by Q.Araignee » Sunday 5 November 2006 11:14:44am
Rowena was sat in the Common Room, huddled in front of the fire with Nox at her feet. She was staring blankly with tears in her eyes and a letter in her hand. After last year, she couldn't believe that this could happen- she was now completely alone. She had no friends in her own year, and most of the school seemed to act as if she didn't exist anyway.
Nox nuzzled her other hand with a cold tongue, and Rowena suddenly had an idea- looking out of the window, it was raining heavily as though imitating her grief. She snook upstairs and grabbed her broom and thick cloak before going back down to the Common Room to stand beside the window. With a trembling hand, she opened it and the wind chilled her to the bone. Nevertheless, Rowena put on her cloak and remained where she was- was she brave, or foolish, enough to fly in this storm to try and relieve her despair?