Closed A new friend? Or a New Foe?

I was sitting in the Slytherin common room, reading "Gone With the Wind", being by myself as usual. By the time I finished reading the last page, I looked up and noticed the sun was setting, which meant I had not been outside all day. This, paired with the fact that I had just finished reading "Gone With the Wind" for the third time that day, urged me to take a walk around the Grounds for a little while. I got up and left the common room, and out into the Grounds. It was a peaceful late-afternoon day, with a light breeze that made the tree leaves shuffle ever so slightly. As I walked towards a bench to sit down, I noticed a girl who appeared to be a first-year girl carrying three books in her arms walking right past me. I stepped aside and mumbled, "Sorry." After a few seconds, I turned back to look where the girl was going. I saw her approach a boy who was leaning against one of the castle walls. From what I could see, the girl looked excited, the excitement I presumed was directed at the prospect of talking to the boy. I let out a soft sigh and turned back towards the bench, walking over to it and sitting down. "So much for making a friend today," I thought to myself dejectedly.

Interacted with: @Alana Dibble

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Damn it! We lost! I threw my broom where it needed to be and stormed off, barely pausing to congratulate my teammates. Although one thing came from that, I knew I would NEVER touch a broom again. Well, I would never go that high again! I would barely be off the ground in flying class! I wish we didn’t have that. Not everyone likes flying!

I ran a hand through my wind swept hair, that’s when I realised that the deodorant was gone. I smelt like sweat. Ew. It was awful on my senses! Taking a deep breath, I carried on my journey to the castle. Merlin, so desperately wanted to climb into bed! I was so tired, I don’t think I have the energy to do anything!

My ankle twisted and embarrassingly I fell to the floor. A quick, painful breath came out and I was reminded of falling through the air. Feeling helpless. My heart in my mouth.

I got to the castle in a slight limp, my ankle still aching, and stood at the wall, my eyes shut. Maybe staying out here in the fresh air wasn’t so bad. I heard something and lazily opened my eyes two see to girls a little in the distance. One of them was carrying some books and seemed to be heading my direction and the other seemed a little sad as she walked off to the bench. Hm. The book girl was indeed coming my way and when she got here she looked pretty excited. Merlin.

“Hello! My name is Alana. You were playing Quidditch earlier were you not? I am positive I saw you flying around quickly over there by the pitch! Bloody brilliant really, I could never fly like that. Takes great talent. Especially to control a broom!”

“Ha, yeah. I played alright, we went and lost though!” I said with some sourness in my voice. Okay, maybe I was very bitter! My shots didn’t hit at all! I was useless! Mines well have never played! I was a joke and it wasn’t cool, to make it worse I was fouled! “Thank you though, I guess riding a broom does take skill!” falling off it certainly doesn’t.

“Oh I'm sorry I started to ramble again,” I waved my hand.

“It’s all good, I think I can ramble sometimes,” so much for not wanted to talk to anyone. Oh well, I can cope with this.

“What is your name? If you do not mind me asking?” I shrugged and held my hand out for a handshake.

“Lucian Michael Bauer Mornstern. You may have heard of my family? Or my Grandfather, Adrian Wesley,” I introduced with a smile. I’m so glad I wasn’t stuttering! I looked back over to the bench where @Magdaline Pritchett was sitting. “Should we maybe go over there? She looks a little… dejected? Sad?”

I sighed. What the heck is wrong with me? Why is it so hard for me to talk to other people? These thoughts filled my mind, as I sat on the bench, staring off into the distance. I had not even started classes yet, and I already started feeling homesick. This is the longest I'd ever been away from my sister and mother, and it felt awful. I thought back on all the memories and fun times I'd had with my sis. I felt like I didn't fit in with everyone else at Hogwarts, not even most of the other first years. This was definitely not like me. I was usually happy and not so reserved, even being a shy person. This was definitely homesickness. I quickly pulled out my little pocket diary and began sketching my sister. As I reminisced and continued drawing my sister, I slowly fell deeper and deeper into a state of sadness. I could feel my eyes watering, and then I just started crying softly. I could barely concentrate on my drawing at this point, and then I looked up and saw my sister standing there, more like a vision of her. The vision of my sister spoke, in a voice only I could hear. "Be strong," the vision said to me. "Don't worry about me, just focus on enjoying Hogwarts, I love you Mags.." Then, the vision of my sis faded away.

As I cried softly, I felt a presence behind me. I turned around and saw the girl who had walked past me earlier. She seemed sympathetic towards me, like she truly cared, which was something I had not seen from anybody since I arrived at Hogwarts. The boy she had been talking to earlier stood a couple of feet behind her. Deep down, I felt like these two people were genuinely concerned about my well-being, and for a second, I felt a flash of hope in my heart. Then, I started having doubts, and the hope was gone. I sighed. The girl asked me my name and if I was doing alright. I looked at the girl with tears in my eyes, saying, "I-I'm Magdaline... Pritchett. And no... I am not doing good at all... I miss my sister.." I started crying again. I looked down at my half-done sketch of my sister and cried harder. I was definitely depressed. Despite this, a part of me refused to give up. I knew my sister would want me to move on and enjoy this new adventure. I'd always strived to make my sis proud, and I knew I couldn't let her down now, no matter how hard this journey got. Slowly but surely, my tears began to subside.

Alana smiled sweetly at the duo that was in front of her. The fiery red haired girl clapped her hands happily a broad smile appearing on her face. Alana felt a pang of sadness though she understood missing a sibling. Alana also could not fully understand after all her brother was always away sense he is twenty-one now and Alana was only eleven. Alana stared at the two Slytherin first yeas in front of her calmly a smile edging onto her face. Her sea-foam teal eyes radiated a kindness as her fiery red hair bounced with her sudden movement of excitement.

"Lucian is right?! How about we write letters! You two could write to your siblings and umm I could write to my Mum. I sure miss her. Though She would not want me to be sad. I know how about writing to tell them how Hogwarts is going so far it will be so much fun!"

Alana cheerfully spoke her tone was sweet. Her sea-foam teal eyes sparkled with joy as she held both of her hands together. Her gaze rested onto the duo that was in front of her. The wind gently dancing amongst the trio as if it were agreeing. Alana's fiery red hair seemed to bounce in little waves as she held a large grin on her sun-kissed tone face.