Wistful Lullabies [ Alessa ]

[Xiomara Lang]

Xiomara sat upon the bench, he legs bent and her arms wrapped around them. Her chin rested upon her knees as she stared ahead of her. There was nothing really particular on her mind, only the past few days were etched in her mind. The ball, it was lovely, but her feelings for Nathaniel were starting to diminish, and she knew that the best thing to do was to back off, and let Nathaniel be. Her place was already made clear, even silently. But she understood that she was merely his best friend, and she wouldn’t sacrifice or stress that relationship any further.

She was sure that Nathaniel loved her still, as a friend of course. Nathaniel was her best friend and she had put their friendship on a very thin line. She had done exactly the thing she shouldn’t have, revealing impossible emotions, like she had with Christian Rookwood. What was she thinking? Xiomara closed her eyes, sliding her cheek across her knee. Oddly enough, she felt a sense of relief, no longer the feeling of heartache. No, instead she’d just wait to see what would happen and take things as they went.

The more time moved on, the more possibilities opened for Xiomara. She had just received a letter a few days ago, informing her of an overseas internship in Dublin, where she’d be able to audition for a professional quidditch team. But she had until graduation to decide if that was the route for her. As of now, it seemed to be a great option with endless possibilities, besides it wasn’t like she’d never see Nathaniel or Alex or any of her other friends again. She’d always have the floo network. :]

Sighing, Xiomara looked down at the white, sleeveless shirt she had on with the black belt held above her waist. She was silly for wearing such a thing when it was so cold out, but she was always one to bend the rules. And she was happy to be out of her robes being as it was a Saturday. Her eyes moved up to the sky, watching as big fluffy clouds hovered overhead.

Xiomara exhaled, moving her wand between her fingertips as she looked back down. The garden was truly beautiful, it always had been. A lone butterfly passed by her, it’s bright blue and magenta wings fluttering about. Xiomara smiled at it, intrigued by it’s presence. Winter was nearing quite quickly, how odd for a butterfly to be flying about. Moving her wand she gave it a small flick as she whispered, “Immobulus” at the poor innocent creature. The butterfly’s wings stopped abruptly and it fell softly into the palm of her hand as fragile as a piece of glass. And smiling, Xiomara examined it carefully.

The creature was simply magnificent. It’s wings frozen in place and it’s feelers motionless. Butterflies were peculiar creatures, always flying about carelessly. She wished that she could be a butterfly. Then maybe she wouldn’t have to worry about anything anymore. Then she could still be able to fly and act all stupid. [/b]



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[Alessa Gillespie]

Staring out her window was the one and only 7th year Prefect Alessa. The dance was over nothing else seemed to be going on around the castle. The dance was fun, Alessa had spent time with her bestfriend and her date. Which was also her friend. She had a blast. Everything this term though seemed to be going fast for her. This whole term, this whole year for her was going pas so quickly. Alessa was growing into a beautiful young woman. Growing older, and wiser. Now the age of 18 years old. She would be gradating Trio's Hogwarts an adult. Yet still not knowing what she would do with her life. She would soon learn.

For everything was changing for her. For the good. As Alessa looked out her window. She couldn't help to think of what she was going to do after she graduated. What would become of her? Would she stay and become a professor here at the school? Or maybe her fate would lay somewhere in the ministry of magic?

Alessa didn't know. All she knew is she needed to figure it out and fast. For she didn't really have time left. Shrugging her shoulders a bit, she sat up and stretched. Life was still getting so difficult for her.

Looking about her room, she needed to get out. Get some fresh air that would do the trick. A smile came across her lips as she grabbed her black hoodie and put her shoes on. Crossing the entrance of the castle. Alessa looked around. Wondering where she would go. She needed a place to collect herself. A place where she could think straight.

Then she thought of smiling. She made her way finally to Rose petal lane. Hell she knew that was a place where mostly the couples went. But it was also a peaceful place to be. Somewhere where she could at least think straight.

When she arrived, looked like not many was here today. She smiled to herself thinking that was a good plan. She could really collect herself now. Running he fingers over the bushes as she walked past. Only stopping to see a young girl sitting on a bench alone. The girl looked familiar. She cocked her head to the side and walked over to her. Then she recognized her. It was Xiomara Lang. Nathaniel's other bestfriend. The girl that he had taken to the ball. Alessa had to admit, she was a bit jealous that he had taken her. But there was nothing could be done about that. It was over now, and Alessa had fun none the less.

"hey" Alessa said with a smile. She would forget about everything in the past and just try to be nice to her. It might do her well. For she was Nathaniel's friend. And she couldn't be that bad now. "What brings you here?" Alessa asked her curiously. Sitting down beside her on the bench.