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- Daphne
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- Curly 11 1/2 Inch Flexible Yew Wand with Fairy Wing Core
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- 10/2033 (28)
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Diana was still crying, rushing through the corridors aimlessly. She was vaguely aware that she had to go to her dormitory, and that that was located in the dungeons, but she couldn't entirely think clearly on how to get there. Edmund's words were crowding in her head, only making her want to cry more. Diana had never felt this powerless before, and hadn't realized just how much of her heart she had given to the boy. She hadn't realized he could hurt her like this, and now that she did she hated it with every fiber of her being. She was certain she could never look at him again, never be in the same room again. This pain was terrible, and she wished she could hate the boy who had done this to her.
She was somewhere in one of the corridors below the fourth one when she realized she couldn't go on. At least it seemed a little emptier than the one she had just been in. Diana was normally very aware of how she looked to others, but at this moment she simply couldn't care. She allowed herself to sink to the floor with her back against the wall in a small alcove, covering her face in her hands. All she could do was cry for now. She had thought so highly of herself for having a boyfriend, and had enjoyed it so much. Now all that seemed silly, and she could already imagine people laughing about her and talking about her. All that would be bearable, if she hadn't actually been hurt by Edmund. But he had come to mean more to her than just the status of having a boyfriend, but she apparently hadn't meant anything to him.
*((Feel free to have your character have witnessed what happened, but please don't have them figure out what actually happened if they did see it. Or at least not tell Diana.))
Diana was still crying, rushing through the corridors aimlessly. She was vaguely aware that she had to go to her dormitory, and that that was located in the dungeons, but she couldn't entirely think clearly on how to get there. Edmund's words were crowding in her head, only making her want to cry more. Diana had never felt this powerless before, and hadn't realized just how much of her heart she had given to the boy. She hadn't realized he could hurt her like this, and now that she did she hated it with every fiber of her being. She was certain she could never look at him again, never be in the same room again. This pain was terrible, and she wished she could hate the boy who had done this to her.
She was somewhere in one of the corridors below the fourth one when she realized she couldn't go on. At least it seemed a little emptier than the one she had just been in. Diana was normally very aware of how she looked to others, but at this moment she simply couldn't care. She allowed herself to sink to the floor with her back against the wall in a small alcove, covering her face in her hands. All she could do was cry for now. She had thought so highly of herself for having a boyfriend, and had enjoyed it so much. Now all that seemed silly, and she could already imagine people laughing about her and talking about her. All that would be bearable, if she hadn't actually been hurt by Edmund. But he had come to mean more to her than just the status of having a boyfriend, but she apparently hadn't meant anything to him.
*((Feel free to have your character have witnessed what happened, but please don't have them figure out what actually happened if they did see it. Or at least not tell Diana.))