- Messages
- 483
- OOC First Name
- Clara
- Blood Status
- Muggleborn
- Relationship Status
- Single (Looking)
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Age
- 8/2032 (18)
-open after Marijke-
Sara never thought she would ever get to the point of wanting to be away from Hogwarts, to be back at home with her siblings. This whole semester had been lonely for the sixth year and right now, she would do anything to make herself feel less alone. She still had Quidditch, but hadn't really met up with some of her friends from her younger years at the school in a long time. She missed doing anything else besides studying and being up on a broom, even though Quidditch was currently the only thing that could distract her from her thoughts. Earlier than day the brunette had received a letter from Leo, asking if she was alright and how he was getting worried because she had hardly sent any owls the past few weeks. She had, of course, replied with the most common, typical excuse any person would use, that she was busy. She knew very well however that he wouldn't buy it, still, she hoped he would just let it go. She decided to clear her head by spending the afternoon at the lake, hoping to just sit and soak in some sun without needing to think so much. When she found a good spot, Sara lay down and after a few minutes, closed her eyes, trying to ease the headache she'd had all morning.
Sara never thought she would ever get to the point of wanting to be away from Hogwarts, to be back at home with her siblings. This whole semester had been lonely for the sixth year and right now, she would do anything to make herself feel less alone. She still had Quidditch, but hadn't really met up with some of her friends from her younger years at the school in a long time. She missed doing anything else besides studying and being up on a broom, even though Quidditch was currently the only thing that could distract her from her thoughts. Earlier than day the brunette had received a letter from Leo, asking if she was alright and how he was getting worried because she had hardly sent any owls the past few weeks. She had, of course, replied with the most common, typical excuse any person would use, that she was busy. She knew very well however that he wouldn't buy it, still, she hoped he would just let it go. She decided to clear her head by spending the afternoon at the lake, hoping to just sit and soak in some sun without needing to think so much. When she found a good spot, Sara lay down and after a few minutes, closed her eyes, trying to ease the headache she'd had all morning.