Make that a Double. {Harmony}

[Isabelle Leynette R3]

Bella sighed rather deeply for the millionth time that day as her mother tried to pull her towards another store they didn't need to go inside. 'Isn't that the child’s job to act like this?' Isabella asked herself as she reluctantly followed. "Mum. We've been over this already.” She said with a groan as her mother pointed at a china set. “We do not need another set of china. Come along now." Alyson replied to her Mother's pleading eyes. She couldn’t believe she was the one that had to act responsible. Giving her mother on more look she turned on her heel and walked out the door causing the soft clink of bells to go off as the door opened. Her mother followed suit but wasn’t in at all happy about it. "Now remember today’s goal is to buy my ..." She was cut of by her mother’s bored tone. "Yes. Yes. I've heard it at least twenty times already. We are here today to by your school supplies." Her mother said sighing heavily making Isabella roll her eyes. "Mum. I think you should go home." Isabella told her mother who was once again pointing out stores she wanted to visit. "I’ve already bought all my books I’ll just stop and buy myself an ice cream, and then I’ll meet you at home." Isabella continued stepping to her left so her mum would look at her. She received a very unhappy look from her mother, before she handed her a few galleons. “Straight home after your ice cream young lady.” Her mother said sternly as she began to kiss her daughter goodbye and leave. Bella watched her mother disappear and sighed once more. ‘At least she’s playing the parent now.’ She thought sarcastically to herself.

Isabella made her way to the Ice Cream Parlor. She just stood there at first looking at the little café tables that lined the streets. She finally walked in feeling the small wave of cold air hit her in the face. She walked to the counter where a young red haired witch greeted her. She ordered and paid for her sundae headed back outside to sit at one of the tables she was looking at earlier. The thirteen year girl sat down waiting for her sundae. At first she looked over the small shopping village. A tiny smile slid on her lips and she pursed them together. But the smile returned anyways as she watched a little boy who appeared to be five or six years old grab a hold of his dad’s hand and pull him over to the Quidditch shop. He was so cute and Bella couldn’t help but smiling even bigger. Had she ever acted like that with her parents when she was younger? She doubted it. She could barely remember her parents in her childhood memories. Finally looking away she opened her canvas bag and pulled out her sketch book, and began to sketch the small child.

She was very caught up her drawing and didn't notice anyone approach. Her eyes only left the pad briefly, so she could watch the child, the object of her sudden inspiration. As stated before she didn't notice anyone approach until she heard their voice. She snapped out of her daze. "Oh. Sorry." She apologetically.

[Harmony Chan H6]

Harmony ran a restless hand through her short locks of hair, wondering whether or not to grow it long like Ari and Aurora. She thought the shortness suited her better, but perhaps it’d be nice to feel the security of long hair flowing around her neck and shoulders. Though, on the other hand, it would definitely be harder to handle, since it would take longer to wash and dry, and also it would probably just get in the way during Quidditch, lessons… Harmony decided that long hair wasn’t for her after all, and with a sigh, continued on her mindless walk through several streets of Diagon Alley, wondering where Ari and Aurora had gone. A short trip to relieve their boredom had turned into the three getting split up from one another, and now Harmony had now idea where her family were. She was admittedly quite frightened and worried, rarely on her own, but Harmony gritted her teeth and continued on her way. She knew she’d bump into them eventually, and they wouldn’t leave without one another, that was for sure. A small part of Harmony regretted having agreed to come along on this rather pointless trip, but Aurora was impossible to say no to; the only person who could refuse her was Leo, and that was because he had endured it all his life. Harmony let herself smirk a little, before laughing to herself, and staring up at the sky with a slow breath. She might have to stay here for just a while longer.

The weather was rather good today actually, and Harmony wondered if it’d hold out till Aurora’s band’s first concert in a few days time. It wasn’t one on a grand scale, as Domino was a pretty low-key band, and liked to keep it that way (yet Harmony was pretty sure that would be the opposite if Aurora had agreed to that music deal a few years ago), but the band was going to perform outside, and Harmony somehow didn’t think even Ari wanted rain to bless that day at that time. Harmony was looking forward to the performance though, whether or not the weather was to be nice or not. She could be considered a fan of the band, since Aurora had given her compilation CDs of their music (cover songs and original pieces, usually composed by Aurora) and Harmony had certainly taken to it well. She supposed Domino did hold some sort of importance in her life because some of the lyrics Harmony had written herself when she had felt like it to her cousin’s encouragement had been turned into proper songs with help from Aurora, and the band had then performed it for her. It was such an honour that Aurora and the others had done that much for her, and Harmony had to admit, the songs she had helped create did sound wonderful. She was very grateful to Aurora for opening new doors towards writing and music, and it was something else she could enjoy along with dance. Actually, thinking of her dancing reminded Harmony that she seriously needed to practice, especially during the summer holidays. Perhaps she should also visit her dance teacher too; it had been a long time since Harmony had last seen her, and made a mental note in her head to get in contact with her soon.

Harmony was passing through a secluded area when her eyes wandered to a bright, nice looking ice cream parlour, and decided on a whim to go buy some ice cream to relieve her mood; plus, if she stayed in one area, perhaps Ari or Aurora would accidentally stumble upon her sitting there. If all of them wandered around in circles, they may never find each other. Perhaps there was a good reason to muggle mobile phones, Harmony said to herself as she entered the ice cream parlour. Walking up to the counter, Harmony flashed a shy smile to the waitress before ordering her vanilla flavoured ice cream, paying, and left to find a seat outside. Zigzagging through the numerous tables and chairs, Harmony decided on a seat nearer the front, when she thought she recognised a familiar face. Turning, Harmony saw a girl she knew from Hogwarts; Isabella Leynette, a Ravenclaw in the year below her. Harmony had spoken to her perhaps a few times, though she didn’t know her that well. Most of her acquaintances happened to be in the lower years anyway. Smiling, Harmony shyly approached the table Isabella sat at, greeting the younger girl with a hello. “Isabella, imagine seeing you here. How are you? Mind if I…?” Harmony gestured at the seat beside Isabella, waiting for a reply.

[Isabelle Leynette R3]

The gentle waves crashed upon the almost empty beach. In the distance the sun was setting and leaving a shattered reflection in the sparkling blue water. Isabella smiled contently and twirled a bit of her hair. She had stopped drawing awhile ago and was now daydreaming, this helped her relax. The destination in her mind was none other than St. Tropez in the south of France. Bella had only been there one time, and that was on vacation with her grandparents. She was having so much fun and didn’t even realize that pretty soon hell would break loose. It had been then the last summer she lived with her grandparents On top of being beautiful St. Tropez represented a calmer time for Isabella. It was before had to move in with her mother, who Isabelle saw maybe thrice a year before the move. All the fighting between mother and daughter that toke place that following year was awful. Choruses of I hate you’s would most likely still be ringing in the house. That was three years ago. By now Isabelle and Victoria learned to tolerate each other. This was of course made easier with Belle in Hogwarts most of the year.
Isabelle never did get over the having to leave the most wonderful place on earth to live in a house she knew nothing about and with a woman she barely spent time with. Mother and daughter still fought, just not as much as in the beginning of their rocky relationship.
This time around it was Belle’s mother doing most of the fighting. The teenaged girl smiled once more at her thoughts St. Tropez, unaware that a storm was brewing right of the coast ready to strike. To her it was still sunny and peaceful. Where the waves rolled unto the shore lazily and the seagulls called to each other randomly. It was her happy place.

Isabelle was pulled out of her happy place as the witch from the ice cream counter cam out with her sundae. It defiantly looked delicious. Belle’s mouth began to water as the waitress placed it in front of her and left briskly. She picked up the cherry and popped in her mouth. She then toke her first bit, getting a large spoonful of vanilla and chocolate syrup. Couples stopped and kissed right in front of Belle making her feel a tad bitter. She wasn’t exactly trilled with being single. She wasn’t usually upset over it thought. Until she saw people like the couple. Things like that tended to leave her a smidge upset. She spooned another large bite in her mouth and let the cold melt in her mouth. She frowned. Was this considered wallowing? Hmm. She was defiantly not feel her best and was devouring a rather large ice cream. Hmm. She thought to herself. It was defiantly a possibility. ‘Oh well.’ She finally decided as she toke another bite. This was helping her understand why ice cream was the best food for when you where feeling low. She made a mental note to add it to the grocery list so Eloise could buy it at the market. She was glad she was in charge of the items they needed to buy; she could pick dinner for her last weeks at home and add a few extras for herself. She didn’t feel guilty though, someone had to do it and her mother wasn’t so Belle stood up to the plate. If she waited for her mother to make up a list and add things to it when they ran out they would have another incident like last week. Thursday morning Isabelle woke up early and decided to cook her own breakfast but soon realized they had no milk, no eggs, and no bread. Her mother had used all of the items and didn’t inform anyone; typical Victoria behavior. Isabelle sighed. When was her mother going to grow up?

Blah, Belle felt like a pig. There was too much ice cream and just some much she could eat. She couldn’t possibly finish it all. She stirred it around making it creamy until she pushed it aside and picked up her sketch pad. She looked over the sketch of the child and smiled. It was quite lovely. The child was the main focus because everything else was faded and distorted. She was satisfied with everything except the shading. She was working on that as Harmony Chan a fourth year from Hufflepuff approached. “Oh. You know. So-so.” She replied. She was very are of how wishy-washy her answered sounded and frowned. “Yeah. Go ahead. Sit, sit.” Belle said pointing to the chair. She closed her sketch pad and placed it next to her abandoned sundae. “So …” Belle said drawing out the word. “What brings you here today?” She asked for she didn’t know Harmony well.

[Harmony Chan H6]

Harmony smiled as she took a seat tentatively next to Isabella, who seemed stuck in her own thoughts, and wondered in embarrassment whether or not she was intruding on her friend¡¦s personal time and space. She generally felt more comfortable around younger people, but that didn¡¦t take all her self consciousness and shyness away. Taking a lick of the vanilla ice cream and savouring the sweet taste, Harmony answered Isabella¡¦s question. ¡§Oh¡K Just got bored sitting around at home, and my cousin decided to drag us out here.¡¨ Harmony shrugged with a wry chuckle. ¡§There¡¦s nothing to do here though, I have to admit¡K No supplies or anything to buy, so basically we¡¦re wasting time. I¡¦ve lost my sister and cousin now too¡K So I¡¦ve decided to sit here and hope they¡¦ll find me so we can get going.¡¨ Harmony explained her situation with a soft sigh, her free hand running through her dark hair as it absorbed the warmth of the sun¡¦s rays. Because her short locks were black, they tended to take in the heat and burn Harmony¡¦s head, and it was starting to get to her after a couple of hours under the sun.

¡§So what are you doing here, Isabella? How have your summer holidays been?¡¨ Harmony asked curiously, making polite conversation as her tongue flicked out to lick up the melting drops of vanilla ice cream around the base of the cone. The sun was bearing down on the land unmercilessly, and Harmony tugged at her shirt to try and relieve herself of the stifling high temperatures. It certainly was well into summer now, and although sometimes the heat was agonising, Harmony was grateful for the sunshine. Summer wasn¡¦t summer without the heat and the sun, much to Ari¡¦s aggravation. Harmony smiled internally at the thought of her sister probably groaning in Aurora¡¦s ear every now and again right now about how ridiculous it was she was out and about during such a hot day; that is, if those two hadn¡¦t been separated too. Ari made it a rule not to venture outdoors on scorching summer days like today, but somehow Aurora¡¦s persuasive talking (and nagging) had weakened her resolve anyway. Aurora could persuade anybody (even Ari), especially with a bit of blackmail¡K which she usually reserved for Leo, because her words had no effect on him until she took drastic measures.

Thinking about it, Harmony suddenly remembered that Aurora wouldn¡¦t be at home for a few days in the next week, because she was going on her annual trip to Cornwall with the band members of Domino. Apparently Lizzie¡¦s parents had a cottage down there by the seaside, and it was like tradition that they went every year when Aurora was at home in Manchester. Aurora didn¡¦t spend as much time with her childhood friends since she went to Hogwarts most of the year, so she could hardly turn the holiday down. Ari and Harmony had insisted she go, because they weren¡¦t exactly guests at the house anymore; they were family. There was no need to entertain them, and of course, if need be, there was Leo, who wasn¡¦t going either, despite having just been initiated into the band. Harmony knew she would miss Aurora¡¦s company if even for a few days, her bubbliness and wild personality that lifted the household up when she was there, but there was no helping it. Harmony was not about to deprive Aurora of one of her well deserved holidays and time with friends she barely got to see.

[Isabelle Leynette R3]

Isabelle listened and began to nod because she understood what it was too in that situation one time. She was probably five or six and she was with her Aunt Hilary, Aunt Hilary decided Isabelle needed ice cream as they walked in the zoo looking at all the different animals. She toke Belle by the hand and told her to stay there and not to go anywhere as she ran off to get in the enormous line for snacks. Belle was sitting one a bench over looking the peacocks patiently or as patiently as a five year could. She saw her Aunt moving slowly in the line and it as agonizing to watch her. A family walked by talking about the last lion show of the day and how it would start in five minutes. Belle knew her aunt would never make it in time and she instantly felt disappointed. But an idea popped into her small child brain. She was then faced with a dilemma to go see the lions or obey her Aunt. She of course chose what any other five year old would, to see the lions. She walked over to the show and rather enjoyed it. Then she walked back to where she was supposed to be sitting, but her aunt was gone. Isabelle freaked out, she was after all only five and she was lost. She began to cry softly unsure where to look. She started to walk towards the giraffes towards her left, but her aunt wasn’t there. She also checked the reptile house and the monkey exhibit. She still couldn’t find her aunt. On top of that she didn’t know how to get back to the peacock cages where she was supposed to wait for her aunt in the first place. Belle felt awful. She swore to herself she would never disobey her aunt if she ever found her. She also thought she was never going to go home, that she was lost and she was going to get kidnapped. She cried as she walked aimlessly around the zoo, occasionally tripping over shoes. As if by a miracle she bumped into a lady who turned out to be her aunt. After many hugs and kisses Belle was grounded for disobey her aunt and freaking her out. Yep Isabelle knew all about being separated from family.

She smiled as she tried to think of a simple answer to the question with out getting too much into depth. “Well I was school shopping.” She told her, then realized she was without her shopping bags and laughed. “My mom toke my bags back home a while back, I’m not sure how long though.” She explained. “Well summer holidays are same as always. Shopping with mum, seeing dad occasionally.” She was carefree with his answer. To her it was almost rehearsed, she couldn’t count the times she was asked that question. She had to prepare so answers. Firstly, she didn’t like to be caught off guard so she prepared a little because of that and of course she was such a magnet for small talk. She despised small talk so much. Yet here she was starting it. She was very displeased with herself. But figured since she already started it she would continue with no harm done. “What about you? How have you summer holidays been going?” She asked. By now she felt the sun beating down on her back and she regretted not wearing something lighter. She could feel it starting to sizzle all over. Daytime wasn’t exactly her favourite time of the day anyways. She preferred the moon any day. Everything felt different to her under the stars and the moon. She just felt better. And everything fell into place. Where she felt hope.

Isabelle sighed softly as the waitress that was setting an ice cream a few feet away tripped. It was a pretty site. Belle smiled sadly. Good work was so hard to find lately. She remembered her father murmuring that under his breath as the maid spill coffee on his tie. Belle had left the table at the time and had one last good look at her father before her proceeded to leave on another business trip. How awful for her mother. She was alone in the great big house most of the year. Belle actually felt a bit sorry for her.

[Harmony Chan H6]

((Apologies about my second post; it seems something went wrong with the apostrophes, and I think it was because I was using my friend’s computer. Hope you were able to read it okay. I can’t believe I didn’t notice it until now.))

Harmony smiled as she nodded, listening to Isabelle’s answer with as much interest as she could pique. In all honesty, Harmony really wanted to flop onto her bed back home and sleep like there was no tomorrow. Isabelle wasn’t boring her; that wasn’t the problem. But her prolonged trip to Diagon Alley had certainly worn her out, especially with the sun’s strong rays beating down on her, and Harmony really wished to rest. It was a good thing she was sitting at a table on a solid chair, otherwise Harmony was sure she would’ve collapsed by now. Taking a tentative lick at the ice cream, worried about downing it too quickly yet really wanting to pop the ice-cold substance into her mouth, Harmony continued to listen to Isabelle, until her companion asked her the same question. “Um… The usual, just like you.” Harmony smiled lightly, scratching her head with her one free hand. “Staying at home and watching muggle TV… Reading, writing, dancing… Just chilling out with my family, I suppose, and sometimes, on days like today, coming out and enjoying the sun.” Harmony smiled at how ironic that thought was when related to Ari. The sun was the last thing Ari found enjoyable.

“Generally, my summer has been going well. Nothing exciting happening.” Harmony continued. “We might be going to Spain some time, I’m not sure. You’re not going away this year?” Harmony asked curiously, trying to bring the focus back to Isabelle. She didn’t feel uncomfortable under her friend’s scrutiny, just nervous as she usually was that she was getting in Isabelle’s way or something. Harmony hated to bother people. Thinking about the prospective holiday in Europe, Harmony felt excited, but at the same time, a little guilty. Her aunt and uncle would be paying for her and Ari’s expenses, despite the two of them protesting that they could either stay home alone for a week or two, or use money from their Gringotts account. Jenny and George had insisted however, despite Ari’s resolve, and Harmony’s sister had vowed one day she would repay their relatives deeply. How, she had no idea, but she had said to Harmony she would, because it simply wasn’t fair, and Harmony had to agree. She liked Ari’s sense of justice, admired her sister’s ways.

Despite her guilt though, Harmony was determined to not let those thoughts get in the way and enjoy the time as much as possible. After all, if her uncle and aunt were going to so generously pay for a holiday to Spain with them, Harmony should be grateful and make the best of it. Smiling at the thought of more sun and the sea, Harmony tried not to laugh as she was reminded of Ari’s probable distress that she’d have to hide from her uncle and aunt. Really, her sister’s preferences were so childish and hard to work with. Harmony looked up at Isabelle again as she took yet another lick of the vanilla ice cream, realising she didn’t really know much about the Ravenclaw girl. Harmony just knew her name by chance, and they had never really talked much. Harmony tended to socialise with people in her year, mainly Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors, since she was in the former house, along with Aurora and her several acquaintances, and the latter as Leo and Ari were in Gryffindor (not that Ari brought much of a contribution to friends), and they were generally loud and friendly, the ones in Harmony’s year. Ravenclaws could be stuck up at times, Harmony was sad to say, despite her attempts to friendly conversation, and she knew she needn’t bother with the Slytherins. It was stereotyping. It was just Harmony didn’t wish to give them a reason to bully her, as they loved to do. She supposed that was a good thing about being on holiday from Hogwarts. To be as far away as possible from the hateful Slytherins that liked to make Harmony’s everyday life hell whenever she passed in the corridors. Harmony didn’t know what she’d do when Ari graduated; she just hoped she’d be strong enough, lose the timidity. Harmony did not wish to rely on anyone else then.

[Isabelle Leynette R3]

Isabelle had to smile at Harmony’s answer. No, there summers where very different even if the Hufflepuff girl didn’t know it. Isabelle’s purpose during the summer was to try to stay away from home as much as possible. She was most often found at a muggle café out in the streets painting and drawing. When she was out of creativity juice and didn’t know how to continue her art she would play the role of photographer until her inspiration came back. She would try to hang out with friends when she could, but on the unlucky days she did end up at home she was stuck to baby-sit or help her mother plan an extravagant party with an even more extravagant theme. The latest party toke place last weekend. Her father was home and that kept her mother happy and busy. Which was excellent for Belle, she didn’t have to sneak around as much. Even if the woman was a pain in the neck Belle had to hand it to her she knew how to throw a party. This time the theme was famous couples of all time and her parents went as Adam and Eve. Even Bella had to admit they where the best couple there; they even beat out Romeo and Juliet. She wondered how she could be so mad at her parents, but loved them when they acted so cute. It was if all her problems with them disappeared. Then in a few days her father would leave and her problems would return. This was a very depressing cycle. She barely spent time with her father and too much time with her mother. She would have rather went traveling with her father all summer, but that would never happen. He was so involved with work. Sometimes she wondered if he even remembered he had a daughter.

Isabelle was unsure to what to say to that question. She wasn’t entirely sure if she was going to her grandparents this summer. “Uhm, well I’m not going anywhere as far as I know. But in my family these things just spring up on you so I don’t yet.” She told her friend. She had high hopes though. She wanted more than anything for her grandparents to owl and say she was going on vacation with them. She loved vacationing with them. She would shop with her Grandma and probably do something cultural with her grandfather. But no such owl had come yet and Belle wondered if she would even see her grandparents this summer. If her mother could help it probably not. She knew she needed to owl her grandparents herself. ‘They are in Italy, right?’ Belle asked herself unsure. She smiled at the though of seeing them. Maybe even for her birthday. Yes, that would be an amazing present. A week of shopping and eating exquisite meals every night. Dancing a clubs and sitting around a pool. These were of course daydreams. Belle really wanted them to come true. If they would she would even see if she could take a friend or two, or five. She laughed at the idea of all her friends at one of her grandparent’s summer houses.

Isabelle sighed once more. It seemed she was sighing a lot lately. Then an unusual thought crossed her mind. She wondered what her mother was doing. This wouldn’t seem like a weird thought for some people. But Belle was different. She normally didn’t care what was going on with her mother. She couldn’t help, but feel guilty about sending her mother away. She shook her head as if to make the thought slip away. It didn’t of course so she tried to think of something different. She turned towards the girl almost forgetting that she too would be going on vacation. Only she knew she would be going. “So Spain? Yeah I’ve been there before, are you excited?” She asked. Though Spain wasn’t her favourite she still enjoyed going and hoped her friend would to. “Will this be your first time to go?” She added on a second thought.

[Harmony Chan H6]

((Awfully sorry about this late reply!))

Harmony nodded as she listened to Isabelle’s plans, taking a bite of her cone, then smiled at her following question. “Yeah, I suppose.” She answered honestly. “I am, but it’s my first time going abroad for a long time, and the first time I’m going with my new family…” Harmony didn’t expect Isabelle to understand what she was talking about, but left it at that. If she wanted to know, Harmony would explain. It wasn’t something which haunted her anymore. Although her mother’s death was painful, and Harmony’s personality had dimmed a little, she still put on a bright visage to make people see the usual her. Most of her was over it, and could talk about it fine too, but there was still the little part of Harmony that had died and wasn’t about to be resurrected anytime soon. Sighing to herself, Harmony heard Isabelle talking again, and looked up, blinking. “Yeah, it will be. We rarely ever went abroad, ya know. Mum didn’t have the money, unlike my cousin’s family. Being a single parent was hard for her, but she loved us, that’s all that mattered.” Harmony smiled bravely, before explaining herself. “I’m sorry, you probably don’t know. My mum died just before school ended. I’m living with my cousin right now.”

Harmony remembered the times when her mother was still around. Their summer holidays back home from Hogwarts were not eventful as they were now, certainly, but that hadn’t mattered. The three of them were happy, and sometimes Aunt Vanessa would take them to the beach nearby or something. For the Chans that was enough, even if they didn’t have the opportunity to jet off to a distant exotic country. Harmony admitted she loved visiting new countries and places, enjoyed learning more about cultures and languages. It opened her eyes to the beauty of the world, and she was regretful she couldn’t remember many of her past vacations from her childhood. Back in America when her mother was still with her father during those difficult times, although they were an unhappy, unstable family, the four of them went on holiday at least once a year, especially during the summer. If Harmony wasn’t mistaken, she had been to China, Japan, France and Canada, not including America, of course. Although they had been fun trips, they never really enjoyed it properly, and Harmony found herself yearning to be with her mother once more by the beach rather than going anywhere else famous in the world. What she wouldn’t give for a poor lifestyle rather than the luxurious one she used to live in America. Harmony didn’t miss that life at all, even though she had almost everything at her disposal.

Before Isabelle could even say anything in answer to Harmony’s confession, Harmony heard a familiar voice and looked up in surprise with a smile. “Ari! Aurora!” She exclaimed in delight, jumping up at the sight of the two older girls standing on the street, looking in at them sitting at the table, enjoying themselves. Finishing the ice cream off with a relieved grin, Harmony waved at her sister and cousin before turning back to Isabelle. “It looks like they’ve found me at last. That’s my sister, Ariane, and my cousin, Aurora, who I’m living with. I’ve got to go now Isabelle, but it was lovely talking to you.” Harmony smiled friendlily, before pushing her chair back again. “I’ll see you at school soon, kay?” With one last flash of a grin, Harmony turned and weaved her way through the other chairs and tables, before greeting Ari and Aurora, who were waiting patiently. “Bye!” Harmony waved at Isabelle as the three of them left, the Ravenclaw’s figure disappearing after they turned the corner, heading towards the place they would Floo back home.
“Who was that?” Aurora asked Harmony curiously. “A girl from Hogwarts, right?”
“Yeah. A friend of mine, Isabelle Lynette. She’s in the year above me, a Ravenclaw.” Harmony informed her cousin with a grin. “I’m sorry about getting separated from you guys. Did you find each other okay? It took you long enough to get me.” Harmony joked, and looked over at Ari. Her sister seemed relieved of sorts, but at the same time, something seemed to be disturbing her. “Ari? Are you okay? You don’t need to be that worried.” Ari merely shook her head with a small smile, before looking down at her little sister.
“I’m fine. Let’s go home.”

((I hope you don’t mind me ending the post there. I didn’t have much inspiration for the post. If you would like, feel free to take the last post. ))

[Isabelle Leynette R3]

She continued to listen but her mom kept coming back into her thoughts. She should be heading home. It was getting late and even though she would love to worry her mother she knew she shouldn’t if she wanted to ask her a favor later. Which she knew she would when her grandma would call. Belle tried to stay focused, but wasn’t succeeding. She was too distracted. There where times when she felt like saying something, but decided against it. She was too tired. Somehow she was already worn out. She listened to her friends plans to Spain and wondered what se had meant about new family. This brought back memories of living with her mother. It was like her mother was her new family. Her grandparents where a bit higher ranked to Belle. She missed them so much. She got a small trill in her stomach as she thought about seeing them soon. She then heard Harmony talk about her own mother. Belle felt genuinely guilty. Her mother was well, a pain in the rear but well. It was sad that Belle didn’t appreciate that more. She didn’t seem to like having her mother around more. She knew she should though.

She had drifted off as they sat there. She was snapped back to reality as the girl said she had to leave. Belle understood she had to head home too. “Well it was nice seeing you here, we should meet up when school starts.” She told the girl and gathered her things. She began to walk away to the pub where she knew she would find a taxi waiting for her.

{{i made this one very short. it is after all the last "]}}