Post by Kitty Swann on Nov 26, 2006 1:13:17 GMT
"Ready to go to Hogsmeade?" Kitty asked Lindsey, one of her friends. Lindsey looked up and Kitty had to restrain herself from gasping; her friend's eyes had dark bags under them and her face was peaked. "Not really," she admitted, sniffling. "I came down with a horrible cold, and I really don't... don't..." Lindsey sneezed into a tissue which had been produced from her stuffed pockets. She looked up at Kitty apologetically. "I'm really sorry," she said, but Kitty shook her head. "It's not your fault," she protested. "How 'bout you go to Madam Promfey? She'll fix you up in a jiffy." Lindsey looked down at her hands, which laid limply in her lap. "Yeah, I guess your right," she responded dully. "But I think you should go to Hogsmeade anyway. Please? I know you were looking forward to it, and you'll have fun without me. You always have fun." Kitty smiled and would have patted Lindsey's shoulder if she wasn't afraid of catching cold herself. "If you say so," she agreed, and Lindsey nodded.
Hogsmeade wasn't bustling with crowds or full of laughter and life. In fact, hardly anyone was there, but that was easily explained by the darkened sky. Kitty knew that the clouds were threatening to pour water down on them, but she didn't care. In fact, Kitty liked rain and she especially adored thunder storms. Remembering one of her past memories with thunder and lightening, Kitty found herself smiling and her eyes eagerly scanned the shops. She found nothing of interest, but instead of stopping at some place like usual, she continued walking. She walked and walked until she began wondering when Hogsmeade would end until she caught sight of a small stand across the way that was decorated like one of the muggle places Kitty had adored. Crossing over to it, Kitty looked inside and found that her suspicions were correct; it was a fortune telling booth. Smiling, Kitty stuffed her fingers into her pockets and scrambled about for some money, finding just enough to amount to the price given.
"Hello girly," said a strange woman from inside the booth. Her voice was scratchy and high pitched, not a good combination, and to put it simply - her face was no better. Starting, Kitty jumped back, causing the coins in her hand to tumble to the cobble stones. "Hi," Kitty muttered, dropping to her knees and picking the money up. "You're my first costumer today," the woman remarked, tapping her long fingernails on the booth as she waited for Kitty to collect the money. "Really?" she said, starting to doubt actually paying for her fotune to be told. It was already late afternoon and surely her being the first costumer of the day was no good thing... "That's only because of the location here," the lady continued, unpreturbed by Kitty. "Hardly no one come out to visit." "Why's that?" Kitty asked, trying to be polite. "Ah, they're 'fraid of me, that's why," she explained. Kitty nodded, her interest caught. "How come?" "Find out yourself," the woman replied, beginning to tap her nails on the booth again. Kitty sighed and relented, putting her money on the booth. The woman hungrily scooped it up and deposited it in a box. "Thank you," she said.
"Now, on to your fortune telling," the woman said and she looked at Kitty quizzically. "Would you perfer crystal ball, tea -?" "Crystal ball," Kitty interrupted. As a child she had been fascinated by crystal balls, though she knew that they were fake. Maybe this would be different since magic was involved? A fear suddenly stabbed at Kitty's heart and she took in a deep breath as a chill seemed to settle on her chest. "Fine," said the disgruntled lady, taking out her crystal ball. It looked just like all the others Kitty had seen. She looked up only to see the woman staring at her intently, as if she were a puzzle to be solved. "Your name is Kathleen Jones, isn't it?" she asked. Kitty nodded. "So I thought, so I thought. Hmm... let's see what the future holds for you..." she waved her hand over the crystal ball and began chanting words underneath her breath. Kitty chewed on her lip nervously. The ball clouded up and Kitty leaned closer only to see tiny raindrops falling in the ball. "Sadness. Something miserable is going to happen and it will effect you greatly. Then I see fear along with a change, one that put the world in a whole different prospective and - " "No!" Kitty suddenly shouted, eyes wide. "Don't tell me any more, no, no more, no more!" She backed away from the woman, who was looking confused and surprised. "But-" "NO!" Kitty suddenly turned and began sprinting the other way, tears streaking down her face. She would have kept going hadn't something interrupted her run.
Falling back to the pavement, Kitty felt her breath leave her. She inhaled sharply and sat up, only to gasp as pain developed in her right elbow, which she had landed on rather roughly. "I'm so... sorry!" Kitty apologized, trying to gather herself as she looked over at the girl she had knocked over.
Hogsmeade wasn't bustling with crowds or full of laughter and life. In fact, hardly anyone was there, but that was easily explained by the darkened sky. Kitty knew that the clouds were threatening to pour water down on them, but she didn't care. In fact, Kitty liked rain and she especially adored thunder storms. Remembering one of her past memories with thunder and lightening, Kitty found herself smiling and her eyes eagerly scanned the shops. She found nothing of interest, but instead of stopping at some place like usual, she continued walking. She walked and walked until she began wondering when Hogsmeade would end until she caught sight of a small stand across the way that was decorated like one of the muggle places Kitty had adored. Crossing over to it, Kitty looked inside and found that her suspicions were correct; it was a fortune telling booth. Smiling, Kitty stuffed her fingers into her pockets and scrambled about for some money, finding just enough to amount to the price given.
"Hello girly," said a strange woman from inside the booth. Her voice was scratchy and high pitched, not a good combination, and to put it simply - her face was no better. Starting, Kitty jumped back, causing the coins in her hand to tumble to the cobble stones. "Hi," Kitty muttered, dropping to her knees and picking the money up. "You're my first costumer today," the woman remarked, tapping her long fingernails on the booth as she waited for Kitty to collect the money. "Really?" she said, starting to doubt actually paying for her fotune to be told. It was already late afternoon and surely her being the first costumer of the day was no good thing... "That's only because of the location here," the lady continued, unpreturbed by Kitty. "Hardly no one come out to visit." "Why's that?" Kitty asked, trying to be polite. "Ah, they're 'fraid of me, that's why," she explained. Kitty nodded, her interest caught. "How come?" "Find out yourself," the woman replied, beginning to tap her nails on the booth again. Kitty sighed and relented, putting her money on the booth. The woman hungrily scooped it up and deposited it in a box. "Thank you," she said.
"Now, on to your fortune telling," the woman said and she looked at Kitty quizzically. "Would you perfer crystal ball, tea -?" "Crystal ball," Kitty interrupted. As a child she had been fascinated by crystal balls, though she knew that they were fake. Maybe this would be different since magic was involved? A fear suddenly stabbed at Kitty's heart and she took in a deep breath as a chill seemed to settle on her chest. "Fine," said the disgruntled lady, taking out her crystal ball. It looked just like all the others Kitty had seen. She looked up only to see the woman staring at her intently, as if she were a puzzle to be solved. "Your name is Kathleen Jones, isn't it?" she asked. Kitty nodded. "So I thought, so I thought. Hmm... let's see what the future holds for you..." she waved her hand over the crystal ball and began chanting words underneath her breath. Kitty chewed on her lip nervously. The ball clouded up and Kitty leaned closer only to see tiny raindrops falling in the ball. "Sadness. Something miserable is going to happen and it will effect you greatly. Then I see fear along with a change, one that put the world in a whole different prospective and - " "No!" Kitty suddenly shouted, eyes wide. "Don't tell me any more, no, no more, no more!" She backed away from the woman, who was looking confused and surprised. "But-" "NO!" Kitty suddenly turned and began sprinting the other way, tears streaking down her face. She would have kept going hadn't something interrupted her run.
Falling back to the pavement, Kitty felt her breath leave her. She inhaled sharply and sat up, only to gasp as pain developed in her right elbow, which she had landed on rather roughly. "I'm so... sorry!" Kitty apologized, trying to gather herself as she looked over at the girl she had knocked over.
