Mending the Soul PV Felicity Greenwich Finished

Crap!

The dreaded question had finally hit. What did she like to do? Bloom had no idea. She was eleven years old without a chosen hobby. Is that even normal? Do people have hobbies by now? She tried to think of something that made her stand out -- perhaps then there would be a club for it. Her heart pounding, trying to come up with an answer right away blurted out something she did like doing so far at Hogwarts.

"Adventures?" she stated with a bit of a question towards herself. What if there was a club of just adventures? Would one even exist?

"What would you choose?" she asked, wanting the question to be turned to her instead. She didn't want to decide for them both, but rather wanted Felicity to do it instead. Maybe she had a better idea of what club to join.

Bloom's heart jumped when she mentioned that she met Reid. She began to describe him as nice and Bloom's mind began to melt with more details. And funny, and sweet, and caring... But she snapped out of it immediately. She needed to get out of his mindset, fast. She didn't want to feel like what she felt last night and earlier in the morning.

"I asked for time away from each other. If you think it is wise to speak to him, maybe I should?" she questioned, making sure that was exactly what she said. She wasn't sure if she just picked out words she wanted to hear from Felicity. Instantly, Bloom blushed. She tried to smile at Felicity, but her blushing was tensing her cheek bones, defining them, "thanks," she said, looking away for a split second and then back at her.

Perhaps she was amazing to be able to handle the situation as well as she did. In a way, she was out and about. She remembered her sister going through something like this a long time ago. She stayed in her room for ages over the summer when she finally told the boy she liked that she liked him at the end of the academy year. Bloom couldn't understand at the time and even now she couldn't even comprehend how someone could wait a whole year to tell someone! Bloom let the Hufflepuff know within a few days of knowing him.

"I know we just met, but thanks for being a great friend," she added, giving Felicity a compliment that she truly deserved. She was helping her build a mindset that was healthy. And she appreciated that wholeheartedly.

 A grin came across her face as the brunette Ravenclaw suggested an Adventures Club. She wasn't sure if one currently existed, but she was sure that it wouldn't be much trouble to put one together. It seemed like a spectacular idea! Felicity, herself, indulged in adventure genre novels, and she always wanted to end up in one, herself. She couldn't help but think that, perhaps, she was just cut out for an adventure of some sort. The excitement that bubbled in the pit of her stomach also agreed with her.

 "Adventure Club? Sounds like the best kind!" She exclaimed, clapping her hands together once. Oops - am I being too excited again? She asked herself, in her mind. She dropped her hands, nervously laughing about her actions, waving off Bloom's thanks as though the compliment that Felicity gave her was no big deal, "Aren't compliments what friends are for?" She joked, attempting to wink. Truth is, when Felicity ''winked'', she kind of scrunched her whole face up at the same time, so it looked like a more than awkward attempt. Oh, lord, would she ever be able to woo someone other than herself with such a wink?

 The blonde could have sworn that her skin, from her neck up, turned red at the other Ravenclaw mentioning that she was a great friend. Felicity didn't personally think that she had done much, all she did was make her tears stop falling, and to feel somewhat better. She cleared her throat slightly as she dabbed her face with the sleeve of her robes, thinking that it would make her blush disappear, before responding, "Thank you."

 "But I do think that you should talk with Reid, he's probably as understanding as I am!" She encouraged, slightly nudging the girl next to her with her shoulder. She made a silent pact to herself then - that she was going to do just about anything to make sure that Bloom was happy. It could have been the fact that the blonde found her too kind to be hurting, or that it was a deeper, more meaningful feeling, as though they were meant to be friends. Perhaps the day's events had been leading up to this moment with Bloom. 

 She pondered for a moment - should she tell Bloom how she and Reid met? Surely, it would make her think that she would be able to approach him easier, right? But how was she supposed to explain her sort of vision, that she hasn't even quite yet confirmed herself? Well, she wouldn't. That's how.

 "You know, he's very kind. I passed out randomly earlier, and he found me, and covered me up with his robe, also folding up his cardigan and using it as a sort of comfort for my head. If you can't talk to someone like that without causing drama, then it's definitely worth it to try anyways." She laughed, not making much sense to herself, but hopefully she was able to make sense to Bloom.

It seemed that they both agreed to an Adventure Club, however, Bloom didn't even know if it existed? Would they have to make up the club together? Would Bloom have enough time for that? She felt as though it did seem like a good idea to pursue, especially with her new friend. How many people would join in on their fun? Would Reid?

Nodding, Bloom agreed. She should talk to Reid. She had to talk to him. She wondered when and realized that she did have a study group with him and Dymphna that they planned two days ago when they were out swimming in the lake. The study group took place on Saturday at one o'clock. That was when Bloom would next see him. Perhaps they could talk things out and start fresh. Or, it can turn for the worst and they would stay awkward with each other. Bloom wanted to invite Felicity to her study group that she okayed to be a part of because Reid was in it, but it wasn't her study group to add people to. Therefore, she kept the information quiet.

The nudge from the Ravenclaw was so friendly. As odd as it may sound, it was actually a touch from a human being. She had felt so alone and to herself lately, that little reminders such as this one made her come back to reality and realize that she is not alone.

Bloom listened intently on her story, her jaw dropped and her mouth was open. "What?!" Bloom was in shock. "Are you okay? Did you at least go to the Hospital Wing? That's major to just pass out like that, Felicity!" She said, worried for her new friend. Reid in the story was heartwarming. He was such a caring person and her heart began to flutter once more for him. Stop it... He doesn't like you. Stop liking him, yelled Bloom to herself. She needed to train herself to get over him. It was never going to be. Nonetheless, she was happy that Felicity had met him and that Reid had taken care of her.

 Oh, man.

 Now, Felicity would have to explain why she hadn't gone to the hospital wing - and about what actually happened while she was out. She still wasn't completely sure as to what exactly happened, but she knew that it was something. She uneasily smiled at Bloom, shrugging her question off, "Well, I had no concussion - I think - and I don't think I was bleeding, either. Oh, and there wasn't really a real reason as to why I passed out. At least, I don't think so.." She trailed off, pursing her lips and narrowing her eyes, debating on if she should let her in on the vision.

 Well, Reid knew, and we aren't hardly as close as Bloom and I. So why shouldn't Bloom know? She thought to herself, her face relaxing as she let out a sigh, leaning closer to her, "Look," She started, looking around them to see if anyone was lingering, able to listen in on their conversation. Luckily, there was no one, so Felicity was able to continue, "I had a really real-feeling dream when I blacked out.." She leaned back, running her fingers through the ends of her hair repeatedly as she recounted the vision.

 "I was in front of a mirror, which was quite old-looking. Well, everything in this school looks old, but that isn't the point. It was covered by a piece of fabric, and when I pulled it off, I was looking at, well, myself. But it wasn't me now, you know? I was older.. And I had on Ministry clothing. I had a piece of parchment with a new spell on it," She grinned over at Bloom, her true goals in life rising to the surface through that, "And when I dropped the piece of fabric, I woke up. Fifteen minutes later. It was so short, it felt like a mere three seconds!"

 She would have to go through the library sooner or later, and find a book or two that could possibly explain this dream. Perhaps it was a Divination thing - which was definitely a class that the blonde was excited for. She always liked it, and from her dad's explanation of it, the professors were amazing. His was Professor Trelawney - which was ironically the dorm that she was placed in, as well! Snapping out of her thoughts, she looked back up at Bloom, noticing her gaze had gone to the darkening sky and surfacing stars.

 "I know, I sounds crazy, but I think it could mean something. Why would I be dreaming about being a Spell Crafter, when I wish to be an Auror?" She asked, raising an eyebrow at the girl whom was now keeping her company. She wouldn't blame Bloom if she claimed that Felicity was as crazy as Merlin. She would think so, too.

Bloom looked at Felicity questioningly. Typically when someone passes out and falls to the ground, there is a sense of concussion, but even so, the point to go is to find out what was wrong in the first place. Is she hiding something? Bloom was wondering if she had let out a bit too much to her. She had completely opened up to her about Reid and here she speaks about passing out and couldn't bear to tell her about why.

Quizically looking at her new friend, she could tell that she, too, was thinking. It wasn't until Felicity's face fell relaxed that she began to open up about the situation. A real-feeling dream? She had never heard of such a thing. Did this sort of thing happen to other people? Did it really happen to Felicity? Bloom wondered if she was hiding anything, but then, she started to tell her story.

"Wait, so let me get this right. You had a vision? Do you get them all the time?" she asked, wanting to know more about her friend. In a way, it was kind of exciting. She could tell that her friend was not lying the way she was telling her story. "What kind of spell would you have created, do you think?" she asked. "Spellcrafters are intense...," she added.

 Felicity uneasily looked at her new friend. She felt like she could tell her about anything, despite the thought of having such an odd thing happen to her caused her to become restless. She probably wouldn't get any sleep on this upcoming night. It would be hard to fall asleep with so much unknown. She sighed a little bit as the brunette asked her if these sort of dreams happen often, and she shrugged her shoulders.

 "I'm not sure if it's even a vision. This is the first one I've had. Have you ever heard anything like it?" She asked, obviously wanting to get more information on what it could be. What if she was just going insane? Surely, she could end up like Bellatrix LeStrange, one of the craziest Death Eaters in history. She would never want to become like her. Felicity was too much of a good person to do so.

 She tilted her head slightly, humming, getting a little lost in thought before bringing herself back out of her mind, "Maybe it would be a spell to make wizards fly - without broomsticks. Wouldn't that be cool?!" She suggested, a big grin on her face, "Though I didn't get to see what the spell was, or what the words were, even. All the parchment said was 'Congratulations, Miss Greenwich, on your creation of a new spell!'" She lowered her voice when she was imitating what was written on the parchment. She was such a nerd, really.

 "But I doubt it would happen! I never want to be a Spellcrafter. It's such a risky job, I don't know if I'd like to lose my life for it!" She explained, making her opposition to the idea clear. She was only fit to be an Auror, alongside Ryan, and that much was true. She could see that future becoming reality. Her being a Spellcrafter? Not so much.

Bloom shook her head. "No, I've never heard of anything like it. Have you thought about asking a professor? Maybe they have a lot of information about this? Or... If you don't want to tell anyone, to research about it?" she asked. Bloom realized that asking a professor was perhaps not a good idea. Who knows what may happen. A professor may not have an idea of what is happening and speak to other professors which can then get a bit messy. Bloom regretted asking the question, she hoped that Felicity knows that she could trust her with the information.

Smiling at her idea about flying without broomsticks, Bloom began to drive into her overactive imagination. "I bet you would make a spell that would help humanity at its fullest. Like a spell that would protect an entire species from endangerment or extinction. Or maybe you would create a spell that would help with curing mental illness!" She said, thinking of things that were serious in the world. "I mean, I think you have what it takes!" she added.

Bloom wondered why she was so keen on being an Auror? If a dream told her that she was to be a successful spellcaster, then why ignore it? "Why do you want to be an Auror?" she asked, wanting to understand the background of her career dream.

As the sun finally finished setting, Felicity smiled at Bloom. It was just now entering dusk, then - or otherwise, twilight - and the other Ravenclaw had properly guessed right when it came to researching about her possible privilege. "The researching tidbit is the only piece I was thinking of.. The only professor I could think of going to is Divination, or History of Magic, but I don't have the time to find them. You know?" She asked, taking her stand, finally. She wasn't a big fan of being outside of safe confinements in the nighttime.

 "Would you like to accompany me to the library tomorrow, or something? Perhaps we can convince Reid to come along as well! That would be a great opportunity for you two to speak again." Felicity suggested, a small smile playing on her lips as she offered her hand out to help the girl get up from her seat. "And we could walk to the common room together, too - plan where we should begin looking?" She suggested. Oh, how Ravenclaw of her. She was always so organized. It made her tisk at herself.

 "Though I would stay out here longer, truly, but I get rather.. finicky in the night time and I would much rather head to the common room now rather than later, what about yourself?" She asked, smiling a little bit. She sort of hoped that she would agree to go along with her rather than stay out later - who knew what could happen in the dark of the night? There were plenty of opportunities. 

Bloom blushed when she mentioned about inviting Reid. I got this, she thought to herself. Bloom felt so much better than before. Plus, she was definitely okay with the fact that Felicity was going to be with her the entire time. Perhaps then, she could help with those awkward moments, if they do come up. "Sounds great," she said, smiling at her.

"I'll probably already be there. I have a lot to catch up from these past couple of days," she joked, but she could feel that Felicity understood what she meant. Bloom stretched out her petite legs and got up from the wooden seat. Her bottom felt like it was flattened by gravity. She was happy to have a friend like Felicity. Bloom placed her hand on her hip, her arm in a ring-like shape. She urged Felicity to slide her arm through so that they could walk to their common room together.

What would I have been without her? Would I have been out here longer, sulking? she wondered to herself. It was scary to her that she could have done that. But realistically, she was so much better. Beyond better. She was great. In addition, she was nervous about tomorrow. She had no idea what was about to happen with Reid two days after the Owlery.

"Let's go back to the common room together then if you're not a night person. It's already getting dark," she smiled, and Bloom began to walk away from the Quidditch Pitch and towards Hogwarts.

[BLOOM EXITS QUIDDITCH PITCH]

 "Sounds good," The girl giggled, linking her arm through hers, finding the feeling to be rather comfortable. She had never really had a friend like this - she was kind of the odd one out in her Muggle group of friends. Honestly, she probably wouldn't speak to them again after having a taste of friendship at Hogwarts. She couldn't imagine any feeling that could be better than this.  

 Felicity was grateful that she understood her disliking of the night, and suggested that they go back now as well. It was quite interesting that she came to the Quidditch Pitch alone, but was going back to the Common Room with a new friend. She couldn't fight off the grin that made its home on her face, and the bubbles of happiness in her stomach proved that the day had, in fact, ended on a good note. It would be much more fun tomorrow in the Library now that she had Bloom coming along - and hopefully, Reid as well.

 The two girls walked back together - Felicity's arm still liked through Bloom's. At least something was starting to make sense for the first time in the few days she'd been there. She smiled over at Bloom, and then a yawn escaped her mouth. Sleep was definitely a great option right now. Looks like she would be able to rest after all. The day had been a great deal tiring, after all. 

Done with this thread.