Against the Waves PV Closed

OOC: sorry for the late response!

The sun shone through the thick branches, dotting her face with dozens of golden specks just as Charlotte opened her eyes and covered her face with a delicate hand. The trunk of the tree was starting to feel rather uncomfortable, a sharp pain starting to make its way along her back and up to her neck. In front of her was the Great Lake, but most importantly, many, many students. Just as she had expected before heading outside, everyone would be outside enjoying the delicious warmth of the summer sun as fresh water ran down their hair, occasionally diving in the murky waters. To be perfectly honest, the lake was pretty enticing. Looking around, she squinted to see if she, by chance, knew anybody amongst the busy and loud crowd of students but much to her disappointement, no familiar faces seemed to stand out. Rather reluctantly, she stood up and let her towel slip to the floor as she pulled her hair tie out, feeling her hair brush her shoulders.

The ground felt hot beneath her bear feet and Charlotte couldn't wait to finally feel the cool water on her toes, up her ankles and all the way to her shoulders. She put her left feet in the water and winced, surprised by the unexpected coldness of the water. Biting her lip, she walked deeper and deeper until the water was hugging her waist gracefully, not knowing if the best thing to do was head back to the tree, or continue her way painfully until her shoulder would feel the same coldness her legs were experiencing at this very moment. Before overthinking, she closed her eyes shut, held her breath and dived head first into the greenish water.

For a few seconds, all she wanted to do was scream. Her body was almost paralised from the sudden iciness that took hold of it, feeling her limbs going almost numb. She hit the floor and shot herself back up, a wide smile on her face as she sighed in relief. It truly felt good to be in the water once again. Very few students, surprisingly were at her level, most of them staying towards the edge of the lake as they chatted cheerfully, occasionally splashing each other. Charlotte had always found the water deceiving. No matter how impatient she was to jump into a body of water, it always felt as if it didn't quite meet her expectations and got bored rather quickly. But, the first few moments were the best, and she intended on tiring herself a little before heading back to her reading spot.

Taking a deep breath in, she put her hands in front of her and dived head first in the shining water. Gently, she opened her eyes and saw nothing but a pure green void. It was a little terrifying, when she came to think about it. She couldn't even see the tips of her fingers, let alone the rocks on the bottom of the lake. It didn't help either when her mind strayed towards unsetteling thoughts, such as imagining all sorts of creatures swimmig past her, who knows, maybe she would face a mermaid. Feeling her heart beat faster, she broke the smooth surface of the water once more trying to forget about merpeople and all sorts of poisounous plants and fishes. After all, she was here to have fun, wasn't she?

Not to far away from her, a girl jump into the water, splashing all her surroundings. Charlotte couldn't imagine doing that in the lake, what if a rock was just waiting in the exact spot you intended to jump? Bringing her attention back onto the lake and enjoying the time she spent here, she dived once more but making sure her eyes were closed shut, she lungs full of pure air. Feeling the water brush against her face, imaging herself in clear water, was truly amazing. When she got back up, she felt water hit her face just a few second after she had wiped the water off her face. Blinking rapidly to get the water out of her eyes, she looked around, curious to know who was splashing water at her.

For a moment, she tried to look at the girl who had just sent a surprisingly big amount of water onto her. The more she looked at her, the harder it was for her to remember her name. Did she know her name? Had they ever talked? Not that she could remember. A confused expression on her face, a shy smile on her lips, she looked at the girl.

'I'm sorry, but do I know you?'
she questioned.

Charlotte may seem pretty boring, and she was aware of it. Maybe she should've simply splashed the girl herself, perhaps was it an odd way to start a conversation?Still trying to figure out if she knew the girl, she wiped the water off her face one last time before brushing her fingers through her soaking wet hair.

Charlotte's thoughts raced as she tried to comprehend the current situation. The girl in front of her seemed fairly angry, spalashing water at her, quite an odd look in her eyes. She felt confused and enraged at the girl that clearly mistook her for someone she knew, or was it something else? Not entirely sure, Charlotte continued to stare at the girl with a concerned expression, swimming farther from her, wondering if another wave of water was going to drench her once again. The more she tried, the more her mind seemed to go blank, not having a clue who this vengeful girl was, nor why she seemed to hate Charlotte with such passion.

In moments like this, a few options presented themselves to Charlotte, whichever she wanted to choose, she needed to choose soon enough or she was pretty sure she would end up drowned by the unstoppable girl. Talking didn't seem very useful here: each time she opened her mouth, she feared the girl would simply answer with another one of those splashes of water, and she wouldn't believe a word she would say nor would she listen. She could simply swim away, towards the shore where she could try and explain herself to the girl. But explain what exactly? She could simply dive underwater and enjoy the surnatural silence that seemed to fill the cold waters of the Great Lake, keep her head underwater, her eyes closed shut, staying as still as possible and enjoy the feeling of letting go, the fresh waves of water brushing against her. No, that would be very odd, and just imaging the girl's reaction sufficed to convince Charlotte to go for her last option: wait.

She wasn't particularly patient, but she knew just waiting a little for things to cool downn take a step back would all be for the better in a situation like this. Who was she kidding? She might a very sweet and forgiving person, the girl's attitude simply angered her even more. Calming down would be very, very unlikely.

"No. You don't. Really? Summer prank or something? That wasn't funny."
she said, a tone of anger in her raspy voice.

'Wh- What are you playing at? What was that for? I - I'm confused'
she said, unable to control the tone of the voice.

Angrily, she wiped the water off her face and hair and contemplated the girl for a moment. Wasn't she the Quidditch Captain? Why was she being so childish and petulant for? Looking at her again, Charlotte put her hands in front of her and pushed against the water, feeling the pressure against her skin. The water bended and splashed onto the girl with beautiful wave. She felt furious, and knew her skin was glowing, her eyes intensily staring at the third year. If only she had been a full-blooded Veela, she would have transformed into a bird-like creature, scaring the girl off in jsut a few seconds-time. She remembered her Grand-mother, only a few months ago, spotting a young boy trespassing in their garden during the middle of the day. The expression on her face was indisciptible, her skin glistening, her eyes turning into the purest blue Charlotte had ever seen. In this very moment, she had felt so incredibly terrified of her own grand-mother, and yet the only thing that could happen right now were a bright skin, bright eyes and a slight invisible wind blowing through her hair.

'Can we please talk this out?'
she said as she felt tears coming to her eyes.

Someone seeming randomly attacking you would make you feel extremely bad and confused, right?