- Messages
- 799
- OOC First Name
- Madz
- Blood Status
- Pure Blood
- Relationship Status
- It's Complicated
- Sexual Orientation
- Lesbian
- Age
- 10/2012
Jaden's time at Hogwarts was slowly driving her insane, enough to call her mad right about now. Now that Lily and Jaden had brought their fued to an end, she couldn't put herself to admit she actually missed their fights and arguments. Except for the scars left behind, their bit of war had been entertaining. And her feelings for Lily had completely vanish within times. Jaden tried to resurface those feelings of a crush for Lily again, but it failed. With Anastasia vanishing from her life and Hogwarts being dull, her cousin Ritsuka and her old friend Dederick was something she had to look forward, meeting them both
Soon. She decided to head for the oweely' hoping maybe they had written to her son. Making her way up the flights of steps, the weather outside still warm by the summer's sun, she reached the last step a bit flushed by the heat. Upon reaching the owerly, Jaden did her best to avoid the rubbish droppings and not mind the stench that filled the air. Jumping between droppings Jaden lead herself to the railing. Peaking up towards the mid afternoon skies, she watched several kinds of owls circling the skies. They resemble a sort of dance, Jaden watching closely, nearly at the edge of toes. Someone has to be writing to her, she even wish her parents write often, instead of Jaden getting the usual gazette newsletter her father Ray sends her without even a note.
Soon. She decided to head for the oweely' hoping maybe they had written to her son. Making her way up the flights of steps, the weather outside still warm by the summer's sun, she reached the last step a bit flushed by the heat. Upon reaching the owerly, Jaden did her best to avoid the rubbish droppings and not mind the stench that filled the air. Jumping between droppings Jaden lead herself to the railing. Peaking up towards the mid afternoon skies, she watched several kinds of owls circling the skies. They resemble a sort of dance, Jaden watching closely, nearly at the edge of toes. Someone has to be writing to her, she even wish her parents write often, instead of Jaden getting the usual gazette newsletter her father Ray sends her without even a note.