Sometimes you can break rules... PV Brookline Quin

november

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great lake

_{sometimes you can break rules |@Andy Loggins}

_{english | welsh}

Brookline sighed, when she could read about spells and healing, of course, a part of her wanted to go out, and swim in the Great Lake. In a complete moment of weakness, she had agreed to go with Andy to swim. Although as soon as those rotten words escaped her lips, she regretted it completely. Was this another attempt for Andy to proclaim his “love” for Brookline? That Brookline didn’t know. But she pushed the rude thought away, hoping it was just a mild hang-out with a simple friend. Though she wished, and wished she had her best friend, @Elvenia Moonshadow with her. Elvenia would know what to do.

Once she arrived the Great Lake, Brookline came face to face with snow. Snow? Snow in November? But it’s not even that damn cold! The Welsh Ravenclaw’s forehead wrinkled as she, incredulous, thought. She shivered, her curls bouching wildly in the chilly November wind. Then she saw Andy in blue matching pajamas!? sitting on a bench, muttering a few words. More snow flew to the ground, and the air around Brookline became awfully cold. When she approached Andy, she wrinkled her nose in disgust. A dreadfully horrid smell wafted to her nostrils, and her head started pounding. She decided to let it be, and try not to breath through her nose.

“H-Hi. Kinda cold out here isn’t it?” Brookline smiled, tightening the sweater around her body, before glancing behind her. She wasn’t going to swim today. She could just wade, but she didn’t feel like asking today. But right now, she did not want to be here, I swear I am never breaking a rule ever again.

november

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great lake

_{sometimes you can break rules |@Andy Loggins}

_{english | welsh}

Brookline glanced around. She had this weird feeling at the pit of her stomach. Maybe this what it felt like when you broke rules. She listened to Andy’s rant.

“Oh its okay. I don’t mind, I forgive you, Andy. I’m your friend, of course you like me.” And with that she smiled. Then Andy pounced into the water. Brookline squealed as the water splashed, and some of it landed on her. “Andy, I swear.” She growled, and waiting for the Ravenclaw boy to resurface.

He did, and he told Brookline to come on in. Then he dove down, down, to the bottom, Brookline assumed. She sat down, and took off her socks and shoes. Then rolling up her Jeans to her shins, she rose. She stepped carefully towards the water, and as her toe was about to touch the water, blood appeared in the water. Brookline screamed, scrambling back, not knowing it was Andy. She thought the blood belonged to magical and dangerous creatures in the lake, who’d fought in a deadly fight, and only one lived, and it was coming to her.

Fortunately, when Andy’s brown mop of hair appeared, Brookline sighed. She going to beat the little Ravenclaw kid. The blood was confusing Brookline. She couldn’t see straight. How did Andy get hurt? But as Brookline pressed her back against a tree, she didn’t know how to treat Andy’s wound. She didn’t think first and second years were taught how do healing spells. They weren’t. Though she could stop the bleeding. The healing books she read told her to apply pressure on a bleeding wound. Could she do that now?

Standing up carefully, Brookline took a stick and a leave that was nearby, and trotted up to Andy. “Andy, its okay. Apply pressure on the wound. You want the bleeding to stop. If you don’t want to touch the wound, use this leaf.” Her firm voice surprised her. She wasn’t used to this new firmness Brookline had accessed. Was she different now, as a second year?

If Andy took the leaf, Brookline would go ahead and look for someone on the ground, to see if there was anything that could stop the bleeding. If Andy didn’t take the leaf, and applied pressure himself, then Brookline would place the leaf by his side in case he needed it, and she would still go look for anything else to help his wound.

Whatever happened, Brookline stayed calmed. She didn’t know she did, but she did. Once she figured out there was nothing she could use, she whispered, “Hey Andy. I think I’ll go find a bandage for you, okay?” If Andy said okay or something along those lines, Brookline stand up and leave the Great Lake, sneaking into the castle. If Andy said something else, Brookline would still sneak into the castle.

^{half-way leaving the thread, coming back}

november

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great lake

_{sometimes you can break rules |@Andy Loggins}

_{english | welsh}

Brookline sprinted out with that ding dang bandage. That was scary. At least it was over. She swore she wouldn’t be caught dead after this backfiring adventure.

Spotting the sight of Andy’s cloud-blue pajamas, Brookline threw a quick glance at the leaf. It was red. Oh dear oh dear. It was red with crimson blood. Oh why oh why. It was bloody horrific. Oh boy oh boy. Oh boy!
Why can’t my life be normal? Brookline thought, I’m a Hogwarts witch, my life will never be in the slightest bloody bit normal.

She knelt down, trying to see if Andy was even awake. Maybe he fell asleep? A bitter and tight knot appeared in Brookline’s chest, revolving three-sixty degrees and tightening every second. Every second seemed days to her, as she heard no sound from Andy, yet. Although she was scared, she thought she’d heard a word.

“Hey Andy,” Brookline said softly, “You - you haven’t hit the sack... hav-have you?” Meaning to joke, she realized her mistake, and chuckled sickly. A black swirling pile of dread weighed in her belly, as she realized Andy could of gone delirious and insane and everything and loose control and loose consciousness. Just to be sure, Brookline tapped Andy’s shoulder sharply before chewing her fingernails once again. She laid the bandage in the boy’s lap, before sitting on the ground as well, awaiting an non-delirious answer out of a injured Andy.

She was being real stupid right, because Andy is fine, right?

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Reducio

Finally Brookline managed to get the bandage and at this moment, that bandage was more important to Andy than anything in the world right now. Andy at this point was shivering in both pain, and coldness. Oh... thanks thanks thanks thanks so much! Andy said as he slammed the bandage on his wound, making the blood flow stop but the pain didn't though it did seem to weaken. Thanks so much Brookline! Andy said as he came over to hug her, since that one bandage, and the bravery of Brookline might of saved Andy from a long trip to the Hospital wing. Well... I am probably not swimming anywhere near that part of the lake EVER again. Andy laughed at his joke. Andy laid down on the grass as he observed the star filled clear sky. Want to look at the stars? I always looked at them back home in Perth. Andy observed more and looked at the little white dots in the sky. The sky was amazing today, Andys' eyes where reflecting with the little stars and all Andy could think about at this moment is the Hospital wing-saving moment from Brookline, and the night sky.Brookline, your a good friend you know. That was all Andy had to say before he started to doze off.

november

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great lake

_{sometimes you can break rules |@Andy Loggins}

_{english | welsh}

Brookline breathed a sigh of contained relief when Andy slapped the bandage on his wound. “You’re welcome, it was nothing.” Just a cold dark walk through the castle where I could have been caught!! But she shook this thought away as she sat down on the damp grass, for once not caring about her clothes getting grass-stained. She was tired and exhausted. You could see the fatigue in her voice and in her body language.

Then the boy stood up from his spot, his footsteps a pounding drum; her breathing hitched, Brookline fiddled with her fingers. Andy suddenly closed the distance between them to give the Welsh girl a friendly hug. She let out the breath she didn’t even know she was holding. She wrapped her arm around Andy’s shoulder to return the embrace, her plaid jacket sleeve cold in the wind. Andy then joked about the lake, and Brookline put up a embarrassed-looking smile, patting Andy’s shoulder, “It’s okay, at least you're not bleeding through the floor. Or in this case, grass.”

“Wanna look at the stars?” Andy’s voice cut through the silence shared between the pair. “ I always looked at them back home in Perth.” Brookline nodded softly, putting her head back, lying down at her side, and almost breathlessly, she spoke “I love the stars. I don’t how I’d live without ‘em if they weren’t here.” She gazed up at the sky, a big black blueish painting with flaming white-hot stars dotting the painting. She almost closed her eyes, to take a mental-shot of the sky when Andy spoke up again.

“Brookline, you’re a good friend, you know?”

Brookline blushed, heat flashing quickly in her cheeks. It felt good, if she was honest. Frost bit her cheeks, and the flame warmed them up again. “Hehe, thanks, Andy. You’re a wonderful friend, did you know?” But Andy dozed off, and didn’t to hear what Brookline had to say. She huffed but didn’t blame him. She was tired too and wasn’t going to awaken the poor boy unless she had too. Soon, she fell asleep too, her hair tangling in the dirt and moss below her, and finding out her own dreams were tangled as well, she curled up into a ball, the night air griping colder with every second.

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Reducio

As Andy doze off, he had weird dreams. He had dreams of him failing potions, he had a dream of him drowning in pumpkin juice, and he had a dream that Brookline fell asleep too, which she actually did. The sleep felt more like a minute than hours, and it was already morning when Andy opened his eyes because of the day light shining in his eyes. He rubbed his right eye and lifted up his shirt to make sure that the lake incedent was a dream or not, and obviously, it was not. The bandage was still there on the wound. He looked at sleepy Brookline and poked her gently to wake her up. Hey, Brookline, wake up. It's morning already. Said Andy still proscessing every thought that his brain thought of. Brookline woke up and sat on the grass. Let's go back to the castle, shall we? Better be fast before we get caught. Said the boy. He helped the girl up to her feet and began jogging in a quick manner towards the grounds of the castle towards the common room to get ready for breakfast. Come on, Brookline, do you want to make it into the castle, or freeze to death here? Let's go. He said softly. Or... we might as well take another swim... in another part of the lake, of course, I don't want another wound. Said Andy jumping in the lake the last time this morning. This time he didn't dive, just in case if there where going to be any rocks at the bottom of the floor. After about 5 minutes of Brookline and Andy swimming, it was time to really go if they don't want to be late for class.

november

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great lake

_{sometimes you can break rules |@Andy Loggins}

_{english | welsh}

Brookline looked right as her hair curled in the steady breeze. The meadow smelled wonderful, and she took a sharp breath in, noting the sheer scent of beautiful jasmine and dark raspberries. She could feel the sun’s blissful kisses on her pink cheeks, her grin only growing bigger by the second. The Welsh Ravenclaw could have stayed there forever if she could have. It was paradise. A dream. Yes, that’s it! Just a dream. A glorious one, that is.

That’s when it all went wrong.

The sun literally disappeared, and the pelting rain started. Brookline whimpered, her grin fading, her fear only rising. A huge shadow approached her, and it’s canines glinted murderously in the moonlight. When someone poked her, she gasped, taking her straight out of her dream, and sat upright, breathing heavily. “What the hell!”

Then Brookline got a closer look at what she thought was the shadow. “Ahh..It’s just you... Andy. Thank God.” Andy had helped her up, he had started using his feet to run towards the castle. Brookline stayed put, rubbing her eyes full of sleep. She was about to take a step forward when Andy turned back around to call to her, “Do you want to make it into the castle, or freeze to death here? Let's go.”

Brookline nodded, swiftly, “Yes. Please.” But, clearly, her request wasn’t heard because Andy pounced right into the Great Lake. Brookline let out a audible groan, but slowly came to the water. She glanced down at her shoes and shrugged. Pulling socks and shoes off, she ran through the shallow water, giggling as she splashed lake water towards Andy. She tried to splash him again, but she almost fell in the waters, the bottom of her Jeans slightly getting wet. She backed up, her voice gasping.

The Ravenclaw pulled her jacket tighter around her waist, her blue irises brightening. She had forgotten how fun it used to be with Andy, and forgot all the loud mistrust she had with the Ravenclaw boy. She laughed merrily as she waded through the shore, the water nipping at her ankles.

“Alright. Perhaps we should go.” Brookline nodded towards the swimming boy in the lake, “We don’t wanna be late to class!” She laughed, and brought herself on the bank where she left her shoes and socks. She struggled to twist her pair of socks on her wet feet and ankles. Once she got then pulled on, she moved to grab her shoes.

When Andy would had gotten out of the lake, and she would turn to him. “Hey, Andy. I’ll see you later?” Brookline laughed, her eyes flashing with warmth. Giving Andy a wave and a cheeky smile, she added, “Hope you don’t get caught!”

Brookline smiled, and turned around, skipping off towards Hogwarts, her true home.

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