Recent content by Margo Fox

Margo let out a choked sound as Michael confirmed what she already knew. He wouldn't ask her. He would rather let her go then make her hold her breath. She knew he never would. Which was probably why she loved him. And if she knew all that, then why did it hurt so much? She looked down at the...

Margo had meant for her words to come off as encouraging. Optimistic even. But listening to Michael go on about how terrible the next year would be she felt some of that hope dim and she slowly let go of his hand. She fully agreed with him. It would be awful. She would feel like part of herself...

Margo nodded along as Michael talked about washing as if this were just normal small talk, as if she weren't waiting for some other shoe to drop. And then there it was. She had brought up the topic first but he was the first to say the truth out loud. It was going to suck. She spared him a...

Margo smiled as Michael kissed her on the cheek. It was a common gesture between them but it still made her stomach flutter. "Not long at all." she insisted as they started walking together. They had only made it a few steps before her hand found his hand and she gave it a gentle squeeze. Her...

Margo had always been very good at putting things she didn't want to think about in neat little boxes and then throwing herself into anything that would keep her busy and far away from those boxes. For the longest time it the biggest box had been her brother, all of him, shut tight and kept far...

Margo was doing her best to not let the her more melancholy thoughts get in the way of enjoying her last meal at Hogwarts. She wanted to enjoy it and commit it to memory. More than anything she wanted to sit with her friends, or Michael but they were stuck at their own house tables for now...

Margo had been mentally preparing for this day for weeks. She knew it was supposed to be a celebration but there was also a deep sadness in her chest and she was too scared too look. Graduation was supposed be an end but also the beginning of the rest of her life. Michael not graduating with her...

HOGWARTS MONTHLY: Y46 SEMESTER 2 ISSUE ANOTHER YEAR, ANOTHER GOODBYE By Margo Fox (Kadi) Welcome back as we celebrate getting through yet another semester here at Hogwarts! I'm sure all the students taking their OWLs and NEWTs are glad to be done with them and now it's the professor's turn...

Margo sent her final letter to Avery with a lump in her throat that she couldn’t seem to swallow. She had tried to plead with her brother but he wouldn’t listen. He made it clear that she could write him novels and it would all fall on deaf ears. Nothing could come between him and whatever...

Margo could barely eat in the days after her last letter from Avery. She hadn’t known what to say and when she did, she replied a bit desperately. But she hadn’t known what else to do, how else was she supposed to react to her brother’s refusal to even see her. She could feel him trying to pull...

Margo had been shaken by her brother’s first letter. She hadn’t known what to expect when he finally reached out but it wasn’t that. She had known what she wanted to happen. She had wanted him to apologize for his absence and rush to organize some kind of reunion. For him to write to their...

The tension Margo had carried around with her most of last semester had eased up finally. Talking to Michael had helped. She still caught herself staring up at the owls as the mail was delivered each day but she had stopped holding her breath as the weeks went on. She had done her part and now...

Margo smiled as Teddy, a boy she had to track down earlier, handed her a rose. "I did." she said with a laugh. "And thank you." she said as she took the rose and read the note. She smiled and held the note tight as she read her friends words. She was going to hate not having her friends so close...

Margo gave the other girl a nod as she took the flower to see who this one was from. She flipped open the note and read it quickly. But as she got to the name at the end she felt a small flash of panic. Why hadn't she thought to send a rose to Ngawaiata? It was far too late to do anything about...

Margo was relieved when the girl held out a rose for her and she smiled. "Oh, thanks." she said before taking the flower and the note. She opened the note and read it quickly. She let out a soft chuckle as she read what Aine wrote. She wasn't sure if her roommate was going to send her a rose...