Closed Friends? Maybe part two | PV Hannah Blossom

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Hannah ran and ran like her life depended on it, she didn't know if they were racing or not, but it seemed like it. She had an advantage, and she didn't even look back.

When she got to the lake she finally looked back. Beatrice was only a few meters behind her. She started laughing, and that made Hannah laugh too. They both smiled.

"Yeah, we should definitely do this more often!" Hannah threw herself to the ground. She didn't care if she got her clothes dirty or wet the most important was that she was happy with a new friend, well she didn't know if Beatrice considered her a "friend", but the girl did. Not a best friend, nor an acquaintance, you could say friends, but if anyone asked Hannah wouldn't know what to say.

Her arm started to itch and she wanted to ignore it, but it itched too much. She started to itch it, but only for a second.

"So, Beatrice, do you like to read, if so, what's your favorite book?" she spoke looking at the dark haired witch.

She reminded Hannah of her mother. The eyes. Blue eyes, like her mother's eyes. Hannah's eyes were blue too, but her eyes were sky blue, and Beatrice's eyes were ocean blue.

Ocean blue.

This didn't seem like a big deal to many, but Hannah's boggart said otherwise. Her family drowning. She was terrified of the ocean, really. But enough with that. She was having fun.
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@Hannah Blossom

Hannah agreed with Beatrice. It felt quite weird between them because of their odd start in the abandoned bathroom but Beatrice was warming up to Hannah and she was getting more Comfortable, which was why she had sat down and Hannah did so to. Mere moments ago the girls had laughed but now there was silence for a little. Beatrice didn't think that it was an awkward silence tho. It was quite nice and she almost felt relaxed. She let her head fall back, looking up into the cloudy sky. It was still snowing here and certainly a bit cold. Beatrice wanted to lay down but she didn't, if she did than she would most likely get a mean cold. Nothing a potion couldn't fix but she would definitely rather stay healthy and enjoy the snow.
"So, Beatrice, do you like to read, if so, what's your favorite book?" Hannah's voice ripped Beatrice away from her thoughts about snow and the cold and the Slytherin girl turned her head to the Gryffindor girl. Beatrice did like to read. She loved it actually. She has always loved it and here at Hogwarts it was no different. Sometimes on weekends Beatrice would lay in her bed to whole day and just read. But she couldn't really do that these days since there was other stuff to do, like studying and doing homework. Beatrice currently was a straight O student and she would not let that slip away. »I do like reading. Love it actually.« Beatrice answered with a slight smile. »I can't choose a favorite right now, there are a lot of amazing books. I really enjoy reading mystery and action right now tho. Sherlock Holmes is great for that, it's a muggle book but still truly great. The muggles have some awesome books.« Beatrice could talk for hours about books buy she decided to spare Hannah this time so she wouldn't immediately scare her off.
»What about you Hannah? What's your favorite book? Or do you not like to read?« Beatrice asked with a teasing smile, one eyebrow raised.

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Silence. They had were not laughing anymore. It seemed a little awkward at first but then, she felt a little... relaxed? Yes. Hannah managed to even close her eyes for a little bit.

Then, Beatrice told her she liked to read too. It was exciting to find someone to discuss the books they had read. And Hannah, who still had her eyes closed said "Yes, I've read only three of the Sherlock Holmes books, because, after that, I didn't enjoy the fourth book." She then opened her eyes and looked at the clouds. She could smell the snow and it was... refreshing. Winter was one of Hannah's favorite seasons even though she was born in the middle of Summer, she liked sports, the clothing and... everything about it.

"I love reading, and I can't really chose a favorite book now, but I do like the books I read as a child, don't you?" "My current favorite is a book called 'Strange the dreamer' it's a muggle book and it's so good. I can't even explain it. The writing is just... Muggle books are the best aren't they?" she said with a grin.

The girl sat straight up, and looked down at Beatrice who was still laid down and asked something very import "Friends?"
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@Hannah Blossom

There were no walls and no ceilings just the bare, cold air hitting Beatrice in the face as she listened to Hannah. Her head lulled back as she watched the snow fall. Some of the snow flakes got trapped in her hair and others fell on her cheeks and melted there. You can run. You can run if you want to. Beatrice hadn't run in ages and she had just realized that now. A memory of little Bea running up the grand stairs of the Dupont Manor flashed through her mind, mirroring in her eyes. And as Hannah had apparently also stopped talking, Beatrice felt the wind pick up and blow against her body with all it's force. It was a peaceful moment. Enjoyable even. Beatrice's eyes fell o Hannah. When they had met, just about half an hour ago, Beatrice had almost thought she wouldn't like this girl. Yet, she was thinking about a possible friendship in that moment. When Hannah started talking about Muggle books, Beatrice sat up straight. In all truth, she had not read a lot of muggle books yet, being the Pureblood she was. »Actually, I haven't read a whole lot of Muggle books yet Hannah.« Beatrice said with a small smile. »But sure they are quite good, at least the ones I have read so far!« she told her. »Books from the Wizarding World are also quite lovely, I can make you a list of some that you can read if you would like?« she asked. And then Hannah sat up straight. The word that left her lips surprised Beatrice at first but then she extended her hand to Hannah with a large smile. »Of course.« and with that, she stood up and if Hannah wanted to, Beatrice would pull her up with her. »I think we should get inside and out of the snow, it is getting a little cold, don't you think?«

With that, Beatrice leaves the thread