- Messages
- 302
- OOC First Name
- Alexis
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Single
- Sexual Orientation
- Homosexual
- Wand
- Curly 10 1/2 Inch Sturdy Cypress Wand with Fairy Wing Core
- Age
- 32
The day gave sun and warmth on the grounds however as evening fell it became bitingly cold around Hogwarts where the rebellious few might stay out past curfew, exploring how many boundaries they could push without getting into trouble. Zara was in no way that person as she enjoyed rules, order, and above all else safety. She knew many wouldn't be able to appreciate this in her and she made it difficult to have a large circle of friends but she had a close few - even if one she had strong feelings against and another she had confusing feelings towards. Over the holidays it had become clear to her that one of those feelings was not as normal as it should be with her mother discussing crushes and how she had felt about Zara's late father. She was told that soon the Ravenclaw would develop them too, perhaps even to an unlikely boy but the idea had made her feel a little nauseated. It was for this reason that the dark haired girl had gone to the towers to look at the stars and collect her thoughts or at the very least to settle her stomach with the cool air in her face.
As she approached the view point of the tower, Zara sighed as she already felt a little better. With Scorpius looking after her - the constellation and her father - she knew that she was better off. So she leaned against the cold stonework and looked up at the stars and wondered if she should be as troubled by all of this as she was. If this was normal or if she had to keep her concerns to herself. She wanted someone to talk to about this but she had never been able to talk with her mother and while it was normally Zara and Lennon against the world she knew instinctively that he wouldn't understand.
As she approached the view point of the tower, Zara sighed as she already felt a little better. With Scorpius looking after her - the constellation and her father - she knew that she was better off. So she leaned against the cold stonework and looked up at the stars and wondered if she should be as troubled by all of this as she was. If this was normal or if she had to keep her concerns to herself. She wanted someone to talk to about this but she had never been able to talk with her mother and while it was normally Zara and Lennon against the world she knew instinctively that he wouldn't understand.