A stroll in the grounds PV Nova Astron

Edith strolled near the lake on this quiet, calm morning. Few people were here apart from here and her rat, Lopsie, and Edith felt peaceful. As if nothing could go wrong today, and as if on this this day, Edith was the luckiest person on Earth.

This was partially true, of course. Not many people had infinite supply of fresh air, or two legs, or two eyes or two ears. Very little people had a rat.
Edith had grown to appreciate that she could smell, hear, see, feel and walk. In her life she had met many people who missed out on these sort of things.

Once when her foster mother took her shopping, she chose the stairs over the lift.
"Who wants to stand when they can walk?" she said, and her foster mother eyed her, and left for the lift.

Edith breathed in deeply, the salty air near the river, felt the warm sunshine on her back, and was glad for an opportunity like this, when for over a week she and her rat had been stuck in a stuffy, noisy and crowded common room because of the endless rain outside.

At least the weather had cleared up, Edith thought, looking at the milky white clouds shining above her. She reached automatically for her right shoulder to stroke her rat, before she realized it was... gone.
"Lopsie?" she shouted, and immediately the feeling of peace, happiness and calmness drained out of her.

"LOPSIE! Lopsie, darling, where are you?" she called, but heard no answer. A droplet fell on her cheek, and at first Edith thought that she had started crying without noticing it, but then another and another fell. She looked up at the sky, as small, fat raindrops fell sparsely around, mimicking Edith's sunken feelings on the inside.

A bunch of Gryffindors nearby shouted at the rain, collecting their picnic and running back to the warmth inside, but Edith stayed.
She knew that she would feel cold even in boiling heat without Lopsie.
"Lopsie?" she asked gently, but heard no sound other than crunching footsteps and the gentle drip of the rain.