A Journey Of Lost And Found Closed

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Linda felt so sad. She lost her sketchbook. It happened second time although this time she left another sketchbook. This one was with watercolor paintings. Well, luckily she put her name and Gryffindor emblem on all of her things, so perhaps someone would find it and return. In this sketchbook emblem was made in watercolor. She was making emblems in the same material as she used inside certain sketchbook. It was making it easier to find necessary one quickly enough. This day she just went out to sit outside. She was sure she left it somewhere here, but couldn't find it. After some time of searching she decided to just sit down under the oak tree. It was easy to notice her here. She was looking at the sky and a bit of sun was coming to her. Now her hair were shining and probably even looking more light than usual. After some time she heard a girl's voice talking to her. "Yes. I'm Linda. What's your name?" Linda looked at the girl's hands and saw her sketchbook. "Oh you found it. Thank you so much, I was afraid I won't see it anymore. Usually I don't lose anything, but lately I've been having a lot." Linda was so relived and happy. Putting her name and emblem of house was a great idea. "Thank you. What do you like to do?" Linda smiled as the girl seemed to like her drawings. She didn't mind her looking at it nor she cared about any details where she found it. It was enough that she decided to spend her time searching for her after finding this sketchbook.

Interaction with @Delilah Chapman

Linda seemed relieved and happy to find her sketchbook and Delilah asked herself how a mere sketchbook can be so important.

"My name is Delilah Chapman." said the little girl after Linda asked her. I like reading science fiction books and sleeping on the couch beside the fire." Delilah felt a bit embarrassed at her lack of interests. Was she boring ? she asked herself but then shrugged the thought away. She didn't care if she was boring at least she enjoys herself, most of the time. Linda smiled at her, a warm gentle smile that carried a sense of gratefulness.

Delilah curled her toes, feeling the cold and wet grass tickling her bare knees. She was wearing brown cargo shorts and a black t-shirt with a drawing of an alien saying "earth invasion".

There was a gentle wind that blew Delilah's hair over her face. And as the wind intensified, Linda's sketches were swept from her grasp spreading in the sky. They danced and twirled in the air, becoming small, fluttering leaves in the wind's powerful symphony. Delilah got up immediately and spread her arms trying to catch them but they were far away from her reach.

She knew the feeling of loosing something precious, something that you cherished, so she turned her head vigorously towards Linda, ready to work her empathy and sympathise with her even if her empathy levels are low. Delilah smiled at her awkwardly.

Hearing someone call her a good person was actually shocking to Delilah. She strongly believed she wasn't a good person, as in she isn't going to get into a fight to save a friend or to risk her own life for someone else. She was very unfriendly in the morning when she wakes up early and she slept through her classes. Those weren't the behaviours of a good person but she's starting to doubt it. Maybe the sorting hat wasn't wrong about her after all. Maybe she had a bit of chivalry in her.

"Let's do that" she said with a smile after Linda suggested to move to somewhere else.


She rose to her feet, her knees shaking a bit and her lips taking a bluish tone. It was starting to freeze in here.

She pulled her robe tightly around her and tried to pull her brown cargo shorts down a bit to cover her bare knees.

[color=#a15d5]"We can go to the small hall if you wa..." [/color]

And before she could end her sentence. Water dripped along her forehead and her neck and rain started pouring.

Covering her head with her arms, she started running towards the castle giggling loudly and throwing glances at Linda. Laughing as the rain wetted them both.