- Messages
- 5
- Wand
- A pretty darn cool one!
Classes had not yet started, and Lyn was being her normal self. Wandering the grounds, talking loudly to herself and sitting by the lake. Hogwarts was so peaceful. Lyn wanted to practice her ballet, but she hadn't been able to find an empty room. Wherever she went, people seemed to gravitate towards her. Angel was the opposite, Lyn's sister seemed to make people evaporate like water in the sun.
Lyn hadn't talked to Angel since the sorting, but she didn't mind. They would talk in class, or Lyn would find her sister tonight. She knew Angel still thought Hogwarts was a joke, but Lyn knew that Angel would like Hogwarts if she gave it a chance.
Lyn walked slowly through the gardens, a smile playing on the girl's face. The girl looked around, but saw nobody. Lyn carefully placed her ballet shoes on the ground, and kicked off her other shoes. Lyn looked at her outfit, something her mother had packed for her. Lyn put on her practice ballet shoes, and stood up.
It had been almost a week since she had gone to the studio, and now it would be until next break. Lyn didn't like that, but she could deal with it. But she was worried about Angel. Angel hated change, and couldn't stand not being near a studio. Lyn adapted to situations, even if she didn't like them.
Lyn did a few warm-ups, then leaped, a grand jeté. "I really need Angel..." Lyn murmered, sighing. Angel was much better at ballet than her, Lyn was an ice-skater, not a ballerina,
Lyn hadn't talked to Angel since the sorting, but she didn't mind. They would talk in class, or Lyn would find her sister tonight. She knew Angel still thought Hogwarts was a joke, but Lyn knew that Angel would like Hogwarts if she gave it a chance.
Lyn walked slowly through the gardens, a smile playing on the girl's face. The girl looked around, but saw nobody. Lyn carefully placed her ballet shoes on the ground, and kicked off her other shoes. Lyn looked at her outfit, something her mother had packed for her. Lyn put on her practice ballet shoes, and stood up.
It had been almost a week since she had gone to the studio, and now it would be until next break. Lyn didn't like that, but she could deal with it. But she was worried about Angel. Angel hated change, and couldn't stand not being near a studio. Lyn adapted to situations, even if she didn't like them.
Lyn did a few warm-ups, then leaped, a grand jeté. "I really need Angel..." Lyn murmered, sighing. Angel was much better at ballet than her, Lyn was an ice-skater, not a ballerina,