Post by Allison Edwin G4 on Apr 26, 2009 19:23:36 GMT
The lake was Allie’s favorite place to go after class. Although it seemed to be the most popular location at Hogwarts, Allie had managed to find a place all to herself. Instead of dragging her cauldron along the banks of the lake while trying to find a familiar face (or even a new one) to talk to, today Allie left her belongings propped up against a tree, rolled her pants up to about knee-length, and found a shallow area of the lake to stand in. The water was warm and Allie let her fingers gently glide across the surface. She knew the lake wasn’t necessarily the safest place to be in, but Allie was sure to bring her wand with her-- just in case she were to find any poisonous creatures swimming around her ankles, ready to bite. How awful would it be if Allie were to find herself laying in the hospital with warts all over her legs? She wasn’t even sure if she was allowed in the lake in the first place.
It was about five o’clock and Allie was done classes for the day. She was starting to get hungry, but she figured she could eat a late dinner if she had to-- the lake was too relaxing to leave so soon. Every now and then she would glance back to make sure a Slytherin wasn’t trying to steal her bag-- not that anybody would want a bunch of potion supplies in the first place, but it was almost out of natural instinct to check up on her possessions, especially after the incident that happened in the common room last term when her entire trunk had gone missing for a week. Allie rolled her eyes at the thought of it; it amazed her how immature people could be these days, especially the younger ones. What was it that their parents had been teaching them all of their lives? Nothing, Allie thought, Absolutely nothing.
Suddenly, Allie’s thoughts were interrupted by a loud splash and a sort of tickling sensation on the side of her right foot. Allie looked down to see a small, fish-like creature with a long tail that curled at the end. It was barely moving and seemed to be floating by her ankle. She leaned over to try and see if she could catch it, but with this brusque movement, the fish jerked away and disappeared. Seconds later, it returned, and Allie tried again, plunging her hand into the water to grab the creature as gently as she could. She managed to get a hold of its tail, pulling it out of the water and bringing it to eye-level. She noticed that it did not have any gills, which she thought was strange for a fish, but good for her because now she wouldn’t have to worry about putting it back in the water every thirty seconds. It was interesting-- and kind of cute-- and Allie found herself fascinated by its vibrant green color.
“Hey little guy,” she said, stroking its belly with her finger. It flopped a bit in her hand, but it looked as though it didn’t mind being held. As Allie continued stroking it, it began to make a strange noise oddly similar to that of a purr. Allie laughed to herself at the thought of a fish purring, forgetting for a moment that she was living in a world where such a behavior would be expected of an animal. It was moments like these that made Allie ever thankful for that one letter that landed her in this very school. Her mind started to flash back to the days when the only magic she ever thought existed were the ones she would watch in movies and try to pretend were real, and she became so distracted by her thoughts that she didn’t even realize the sound of water splashing behind her.
It was about five o’clock and Allie was done classes for the day. She was starting to get hungry, but she figured she could eat a late dinner if she had to-- the lake was too relaxing to leave so soon. Every now and then she would glance back to make sure a Slytherin wasn’t trying to steal her bag-- not that anybody would want a bunch of potion supplies in the first place, but it was almost out of natural instinct to check up on her possessions, especially after the incident that happened in the common room last term when her entire trunk had gone missing for a week. Allie rolled her eyes at the thought of it; it amazed her how immature people could be these days, especially the younger ones. What was it that their parents had been teaching them all of their lives? Nothing, Allie thought, Absolutely nothing.
Suddenly, Allie’s thoughts were interrupted by a loud splash and a sort of tickling sensation on the side of her right foot. Allie looked down to see a small, fish-like creature with a long tail that curled at the end. It was barely moving and seemed to be floating by her ankle. She leaned over to try and see if she could catch it, but with this brusque movement, the fish jerked away and disappeared. Seconds later, it returned, and Allie tried again, plunging her hand into the water to grab the creature as gently as she could. She managed to get a hold of its tail, pulling it out of the water and bringing it to eye-level. She noticed that it did not have any gills, which she thought was strange for a fish, but good for her because now she wouldn’t have to worry about putting it back in the water every thirty seconds. It was interesting-- and kind of cute-- and Allie found herself fascinated by its vibrant green color.
“Hey little guy,” she said, stroking its belly with her finger. It flopped a bit in her hand, but it looked as though it didn’t mind being held. As Allie continued stroking it, it began to make a strange noise oddly similar to that of a purr. Allie laughed to herself at the thought of a fish purring, forgetting for a moment that she was living in a world where such a behavior would be expected of an animal. It was moments like these that made Allie ever thankful for that one letter that landed her in this very school. Her mind started to flash back to the days when the only magic she ever thought existed were the ones she would watch in movies and try to pretend were real, and she became so distracted by her thoughts that she didn’t even realize the sound of water splashing behind her.
