Kate Johnson
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- Holly wand, 11" Essence of Phoenix Feather
Kate left the noisy common room and went off to the owlery. It was about the middle of the day. There was no post for her so she sighed, and went up another tower to explore. It was the North Tower, well know for a beautiful scene outside the massive stone window. There was a cushiony window seat by the marvelous stone figures near the window. She took a seat and got out her book to read.
However, instead of reading, Kate just sat there, looking out of the window at the stone courtways below. She could see the sun coming out from a soft, fluffy, white cloud and smiled as it shined upon her.
Her mind was not set on the beautifulness of it all, it was set upon the last few weeks, the most hectic time of her life. Her new jeans kept her warm and cosy as did her red Canada jumper. It was plain red, with the word CANADA across it in a fluffy white. She snuggled into it and thought about her time at HNZ.
Her life was changing, she was growing up into a mature, young, pretty and polite woman from the shy and unconfident person she was before she came, but although the school was absolutely awesome, she still felt a pang of missing home.
Kate riggled position and leaned her delicate head and her mousy brown hair against the window pane. She got out her wand from her jeans pocket and rolled it around in her hand.
Kate was thinking about one person, her cousin James and how tough it must be for him. Both his parents were dead, nothing had particually caused it but 5 years ago, his dad had gone with a terrible disease that they didn't treat in time and 2 days ago, his mum had found the same disease on the bottom of her foot - and also to late for help.
She ran a hand through her hair and sighed.
However, instead of reading, Kate just sat there, looking out of the window at the stone courtways below. She could see the sun coming out from a soft, fluffy, white cloud and smiled as it shined upon her.
Her mind was not set on the beautifulness of it all, it was set upon the last few weeks, the most hectic time of her life. Her new jeans kept her warm and cosy as did her red Canada jumper. It was plain red, with the word CANADA across it in a fluffy white. She snuggled into it and thought about her time at HNZ.
Her life was changing, she was growing up into a mature, young, pretty and polite woman from the shy and unconfident person she was before she came, but although the school was absolutely awesome, she still felt a pang of missing home.
Kate riggled position and leaned her delicate head and her mousy brown hair against the window pane. She got out her wand from her jeans pocket and rolled it around in her hand.
Kate was thinking about one person, her cousin James and how tough it must be for him. Both his parents were dead, nothing had particually caused it but 5 years ago, his dad had gone with a terrible disease that they didn't treat in time and 2 days ago, his mum had found the same disease on the bottom of her foot - and also to late for help.
She ran a hand through her hair and sighed.