Closed Common Ground

[Seraphina My]

@Giselle Rosenberg

Seraphina wasn't sure if she should be anywhere near the Quidditch Pitch at this point, but the Hufflepuff tryouts were happening today, and the Gryffindor still wasn't sure where she and Tilly stood. She had left things pretty abruptly and avoided the Hufflepuff at all costs. However, after meeting a new "friend" this summer, Seraphina felt slightly (like very, very slightly) more confident in approaching the situation. That was, until she had to actually speak. She'd never been good with her words unless it was with her Nonna.

Sitting in view of the pitch, she could see distant shapes whizzing through the sky and wondered if she could make out who people were.

 

[Giselle Rosenberg]

As Giselle made her way to the place she hated to be, but also where she could make her points she felt the wind through her hair. Last night she had an terrible night, she felt tired and more grumpy than ever. She could hear her mothers voice sometimes or see her actually, and that scared her but also it was nice to see her face. Although she wondered if she gone mad. Although she would never tell anyone. There had been an time she was afraid her father and siblings would send her away, she had been kind of unmanageable. But thankfully that didn't happen, so she tried her best to not explode at home. But that ment here it would come all out.

As she looked at the quidditch pitch she saw an image of her mother flying and she closed her eyes quickly afraid to look. She sighted heavy and put her hands before her eyes. It was getting worse, her fear and undealt grief. Her quidditch posters with ''quidditch kills'' fell on the ground as she hold her hands for her eyes, one flew away because of the wind. Giselle quickly took some of the ground and raced after the other, close to an familliar Gryffindor.