Tears PV Annabelle Wolfe Finished

She shrugged when Annabelle spoke about no one leaving their kid. Her father probably didn’t know she existed, at least that's what her mom said. He was gone before she could tell him. But she wasn’t even sure if that would be the case even if he did know. How could she? Annabelle was right however about one thing for sure, that she could research him more. She even suggested the library, a good place to start for sure. Especially since she knew her father was once a Hogwarts student It was something she knew she had to do eventually, nodding she agreed.

“Yeah, you’re right. The library should have something about him. If it will help at all the Sorting Hat said something about him being a Gryffindor. So I know he must have gone to this school.”She told the girl, becoming more and more hopeful as the minutes past.

She had been to the library countless times, and thought she had an idea where the records were located. She had usually avoided that area, finding it boring, but now it seemed more interesting than ever. She just hoped whatever was in there was something she was ready to hear, although she didn’t even know what to expect. Would it just be a relay of information she already new, or something entirely different? She knew there was only one way to find out, go there.

Annabelle looked slightly embarrassed as she remembered what Lorelai had just said. One of the most awful parts of the situation was that her father may not even know that she exists, and Annabelle had been so eager to offer words of encouragement that she had somehow completely glossed over this point. Thankfully the girl didn't seem too offended. Moreover, she seemed excited about Annabelle's idea! Anna smiled, genuinely grateful that she was able to help. She wanted to head to the library right now.

Yet the moonlight glinting off of the water warned her otherwise. It was getting quite late. The shadows of the forest trees were growing larger, and far more intimidating than they had been before. She looked out across the lake. Why did Hogwarts have to have curfews? Sure, the forests were apparently dangerous (though she had yet to see proof of this). But this place... it was utterly beautiful. How she would love to fall asleep out here every night. She'd rest on the soft grass and stare up at the numerous stars... Unfortunately, that could not be. This school had too many rules.

Annabelle looked up at Lorelai and sighed. She was eager to get on with their journey, but she supposed it would have to wait for the next day. "It must be almost curfew by now... we ought to get back inside before the Prefects find us. We could checkout the Library together if you want! I have a free period after lunch, or we could just go after classes but there might be more people..."

Lorelai looked up, she hadn’t been thinking about curfew, but it was certainly getting close to it. She wasn’t one to really follow the curfew, but she didn’t want to get Annabelle in trouble for staying out too late. The Gryffindor was smart enough to know that not everyone had the same attitude towards the school rules. She had a long day anyway and probably needed some extra rest.

Furthermore, she wasn’t sure if she was ready to look for more information about her father immediately after learning this much. She thought it would be better for her to wait at least a month or two to check out the library. Lorelai didn’t want to scare off Annabelle so she tried to explain the best she could. “I’m not sure I want to go to the library for that so soon. As in this general time period. But if you want to come with me maybe after summer break?”

She was glad to have a partner in this part of her life, as it was a bit much to take in alone. Annabelle acted pretty supportively and understanding, especially considering they hardly knew each other. Lorelai hoped that she would continue to be those things, and possibly even a help in getting a little bit of new information, and even become friends along the way.