what a sight ((open))

[Rosaliz Hernandez G6]

Rosaliz felt her stomach turn. She had a pounding headache and lingering nausea. Her face was as white as a sheet of paper. Flashbacks came to her of the previous events that she had faced. Like she literally had been through hell. Thinking about it sent a shiver down her spine. Her eyes closed of the painful memory. She was glad that she was back at Hogwarts and was safe from the outside world until than. She looked over the grounds and took a deep breath of air. A gentle Breeze pushed back her hair as a nice welcome. She started walking to her favorite spot near the lake where a tree stood. She sat down. What lingered in her head was why. But she was more worried about the fact if her friends would accept her after her long absence from Hogwarts. How would she face that fact of her problems that she had during the absence. To whom would she open up to? Her parents weren’t there to help her cope with the problem. What was she going to do? Quietly she began to cry leaning, on a tree trunk She felt as if her mind had been bleeding with pain and her body felt she had fallen on rocks, again and again, and again. Her hands were shaking. Sobs kept erupting deep within her. It just grew to be much of her emotions. They were spilling. It grew too much. She just couldn't take it anymore.

After an hour or so Rosaliz had finished sobbing she realized she couldn’t be crying, but she needed to let it out. Again the question came up: What was she going to do? Was she suppose to be oblivious to the situation until she had a mental break down, or talk to a friend who may not accept her after she finishes explaining. ‘Why’ was the question floating in her head. She frowned at this. So many things were happening too quickly. So serial she thought feeling dizzy seeing things rush threw her mind. Rosaliz couldn’t take it anymore. ‘This doesn’t feel right’ she said thinking to her self. Rosaliz was starting to have a fight in her mind with her own taught. Rosaliz then took gulp. She had opened to her Maryn in the past before, but that was a while ago. She just wished she could use the advice she had given to her friend before. ‘What happened to me? I was so strong once but know I’m vulnerable to everything that’s set before me. Why?’ She thought. Rosaliz truly didn’t want to think about it right now. She had cleared her mind. That was the purpose of returning to Hogwarts, to clear her mind. Her Aunt thought she was stable and ready enough to return to Hogwarts. But secretly she was not. Why hadn’t she shown it? She didn’t want to cause her aunt any problems on top of what she had faced. It was bad enough she had been living with her for a while from the time being.

Rosaliz took a deep breath cleared her mind and stared at the lake. What beauty it held. It sat still, but with one little disturbance of a leaf falling onto it causes ripples. And how many depths of the lakes secrets it kept in the depths of the water. Only it only knows. Just like pain, only she knew exactly how it felt going through it nobody else, could exactly the same thing she was going through. Every thought of hers came back to the pain she felt. “Why can’t it go away!” She screamed to the open midnight sky. It was dark enough for nobody to have spotted her outside. She liked going out in the dark it was her peace and tranquility. It comforted her, but this night it was enemy. She couldn’t relax. She just wanted somebody to talk to. Rosaliz stood up and walked towards the lake. She splashed some water onto her face, to wake herself up. Making her way back to her spot, she admired the Hogwarts from afar. What beauty it held. How many years it had withheld horrible storms and nice sunny evening, and yet to this day it was still standing. Was this a sign of infinite hope? She didn’t know, and she didn’t want to know. That was just a question she didn’t to dwell her mind over. She sat, hoping she get an answer from somewhere. A tear tickled down her cheek once more, thus receding back into the painful sobs that she hadn’t been absented too or missed.

[Fiona O'Reilly S5]

Fiona ducked out the front doors of the school. Her eyes blinded momentarily by the intense darkness that was before her. She could still see the imprint of the lights on her retinas and it was enough to make the darkened night become even blacker. She rubbed her eyes quickly trying to get them to adjust to the darkness that was around her. It had been a while since she had made her way out of Hogwart's at night. The castle had become her sanctuary and the darkness had disappeared for awhile, but with everything happening, with everything pulling her in every direction she couldn't just accept the light anymore. She needed the serenity that only night could bring. The silent, cool, unobtrusive night. She needed it like she needed oxygen right then. Her eyes adjusted slowly and as they did she began the descent of the stairs and onto the grassy lawn. The dew was obvious in the night as it soaked through her shoes, bringing in a bit of a chill to her feet. She didn't care though. Her mind was on other things. Her mind was really only on one thing, the one thing that had spread out in every direction. The one thing that could mean life or death, but ultimately could mean loneliness.

Fiona felt her head sink onto her chest as her eyes stared down at the darkened ground. Her heart was aching. Her mind was racing and the only thing she wanted to do was call out to her father and sit in his arms like she used to...crying. But she couldn't. She had no idea where her father was now and she had no idea when she'd see him again. After all he was supposed to be dead. She rubbed at her arm as a slight pain throbbed inside. Happened anytime she was outside when it was cold. It was from the scar that remained on her from the dungeons. The scar that had eventually led her to Kennedy and now was aching with the bitter chill that had washed over her. She bit back the tears that tried to surface. She was not out here to think about Kennedy. She was not going to do that to herself again. She was determined to let things happen the way they were supposed to happen. She didn't care what would happen. Oh who am I kidding? Fiona thought to herself as she felt the tear slide down her cheek. She cared more than she wanted to. The very thought of Kennedy made her heart ache. She loved him, but what had happened...with everything...it was splitting them apart. She shoved her hands in her pocket and felt the slip of newspaper. She pulled it out and stared down at the picture of Cass and Kennedy. He had lied to her about the whole thing. She knew she couldn't believe everything the Daily Prophet said, but here she was unsure of what to think. She looked away from the picture as another tear fell, shoving the article back into her pocket. She was no going to read it again. Not now...when she was trying to clear her mind.

The silence of the night was stolen away as Fiona heard a voice scream. She hesitated and squinted out into the darkness. That's when she saw the slight movement. She moved to it, wondering who else had wandered out in the night and why that had been screaming out. Her eyes settled on the figure and she found herself craning her neck to the left as the figure seemed familiar. "Are you okay?" she asked from a small distance, afraid to get to close to the girl who had shouted out. But there was something oddly familiar about the person. The voice had been incredibly familiar as well. But it couldn't be who her mind wanted it to be. She knew that she had not returned to Hogwart's last fall when everyone else had, but if it was her...well if it was her then it meant so much for Fiona.

[Rosaliz Hernandez G6]

Rosaliz sat there staring at the Hogwarts castle. How she dreamt of Hogwarts as a castle on a cloud. And how there aren't any floors for her to weep. Or levels of pain to be on. But that wasn't true. In reality everything was a disater. Trying to keep her mind of it she looked once more around the grounds. Her eyes still hadn’t adjusted to the dark so well. Glancing around she spotted a figure in front of her. Her heart gave a leap. She could have sworn her eyes were playing tricks on her. Was it her Aunt? No it couldn’t be her aunt didn’t care, nor she’d step a foot on Hogwarts ground. How she spitted her so much. A dreadful scorn had taken over her thoughts about her aunt since her absence from Hogwarts. Even though Rosaliz did at times regretted towards the decision she had made towards her family. There was just still something there that she had felt she had missed and needed to look for it until she could find it. The thought of thinking there was always something greater passed her mind everyday and she had made the mistake for avoiding it. This thought and many other lingered in her head and when she finally had the chance to grasp to what she was looking for it slip through her hands. Like water. Once again Rosaliz blinked. Hoping that she was playing with her head. But yet the figure still stood there. Rosaliz squinted and saw who it was. It was her dearest friend Fiona.

Rosaliz had token a sigh of relief. There was so much she didn’t know. How she worried about her. She was the only person that kept her sane when she had been in difficult moments. How their friendship had grew over her previous years. Rosaliz herself felt grown to such a friend relationship and wished that once she graduated from Hogwarts she wouldn’t abandon her. Who would she have? A walking zombie of one self isn’t the best way to turn out. Rosaliz teeth had started to charter. It was getting a bit windy. Her long streaks of blonde her blew gently in the wind. She grabbed her robes and tightened them closer to her body conserving her body warmth, for she had left her wand inside the dorm. Now thinking about it how stupid could she be? She could have been easily attacked and was thankful Fiona was here. She looked at Fiona and called her name, very softly but loud enough to be heard. She hoped her friend would respond and spend some time with her, only time would tell.

((Writers block...)