── ❋ ──PV @Maya Galim❋𝓐madea wasn't quite sure what had brought her into the Muggle Studies classroom on this particular day. She didn't have class and she wasn't struggling in the course, so she couldn't explain why her feet had brought her here. Maybe it was because her Common Room was located on the same floor and it was somewhere quite close to where she had been before. Maybe it was because she was feeling quite out of place right now and being in the Muggle Studies classroom made her feel closer to home. Whatever the reason was, Amadea found herself standing in the middle of the empty classroom with tears streaming down her face.
She thought that all of this had already been let out. She had cried plenty while she was home. Then it subsided and she came back to Hogwarts. Then she had started breaking down again (hence her long talk with Scott Alexander about her feelings). She thought that was the end of it. Everything would be fine. But no, here she was, standing in the classroom, bawling her eyes out. Amadea didn't know what was wrong with her. Every time she thought she had finally started progressing through the grieving process, a new wave of sadness hit her and suddenly she was back to square one. She hated it. She wished she could just fast forward to the end when everything was fine and she wasn't a mess all of the time. Unfortunately, it didn't seem like that was going to happen anytime soon. Now she just wanted to go home.
Amadea sighed, wiping her eyes. The only thing she could do was keep moving forward and that was what she was going to do. She turned, ready to head out of the classroom and cry somewhere a bit less public when she heard footsteps. Her eyes widened immediately, knowing that the footsteps could only belong to Professor Galim, the Muggle Studies teacher. What was she going to think when she walked into her classroom and spotted Amadea, puffy eyes and runny nose, standing awkwardly in the middle of her classroom. Amadea quickly tried to wipe her face, removing any signs of her tears from existence and wracked her brain trying to think of any question she could ask Professor Galim to make it seem like she had a reason to be there.── ❋ ──
A human. Being.