Kayleigh White
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Silence. Dead Silence. The night had fallen and no one seemed to be around. A blonde girl walked outside on the lawn. Her feet bare and her hair full of long blonde curls. The wind blew softly as the thin arms of Kayleigh Meghan White wrapped around her crossing gracefully across her chest where her coat was keeping her as warm as possible. The chill of the wind still seemed to go through the fabric. Her skinny jeans of the colour black was not warm at all, as the wind blew through the fabric as well. Staying warm didn't seem like an option yet the light from the moonlight made up for the coldness. No it didn't make this young Slytherin girl any warmer, but it did indeed make it worth the walk outside.
That was the reason why Kayleigh Meghan was outside at all at this time. It was the moonlight. The one thing that made the young girl feel like she was back home in her small Aussie town sitting on her favourite bench enjoying the moonlight shining off everything. Making everything look like it's true self. It's real self. Yet since she had been at Hogwarts New Zealand, there had been little experiences with the moonlight. Not enough for this green eyed girl at all.
The wind continued to blow softly as the footsteps of this girl continued to walk along the lawn. Empty. Silent. Comforting. Life like this is what Kayleigh seemed to love. Used to love and in a way really did still love. The quiet life of being lonely or more to the point of being alone. Step. Step. The grass crunched slightly under her small feet with each step. The wind seemed to disappear in her mind for she had learned to tune out the cold. Tune out those she found unpleasant such as the talking of professors and the annoying snores of the girls in the dorms. Though right now all Kayleigh had to tune out was the weather. Not that difficult.
Finally the footsteps of the slytherin princess reached the top of the cliffs. A small smile crossed her lips for less than a second. Running her hand through her curls, Kayleigh sat down gracefully and carefully on the ground her green eyes closing softly. Her ears picked up the sound of the wind though her other senses tuned it out. Perfect. Well not completely perfect. Of course there could be other things that would have made it perfect. She could have been back home in a town that knew her name. No one here knew the White name. No one here really knew Kayleigh at all. She could have been sitting outside with her grandmother like they used to do when Kayleigh was young. That probably started her love for the night. Her grandmother started a lot of things in the young girl. The love for the moonlight. The love for drama. The love for those muggle television shows that no one but the older generation decided to watch. Though without her grandmother Kayleigh had not lost interest in those things. She just continued to love them. She just didn't show it to the public as much. It was almost embarassing. So actually this night out of the castle past dark in the moonlight alone was not like the old days not like Sydney. Not really home but it was close enough for this first year girl.
Word Count: 575
Outfit: Shirt and Jeans
Jacket
Notes: sort of short post, but the replies
will be longer I hope =)
That was the reason why Kayleigh Meghan was outside at all at this time. It was the moonlight. The one thing that made the young girl feel like she was back home in her small Aussie town sitting on her favourite bench enjoying the moonlight shining off everything. Making everything look like it's true self. It's real self. Yet since she had been at Hogwarts New Zealand, there had been little experiences with the moonlight. Not enough for this green eyed girl at all.
The wind continued to blow softly as the footsteps of this girl continued to walk along the lawn. Empty. Silent. Comforting. Life like this is what Kayleigh seemed to love. Used to love and in a way really did still love. The quiet life of being lonely or more to the point of being alone. Step. Step. The grass crunched slightly under her small feet with each step. The wind seemed to disappear in her mind for she had learned to tune out the cold. Tune out those she found unpleasant such as the talking of professors and the annoying snores of the girls in the dorms. Though right now all Kayleigh had to tune out was the weather. Not that difficult.
Finally the footsteps of the slytherin princess reached the top of the cliffs. A small smile crossed her lips for less than a second. Running her hand through her curls, Kayleigh sat down gracefully and carefully on the ground her green eyes closing softly. Her ears picked up the sound of the wind though her other senses tuned it out. Perfect. Well not completely perfect. Of course there could be other things that would have made it perfect. She could have been back home in a town that knew her name. No one here knew the White name. No one here really knew Kayleigh at all. She could have been sitting outside with her grandmother like they used to do when Kayleigh was young. That probably started her love for the night. Her grandmother started a lot of things in the young girl. The love for the moonlight. The love for drama. The love for those muggle television shows that no one but the older generation decided to watch. Though without her grandmother Kayleigh had not lost interest in those things. She just continued to love them. She just didn't show it to the public as much. It was almost embarassing. So actually this night out of the castle past dark in the moonlight alone was not like the old days not like Sydney. Not really home but it was close enough for this first year girl.
Word Count: 575
Outfit: Shirt and Jeans
Jacket
Notes: sort of short post, but the replies
will be longer I hope =)