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- Cherry Wand 12 1/2 Essence of Wood Rose
Classes for the second semester has already begun, yet this did not immediately stop Alliyah to indulge herself in photography. Her SLR camera had been something that always entertained her, ever since her mother had introduced her to it. The camera was a muggle thing that Half Bloods and Pure Bloods would not understand, because of its difference between the cameras of wizards and witches. The photos that it snapped stayed immobile and this, somehow amazed the magical citizens. Alliyah became aware that some people had been staring at the huge bulky thing that hung over her petite neck as she walked around the castle to get to her destination. Her camera had been just fine but she rarely used it nowadays. For some reason, she left in her dorm, scared that it might lose its power. Alliyah still had no idea whether the piece of technology that she had contained a 'battery.' Soon, she'd write a letter to her mother knowing that her mother would answer that small annoying question inside her.
To wear flats for the day made Alliyah feel glad about it. Her footwear made it even more silent when she would take steps on the floor that would usually make footsteps of the person even louder. Her flats made it feel that she was walking barefoot on the ground except for that it was closed on her sole. Taking the final step to the North Tower, she immediately felt the soft breeze on her face. It blew her clothes in the direction of the running wind. Placing both hands on her camera, she walked quietly to the direction of the perfect spot to snap photos. Her feet went closer to the spot but her eyes told her to stop at first. There was already a person there, and she was alone. "Bella? Is that you?" Alliyah asked cautiously as she eyed the person confidently. She wasn't afraid whether she was wrong because of the sensation of correctness. The Gryffindor still had both hands on her camera as she advanced to that blonde on her spot for perfection.
To wear flats for the day made Alliyah feel glad about it. Her footwear made it even more silent when she would take steps on the floor that would usually make footsteps of the person even louder. Her flats made it feel that she was walking barefoot on the ground except for that it was closed on her sole. Taking the final step to the North Tower, she immediately felt the soft breeze on her face. It blew her clothes in the direction of the running wind. Placing both hands on her camera, she walked quietly to the direction of the perfect spot to snap photos. Her feet went closer to the spot but her eyes told her to stop at first. There was already a person there, and she was alone. "Bella? Is that you?" Alliyah asked cautiously as she eyed the person confidently. She wasn't afraid whether she was wrong because of the sensation of correctness. The Gryffindor still had both hands on her camera as she advanced to that blonde on her spot for perfection.