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Lucy had to confess that she'd only ever been to the gardens one or two times in her years at Hogwarts. She'd never really felt reason to, preferring to stay inside and study. Plus, being away for a while had helped.
Though, in recent times, she'd come to enjoy being outside, only for short periods of time. In the last year, her normally very pale complexion had coloured a bit, giving her skin a healthy pink glow. She was careful never to spend too much time outdoors, however, but going outside and walking had really helped her cope since her mother's condition had worsened. While she wasn't exactly the best at coping, she at least looked like she was handling herself and her grief.
It had been about four months now, and she was starting to smile again. In some moments, one could see flashes of the old Lucinda Buckley.
But trials truly made a person, and the young girl who'd left Hogwarts in the middle of her fourth year was now almost an adult. She was rapidly approaching her seventeenth birthday, and it was very easy to tell. She looked older - not in a bad way, she just looked mature.
She was a very different person, but still, the little girl who had left Hogwarts was still in her heart. Just very much repressed.
Today, however, she was going to let her out for a little while. Slipping off her flats, Lucy spun around on the soft grass, a smile crossing her solemn face. Spinning and spinning, until she fell down on her back, her cheeks flushed and her eyes sparkling. She was still a child, even if only for one more month.
Though, in recent times, she'd come to enjoy being outside, only for short periods of time. In the last year, her normally very pale complexion had coloured a bit, giving her skin a healthy pink glow. She was careful never to spend too much time outdoors, however, but going outside and walking had really helped her cope since her mother's condition had worsened. While she wasn't exactly the best at coping, she at least looked like she was handling herself and her grief.
It had been about four months now, and she was starting to smile again. In some moments, one could see flashes of the old Lucinda Buckley.
But trials truly made a person, and the young girl who'd left Hogwarts in the middle of her fourth year was now almost an adult. She was rapidly approaching her seventeenth birthday, and it was very easy to tell. She looked older - not in a bad way, she just looked mature.
She was a very different person, but still, the little girl who had left Hogwarts was still in her heart. Just very much repressed.
Today, however, she was going to let her out for a little while. Slipping off her flats, Lucy spun around on the soft grass, a smile crossing her solemn face. Spinning and spinning, until she fell down on her back, her cheeks flushed and her eyes sparkling. She was still a child, even if only for one more month.