- Messages
- 1,479
- OOC First Name
- Kait
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Wand
- Curly 11 1/2 Inch Flexible Vine Wand with Chimera Scale Fragment Core
- Age
- 12/2027
The north tower was one of Lyra's most favorite places in the entire castle. She loved the stars and star-gazing, and astronomy had always been one of her favorite classes. The tower was a place she often snuck away to at night, usually with Felix. She liked to think of the tower as one of the places that belonged to them. It was where her romantic relationship with Felix had first begun during their fifth year. Things had been so different then. Because of the strong emotional attachment of this place to Felix, Lyra had no intentions of visiting the North Tower since her return to the school. She knew she wouldn't be able to go there and not think of Felix and everything to had done to make sure she broke his heart.
Lyra had tried to sleep. She had given it her best effort, but every single time she shut her eyes, Lyra saw only Felix's face. It haunted her dreams. She couldn't shake what Falon had told her yesterday when she had caught her in the courtyard. Being in the same room with her was difficult even now. The Gryffindor girl got out of bed, grabbed a blanket, and snuck out of her house. It was a short, quick journey to the north tower, and she didn't meet anyone on the way. She needed to unpack these emotions, so she could bury them. Lyra wrapped the blanket around herself to shield herself from the wind, and she sank down with her back on the wall. So what if he was going to propose? Lyra couldn't marry him. She wouldn't do that to him. She pulled her knees up to her chest and laid down her head.
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<SIZE size="50">Lyra had tried to sleep. She had given it her best effort, but every single time she shut her eyes, Lyra saw only Felix's face. It haunted her dreams. She couldn't shake what Falon had told her yesterday when she had caught her in the courtyard. Being in the same room with her was difficult even now. The Gryffindor girl got out of bed, grabbed a blanket, and snuck out of her house. It was a short, quick journey to the north tower, and she didn't meet anyone on the way. She needed to unpack these emotions, so she could bury them. Lyra wrapped the blanket around herself to shield herself from the wind, and she sank down with her back on the wall. So what if he was going to propose? Lyra couldn't marry him. She wouldn't do that to him. She pulled her knees up to her chest and laid down her head.
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