Harriet Turner
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Harri slowly wondered out to the lawn, it had been a long day of putting on a brave face and slapping on a fake smile everytime someone had asked her what was wrong, but now as the Autum sun sunk lower and lower in the sky, she felt a sense of relief at having escaping the four walls of the castle. She breathed in the cold sharp air feeling her lungs expanding happy at the change from the stuffy common room. Today marked a year since Emma had died. She wasn't one to dwell on the past, but this, well this was serious. As she wondered ever further from the castle she felt like she would never stop walking. Her convereses dragged along the ground and she stumbled a little everynow and again. She cleared her throat fighting back the tears that stung in her eyes. She still had a good few hours before curfew and she intended on sitting out here untill then, despite the fact she had only a t-shirt on. Finally she stopped walking when she found an appealing patch of grass. There was nothing special about where she sat, infact it was sparse and plain, exposed right near the center of the lawn, but she barely noticed. She sat hugging her knees, her chin resting gently upon them. She felt her eyes sting but blinked back the tears once again. Refusing to let her emotions over come her. She looked up into the pink sky, "I miss you," she whispered, no longer able to hold back. A single tear trickled down her cheek.