6th year Cub. Bold. Betrayed by the snitch.🇦🇺
willow was climbing the steps taking tis staircase and then another before going along the corridor and up a couple more flights. it was a good job she had been this way innumerable times because her body was working on muscle memory not conciousactirn. she threw herself on her bed before she realised that she didn't actually want to be there. the pulled herself up picked up her guitar then left the house moving again up the stairs to the highest point of the castle. the north tower. she felt terrible. she had been one of the meanest kind of people she could be and Noelle had been so understanding it just made her feel worse. she sat down resting the instrument on her lap. it wasn't until she was ready to play that she remembered the small box in her hand. she opened it looked at the ring inside before quickly shutting it and putting it beside her. she started plucking stings at random slowly building to chords until she wa playing a melody in minor its tune reflecting what she was feeling. she hadn't picked up her guitar in a while she ad almost not brought it to school with her but right now she was glad that she had the familiar feeling of its smooth wooden curves next to her.