Recent content by Catherine Barrington

Catherine let out a soft sigh as the girl said she didn't have a sweetheart at all. How dull. Catherine thought young people were supposed to be excited to fall in love. Perhaps this girl just. needed some help. "Why not? Has no one caught your eye?" She asked curiously, looking down at the...

Catherine was a little pacified by the girl's apology. Modern children were very rude and she knew she had to get used to that, but it was difficult sometimes. Catherine shook her head at the girl's misunderstanding, floating closer. Her translucent gown drifting in an invisible breeze. “Oh, no...

Catherine blinked a few times at the girl's response before letting out a small huff of irritation. "Well- well yes, but it is quite rude to point that out to a lady." She said, taking out a fan and fanning herself with it, though it didn't as much as stir a hair on her head. She had been dead...

Catherine mainly haunted Brightstone Village, but when the new Hogwarts schoolyear started she couldn't help but want to take a peek. She didn't leave the lower grounds, always too scared she would get lost in the corridors. She knew vaguely that that was irrational, but something just kept her...

Catherine had been visiting Hogwarts more and more recently, peeking in a few times over break. But now the students were back, and the urge to go to the start of year feast had been big. It was familiar, a lot like her own time at Hogwarts had been when she had been alive. The students looked...

Catherine smiled as the boy bowed, then looked at him fondly as he sidestepped the exact issue to be polite. He seemed very sweet. "I know it is cold for you." She said hesitantly. "But, if you're certain." She reached out, her hand hovering close to his. She couldn't touch him exactly, but it...

Catherine could almost imagine she was here as the student she had been so long ago, attending the celebrations like all the others here. She got lost in the music, enjoying herself with a small smile on her face. But as she was approached by a boy, reality crashed in and she gave a small gasp...

The draw of Valentine's Day was one Catherine had been unable to ignore. Almost without realizing it, she had found her way at Hogwarts castle for the celebration. The spirit usually haunted in Brightstone Village, but it seemed like tonight the temptation of romance and celebration was too...

Catherine had been drifting through the village, keeping herself close to invisible as she passed people wandering the streets. She was, for once, not in the mood to talk to the witches and wizards that visited the village. Today, she didn't think she could bear the fear she still sometimes...

Catherine was startled to see the other ghost approach them. She had known Honeydukes had a ghost, but he had intimidated her. Unlike Thomas, he seemed to be a lot older than she was, even if she was born centuries before. She gave the older ghost a small smile, but it seemed like their...

Spending her afterlife in Brightstone wasn't terrible, but it also wasn't terribly exciting. Catherine had to know every inch of the place by now, and she knew almost everyone who lived here by sight too. She was too shy to approach too many people. She noticed Thomas floating around, and headed...

Catherine was glad to see the children seemed less frightened of her now, and nodded to the second girl as she gave her name. It sounded awfully modern, but she supposed things changed. "I had assumed the three of you were friends already, as you were playing together with such familiarity."...

Catherine was waiting for the girl who had stayed behind to tell her friends she hadn't intended to scare them. It was a frightful idea, to think they might think her so impolite and childish as to scare them for a prank. But to her relief, the two children approached her again. Catherine bowed...

Catherine was becoming less visible by the second. She felt embarrassed about scaring children like some sort of ghost from a horror story. That wasn't who she was, she was a lady. Catherine found it harder to focus on the girl in front of her, but there was no reason to be rude to another...

Catherine looked over at the boy and the girl, both far away from her now as they had run off. She remembered how why she rarely approached children, she hated scaring anyone. Even after hundreds of years, Catherine still sometimes forgot she wasn't her old self. As a lady, she had never scared...