The Grass is Greener ((Anyone))

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Zenia slowly walked to her favorite place under the huge oak tree by the lake, it was dawn and the sky was still pink, she liked to come out at this time to think and look at the clouds. She held a black book with the words "My Family" that where written on the front cover in gold lettering. She sat down and sighed, she had only two more weeks and she would be going home for the summer. But she was already homesick. She hadn't even made friends yet. She wiped her eyes that where mysteriously wet with tears and opened the book, inside where her mother, father, grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins smiling and waving. She wished they would talk to her. She wished they would tell her everything would be okay. She turned the pages looking at her relatives smiling at her with delight. She smiled to herself.
"If only they where here with me." She thought
Suddenly there came a tap on her shoulder. She opened her eyes to see who it was who else would be up at this time?

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Lark was exhausted she had started getting up early in the mornings to practice quiditch before she had to go home, it was hard to practice by yourself but she still tried. At home she lived far from civilization but still she couldnt ride her broom much. She landed on the ground that was still covered in dew. Looking up she realized that the sun was barely out yet and she had been practicing in the dark for around and hour. Lark hitched up her quiditch robes, swung her broom over her shoulder and began to walk back to her common room hoping to get some sleep before breakfast.

Lark walked up the lawns towards the castle. But seeing a girl sitting beneath a tree made her stop. She wanted to know why she was up so early. Lark changed her course from the castle to a large oak tree. Lark sat down, with her broom close by, and watched. The girl was around her age and must have been extreamly tired, for it looked as if she had fallen asleep, until Lark noticed the tears running down her cheeks. Lark hesitated some before tapping the girl on her should. She opened her eyes somewhat slowly and turned to look at her.

"Hey" Lark said as cheerfully as she could this early in the mourning. "You Ok"? Lark gave the girl an encouraging smile and waited for her to respond.

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Zenia looked up.

"Yeah fine...just tired" she said in a shaky voice. She gave a huge fake yawn. The girl new she was lying, she could sense it. She wiped the tears off her face and rubbed her eyes. She hoped the girl didn't notice.

Looking up she saw the girl clearly for the first time. She looked about her age in quiditch robes with a broom swung over her shoulder. Zenia had seen this girl before, she often saw her practicing quiditch. She had heard different people call this girl Lark. Lark McCartney. The only thing she new about Lark was that she was a Ravenclaw. She rubbed her eyes again and tried to start a conversation.

"...So...I see you like practicing quiditch." She said. What a dumb thing to say! I am never going to make any friends that way! She thought to herself. She waited anxiously for the girls reply anyway.

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Lark gave a bark of a laugh, that some what surprised even her, she liked this girl. She wasnt exactly truthful, it was probably something personal and Lark forgave her for it, but she stated the obvious. Lark looked down at her Cleansweep 7, it was her first broom and the best she'd ever ridden. Looking back up at the girl she smiled, she was still wondering why she was up so early but that question could come later.

"Yah I love to fly, and living with muggles you dont really get a chance to that often" Lark loved her family but they still didnt quiet understand this whole witch thing, even though they've known about it for three years. "So I've been getting up early to practice as much as I can before I have to go home" Lark didnt mind sharing about her life and maybe this would alow the girl to feel she could open up. "What about you? You like to fly?" maybe she should have introduced herself first but that could also come later.

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Zenia smiled slightly. She was happy to have someone to talk to. She felt the breeze that blew her black hair around her face. She new it must be nearly time for breakfast because her stomach growled, but for once she really did not mind.
"Well the only time I have ever flown is in flying class. But I do like it alot, I was thinking that I should try out for Quidditch, but I am horrible at sports. She said. And this was the truth. Zenia was never very athletic in any sport she had ever tried to play.
"I like watching the action I guess" She said.
She took a very wide yawn and looked back up at the girl.

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The breeze felt good she was hot and it was nice to have a cool beeze. She heard a loud grumbling and realized it was her stomach responding to the girls. She laughed and stood up. She stretched her back and smiled to the girl still sitting on the ground. She was telling Lark about how she wasn't that great at sports, Lark had thought the same thing in the smuggle world. She had never latched onto any of the smuggle games, but surprisingly enough she wasn't that bad at Quiditch, she was on the team and she loved the wind rushing through her hand.

"I'm sure you'd be great at quiditch you should try out for the team. I didnt think I wouldnt be any good but I'm at least I'm on the reserve team" As an after though she said "Thats way better than no team". The girl yawned and Lark put her hand out in a friendly fashion "Hello I'm Lark McCartney third year Ravenclaw would you like to go eat I'm starved" she gave her biggest smile possible and waited.

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Zenia Closed her listened to the girl talk about Quiditch, I seemed fun, but heights where never Zenia's best friend. She smiled as the cool breeze moved through her hair, it was nearly time for breakfast. the morning sun warmed her and she could feel the dew on the grass. She smelled the sweet scent that only summer could bring. It was very peaceful hearing the birds chirp, and the water lap up against the shore of the lake. That peacefulness quickly fainted as her stomach rumbled yet again. Then she heard the girl tell her name, Lark, which she had known from Quiditch.
"Hi I am Zenia Rogers, I'm in Hufflepuff third year. Yes I would love to go eat" She said this with a big smile and jumped up from the ground ready to start the day.

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"I guess your not tired anymore" Lark said with a smile as she , much slower than Zenia, stood up with her broom stick in tow. "Well then lets go eat" Lark began to walk towards the castle.

((I guess we cant really continue this since school is out,and we cant go to the great hall, but if you want we can start a new post))

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sure, if you want