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Kelsey Ariyah Boneheart

mother to elio; trusting
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Blood Status
Mixed Blood
Relationship Status
Single
Sexual Orientation
Heterosexual
Wand
Coconut Wand 14 1/4" Essence of Star Dust
Age
7/2020
The sky was overcast for the first time since Kelsey Ariyah Boneheart had gotten to the country. She was alittle disappointed to be perfectly honest. Though it didn't mean she would not be outside. There was a lesser chance that she could get sunburnt now. Of course she had heard that when the sky was overcast it was an increased likeliness that she would get burnt, but she did not mind this, she always liked to be outside. She was alittle on the pale side from living in England, but other than that her skin was very good. She was going to miss England very much, she already was actually, which was sad. But she knew that when school started to pick up she would be very pleased. She did so love school related things. Though of course that which she was most looking forward too was Quidditch, she was absolutely addicted to Quidditch, she and Kieran both were big fans of the magical sport. Though of course it was pretty much the only sport she knew anyway, which made it more of an Obsession. Her mother had tried to get them into other sports, but the twins had refused to be swayed, which of ocurse sometimes made their mother alittle upset. But Pip didn't care and she was most certain that Kieran did not care much either which was good as she liked to be of the same mind as he twin.

Finding herself in a part of the Grounds that held many plants, Pip realised she was now in the RoseBush. Oh how delightful! This was completely Fabtastic. She was so happy. She knelt near the roses and smelt the lovely aroma. She stood up and picked one of the plants, placing it in her hair which was today in a ponytail, which of course made it alot easier for the flower to stay in her hair. She really loved the outdoors.
 
The bright light of the outdoors made his eyes hurt. They did a lot worse most of the time. Light was Tybalt's weakest point. The color-blindness did not like, light. It was the one thing that had always cause the young boy the most amount of annoyance. No amount of sunglasses, or covering his eyes could ever make most of the sunlight go away. He was just a boy who was trying desperately to be able to see what was in front of him. That morning when he had left the common room, it had been overcast. There had been the smallest amounts of light that had just given him enough to be able to see with relative ease. It had been easy. It had been nice. He had spent a few hours just enjoying his own company. While that wasn't something that most would enjoy, Tybalt was not exactly most people and he enjoyed a lot of things alone. One thing was sitting by the lake. It had been really peaceful, and considering the amount of change that had occurred in the small boy's life it had been pretty necessary. The water, the castle's reflection in the water. It had just been a good few hours of him being able to do that, but it was the better feeling. There were only certain days that Tybalt could be bothered going out. If he didn't want to have to wear glasses then he needed it to be cloudy. He needed it to be overcast in a way that didn't make it too dark, or make it look as though it was about to torrential downpour onto him. The lake however, the more he sat beside it the more his mind lingered. He was sitting about two feet away, and really it was the closest he'd been to a large body of water since..Well, since something that Tybalt would rather forget. He couldn't. It was impossible to. Tybalt closed his eyes and a scream filled his ear. Someone screaming his name. His eyes flew open, and panic rose within him. He looked around himself as he scrambled to his feet, slipping several times on the grass as he attempted to push himself away from the water. He knew there was no-one, it was pretty easy to tell that there was no one. He wasn't exactly surround by people anyway, and very few people ever ended up going outside when it wasn't bright and sunny. That was really the only time that Tybalt had enjoyed going out. It was a wonder that he had managed to be able to live in Georgia for all of his life. It was a wonder that he had actually managed to get some form of a tan too, considering he was really meant to never go out in it. It was very light, and he didn't know it was there. But, it did exist.

As he half walked, half ran, the boy quickly stopped when he realised that he didn't even know where he was going. He was just walking in a direction. Going no where in particular. Just walking. He looked around and noticed that not too far from him, appeared to be a rose garden. His mother had, had one back in Georgia. She had always said that while he couldn't see the flowers for their full beauty that he could still love them. Tybalt had always found it hard to think positively of flowers that he couldn't really see. They were just flowers to him. Roses meant nothing important to him, but this seemed to be different. It seemed to be a singular bush. All in all it had peaked Tybalt curiosity and he felt now he needed to go over. Just to see. Just to see what it offered him as a place. He saw the memorial said. A girl who had died at Hogwarts in her first year, this didn't put too much confidence in his mind. It didn't really make him feel at all safe, but it was surely a one off, and other school had also had a few deaths, it was unavoidable. But, surely the school could've done more to help the girl. Surely. He didn't know anything about the situation, though it made him think of the other Archer, the one the girl, Sara had been talking about. The way she'd talked it almost made it sound like he was dead, did he get a memorial, or did that not really count. Tybalt wondered who the boy was, and how it was possible that he looked like him, and shared the same name. Pure coincidence. All that he was really looking for was for someone to prove to him who it was. But, it wouldn't happen. It was as Tybalt walked a little further he noticed a girl crouched down at the roses. He didn't know what to say, or do. He was a little lost.
 
Pip stood up slightly startled when she heard the foot steps of someone close to her. She smiled when she saw the boy and waved him over. He was wearing a Gryffindor uniform (is that what he is wearing?) So he was obviously a Gryffindor. That didn't matter to her though. She would love to be friends with anyone she met. It was just a thing with her. Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw or Slytherin, she didn't care, she would like to make friends with anyone. Her own twin brother, Kieran, was in Slytherin. She was a little upset because they would not be together all the time, like they usually were. But that didn't mean that she couldn't see Kieran whenever she wanted. Not really, they both had magical mirrors that their mother had given them for precisely this occasion, and for them to call her whenever they ever needed anything. This way it saved them having to write a letter. Pip really disliked writing. She could write, but she didn't really like to. It took away from her creativity. At least that was what she thought anyway.

"Hey there, I'm Kelsey." She told him as she watched him curiously. She was excited at the potential to make a new friend, as she always was. "What's your name? I like your glasses, they are FABTASTIC! Can you see without them or are they just decoration? I would love a pair of glasses like yours, but I don't need any, Kieran doesn't either because we both eat our carrots, is that why you have glasses? Because you didn't eat your carrots." She laughed at her bombardment of questions. And shrugged. Oh well. "Oh hey, do you like Spagoodles?" She asked. They were her favourite thing in the world, though her mother hardly ever let her have any. It sort of made her a little sad to think about it.
 
Talkative people were never this boys forte. They were things he avoided. He didn't pay attention to them because he was pretty sure that he wouldn't do well. He was sure that no matter how hard he tried to be nice to them, he'd always appear scared. The girl that looked up at him and beckoned him over, was one of these people. Even before he got close to her, he could tell. He didn't really see well, but she seemed to be bursting with energy. Seeming to bursting with energy. Enough to make anything seem brighter, and funnily enough he really didn't need things to be brighter. What he needed were for thing to stay as they were. For nothing to change. And for everything to just return to normal. For all the people he knew around him to just go back to normal. He needed a distraction however, which was why he was deciding to not just leave. This girl seemed a little crazy. She seemed to him to be the kind of girl who he could get along with, but maybe from a small distance that didn't make him feel like she could burst into a ray of blinding sunshine everyday. It would be a little annoying if that happened. The young boy had always been used to his younger sister being like that. The two of them were close. He was close to the people that he like. He knew that it was fairly easy to get caught up in everything around them. He had spent the last few months keeping his sister busy while they drove around New Zealand. He had been the one to make sure she didn't get too bored, to be sure that she slept better, to be sure that she was just generally feeling better than he tended to. Which wasn't hard, considering that he really generally did not feel good. When in a car, it was difficult to get comfortable, so the boy was pretty happy to finally have a warm bed. To have a place to call his own, instead of the back of a car driving on the many back streets of this surprisingly large country. Having come from Georgia, he hadn't expected it to be big, sincec it looked a lot smaller on the map, but he'd been surprised. That and they stopped very often. Which he could never explain why, but they just did.

Before he was even completely at the girl she began speaking. Her name was Kelsey, there was a small pause, when he'd been about to say his name, but she continued. Asking his name, but not really giving a pause in which he would be able to tell her his name. He wasn't sure how he was meant to explain who he was unless she said something. She liked his glasses, she used an odd word he didn't know. He was having great difficulty keeping up. He had to track in his head each of the different questions she was asking. Why would he wear glasses for decoration. What difference would that make? What would be the point in that. He didn't see how that could be useful. He didn't see why anyone would want to wear glasses. Having good eyesight was what he was dying to have. Even just eye sight that was black and white, but just not blurry. Really he wanted what everyone else had, but he wasn't allowed that. He had to put up with what he had, which turned out to be very little. Then a boy named Kieran was mentioned. And carrots. He didn't really understand the connection she was trying to make between carrots and eye sight. Finally, she stopped and laughed. Tybalt had no idea where to begin, but before he could, she said something else. This he really didn't understand. It was an odd thing. Spagoodles. This didn't make sense to him. Not in the slightest. The boy looked up at her, smiling ever so slightly as he did so. He met her eyes with his own bright blue eyes and just smiled. He was waiting a few seconds to see if she was done. When it was clear she was, he decided it was safe for him to speak. "I'm Tybalt, I need my glasses, without them, I'm pretty much blind." The boy smiled slightly, pausing for a second. "I'm pretty sure carrots help you see in the dark, and no. What are they?" Tybalt ran back through all the questions he had saved in his head that she had said. It was pretty good for him to have remembered all of them, and the girl reminded him of his sister so much he could only smile at her. The bright blue eyes, showing the same odd happiness he felt talking to the girl. This would definitely get all the bad thoughts out of his head.
 

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