The Scars That Define PV Closed

The grounds on October were muddy and made it a feat to walk across from the quidditch pitch to the Scottish castle. The skies glowed a warm vibrant orange hue as the sun began to sink into the horizon. Dinner in the great hall would have already commenced. One thing Aurelia has learnt throughout her two years in Hogwarts was to arrive at the table relatively early as if it were any later, the good food would more or less be non-existent.

Brown splotches of mud began to cover the bottom section of her shoes to her dismay. She would have to clean her shoes later on in the Gryffindor dormitory. Shoe cleaning was not much of a difficult task assuming she could simply cast a spell and get it over it but the pureblood has better things to do like the piles of assignment due in less than a week. However half way through the grounds, Aurelia noticed a faint silhouette of a shorter and probably younger student standing alone by the waters which pique her curiosity. There wasn’t much of a reason to why Aurelia chose to approach this girl rather than minding her own business and continue her journey to the great hall. It was uncommon to find one by lake alone and perhaps she was merely curious on what this girl was up to. Back in her first year, Aurelia was quite impulsive and had many escapades in these waters. Of course, the thirteen year old matured through the years but who knew what this younger student was planning on doing. “Are you enjoying the view or do you intend to go for a swim?” She states her presence with a question. “Dinner in the great hall should have commenced, just so you knew.”