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- Oak 14 3 / 4 Essence of Raven Feather
It was a chilly May day, and lunch had just ended in the Great Hall. Meyke could tell this as she saw a wave of students emerging from the front doors to embark on walks .. or whatever it was they did. The Slytherin had been here for just a few days, and already she was thinking about back home. Despite being so eager to get out of there, she missed the routine of it all. The thought that no matter how hard your day had been, you could retreat inside your room at the end.
Here Meyke felt none of this - no routine, no privacy, no safety. The only place she felt remotely secluded and able to reflect was in the school owlery. There was something soothing about the gentle hooting of the owls around her, and as long as they didn't come too close her, she had ample room to think. And that was just what the Slytherin was doing, sitting on the window ledge thinking, when we heard footsteps approaching up the winding staircase.
Here Meyke felt none of this - no routine, no privacy, no safety. The only place she felt remotely secluded and able to reflect was in the school owlery. There was something soothing about the gentle hooting of the owls around her, and as long as they didn't come too close her, she had ample room to think. And that was just what the Slytherin was doing, sitting on the window ledge thinking, when we heard footsteps approaching up the winding staircase.