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Date/Time: Sunday April the 29th, Late Morning
Location: Third Floor Windowseat
Open To: Friends, Jeremy? Anyone who wants to comfort her.
Currently Involving: Dari
Warnings: Angst. :(
How did things turn bad so quickly? Just yesterday, Dari had been having a perfectly lovely picnic with Jeremy and now.. she was still having trouble wrapping her mind around it.
She'd just barely come to terms with the fact that her father was apparently a Death Eater. Or a suspected one, anyway. That had been difficult enough to deal with. But then this morning.. the owl had come notifying her that he'd killed himself.
She couldn't believe it. She'd walked out of the Great Hall in a daze, heading almost automatically for her windowseat. Her earlier plans to work on her History of Magic essay went straight out of her head. There was no way she could study now.
She sighed as she climbed into the windowseat, pulling her knees to her chest and leaning her head against the glass as she looked out over the grounds. Maybe it was all just a mistake.
Except even as she tried to hope, she knew it wasn't.
Location: Third Floor Windowseat
Open To: Friends, Jeremy? Anyone who wants to comfort her.
Currently Involving: Dari
Warnings: Angst. :(
How did things turn bad so quickly? Just yesterday, Dari had been having a perfectly lovely picnic with Jeremy and now.. she was still having trouble wrapping her mind around it.
She'd just barely come to terms with the fact that her father was apparently a Death Eater. Or a suspected one, anyway. That had been difficult enough to deal with. But then this morning.. the owl had come notifying her that he'd killed himself.
She couldn't believe it. She'd walked out of the Great Hall in a daze, heading almost automatically for her windowseat. Her earlier plans to work on her History of Magic essay went straight out of her head. There was no way she could study now.
She sighed as she climbed into the windowseat, pulling her knees to her chest and leaning her head against the glass as she looked out over the grounds. Maybe it was all just a mistake.
Except even as she tried to hope, she knew it wasn't.