summer.” Boomerang stood up and purred before plopping his small frame beside her arm. “At least you’re still love me,”

@Annie Morgan