Post by Ashley Lovegood on Aug 14, 2007 2:39:52 GMT -5
What was this fourth year doing up in the early hours of the morning you ask? Well, she did not know the answer to that herself. She had almost no recollection of how she had ended up on the top floor of the Dallin Tower. All she knew was that she now found herself sitting on the wooden floor, gazing out of the glass that made up the walls. Her misty blue eyes were distant, dull. They were absent of there usual glow but that was not the only thing that was absent. The girls smile had seemed to have vanished along with any feeling in her body. She felt cold and numb. The numbness had spread through her blood system, disabling any emotions that should be flaring inside of her.
She made an attempt to think back to how she had gotten to this place. This place that she had not ventured to in what seemed like forever. Her mind began to whirl as she sped back in time recalling the events that had just passed. She had been sitting comfortably in her four poster, the sheets still made from the day before hand. She say perched upon them, gazing out of the near by window. The sky had been covered in a blanket of darkness, making it impossible to see out into the grounds. Little specks dotted the night sky accompanied by a full moon. Even with this sphere of light, her eyes were unable to identify anything in the grounds below. She sighed and fell back onto the softness of her pillows.
The anticipation was going to kill her. She needed to know, and she need to know now. With almost no sleep the previous night, the Hufflepuff was running on anxiety alone. She had expected her small friend, Snowy, to have returned to the castle by now. She had been mistaken. She had waited.... how long had she awaited that letter? Days? Weeks? The time had been slipping through her fingers, dwindling away as she went on with her life. She folded her arms behind her head and stared up at the canopy of the four poster with a frown placed upon her lips.
She could not take it any more. With a sudden movement, she was on her feet, sliding on a pair of shoes she found at random and throwing on a black jacket. She did so quietly, for fearing the awakening of her fellow fourth years. It would not be good if they tried to stop this girl. She could not have been stopped, she was determined to reach her destination. She withdrew from the room and slipped down the stairs into the common room. Once she had finally made it to the halls beyond the Hufflepuff common room, she set off at a brisk pace. She arrived in minutes, proceeding to climb the staircase and into the circular room behind the heavy wooden door.
The owl had been waiting for the girl. She sat there, eyes full of pride, with a letter clenched in her beak. The girls eyes widened as a million different emotions shot through her; Happiness, fear, worry... the list went on. She cautiously took the letter with steady hands and broke the seal which contained the words she wanted to hear, but it was not what she had been waiting for. Never would she had thought that this little owl had made a side trip to the U.S. to Ashley's old home.
Her frame began to vibrate as her eyes flowed back and forth, reading but not soaking in what the words meant. Her hands were no longer steady with hope, but shaking in rage and sadness. She turned suddenly and darted back down the staircase that lead to the Owlery. She ran, not caring if she was too loud, not caring if she was caught. The sun rise was only a few hours away but Ashley had just been plunged into darkness.
"Oh... that's what happened...." She said aloud in a dull and broken voice. The letter was still clutched in her hand. The paper was different now than it had been moments ago. Tear drops had smudged some of the ink, merging a few words together. It had also taken some damage in Ash's clutched hand, making the paper look old and abused. She let the tears fall down her face in silence, not feeling or caring about anything at the moment. She simply sat and gazed out the window, not being able to feel the warmth of the rays that were just beginning to peek over the distant horizon.
She made an attempt to think back to how she had gotten to this place. This place that she had not ventured to in what seemed like forever. Her mind began to whirl as she sped back in time recalling the events that had just passed. She had been sitting comfortably in her four poster, the sheets still made from the day before hand. She say perched upon them, gazing out of the near by window. The sky had been covered in a blanket of darkness, making it impossible to see out into the grounds. Little specks dotted the night sky accompanied by a full moon. Even with this sphere of light, her eyes were unable to identify anything in the grounds below. She sighed and fell back onto the softness of her pillows.
The anticipation was going to kill her. She needed to know, and she need to know now. With almost no sleep the previous night, the Hufflepuff was running on anxiety alone. She had expected her small friend, Snowy, to have returned to the castle by now. She had been mistaken. She had waited.... how long had she awaited that letter? Days? Weeks? The time had been slipping through her fingers, dwindling away as she went on with her life. She folded her arms behind her head and stared up at the canopy of the four poster with a frown placed upon her lips.
She could not take it any more. With a sudden movement, she was on her feet, sliding on a pair of shoes she found at random and throwing on a black jacket. She did so quietly, for fearing the awakening of her fellow fourth years. It would not be good if they tried to stop this girl. She could not have been stopped, she was determined to reach her destination. She withdrew from the room and slipped down the stairs into the common room. Once she had finally made it to the halls beyond the Hufflepuff common room, she set off at a brisk pace. She arrived in minutes, proceeding to climb the staircase and into the circular room behind the heavy wooden door.
The owl had been waiting for the girl. She sat there, eyes full of pride, with a letter clenched in her beak. The girls eyes widened as a million different emotions shot through her; Happiness, fear, worry... the list went on. She cautiously took the letter with steady hands and broke the seal which contained the words she wanted to hear, but it was not what she had been waiting for. Never would she had thought that this little owl had made a side trip to the U.S. to Ashley's old home.
Her frame began to vibrate as her eyes flowed back and forth, reading but not soaking in what the words meant. Her hands were no longer steady with hope, but shaking in rage and sadness. She turned suddenly and darted back down the staircase that lead to the Owlery. She ran, not caring if she was too loud, not caring if she was caught. The sun rise was only a few hours away but Ashley had just been plunged into darkness.
"Oh... that's what happened...." She said aloud in a dull and broken voice. The letter was still clutched in her hand. The paper was different now than it had been moments ago. Tear drops had smudged some of the ink, merging a few words together. It had also taken some damage in Ash's clutched hand, making the paper look old and abused. She let the tears fall down her face in silence, not feeling or caring about anything at the moment. She simply sat and gazed out the window, not being able to feel the warmth of the rays that were just beginning to peek over the distant horizon.