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- 'Yew Wand 13 1/2" Essence of Phoenix Feather'.
Steph wondered an unknown street, she was in an unknown town, in an unknown country. She had packed up from Hogwarts, with no intention of going back. And got the train to an airport, and boarded the nearest plane, not caring where it took her.
Steph was a mess, as any passer by would notice. Her once curvy body, was now as thin as it could be without Steph being in extreme pain, her clothes hung off her body, her joints stuck out, her face was pale, thin, and sad. Her hair hung around her shoulders, thin and straight. And she couldnt hold something for to long, she just wasnt strong enough. But Steph didnt realise, in her head she was still the girl she used to be, well she still looked the same.
Two years of pain had done this to her, she had lost everybody she loved, she had nothing left. No family, and no friends. She barely had herself these days.
Steph fiddled with her jacket zip, chewing her lip and staring at the passing muggles.
Eugh She muttered to herself, looking around at the unfamiliar street, not knowing what to do know, where to go, she put her trunk on the floor, and sat down looking around, and brushing her hair out of her face.
Turning, Steph saw someone, someone who made her heart skip several beats, someone who brought an ache in her chest. Someone who had left, without a single goodbye.
Standing up, she walked toward him, she stared, desperately wanting to know if it was him. Whipering softly, 'Aiden..'
Steph was a mess, as any passer by would notice. Her once curvy body, was now as thin as it could be without Steph being in extreme pain, her clothes hung off her body, her joints stuck out, her face was pale, thin, and sad. Her hair hung around her shoulders, thin and straight. And she couldnt hold something for to long, she just wasnt strong enough. But Steph didnt realise, in her head she was still the girl she used to be, well she still looked the same.
Two years of pain had done this to her, she had lost everybody she loved, she had nothing left. No family, and no friends. She barely had herself these days.
Steph fiddled with her jacket zip, chewing her lip and staring at the passing muggles.
Eugh She muttered to herself, looking around at the unfamiliar street, not knowing what to do know, where to go, she put her trunk on the floor, and sat down looking around, and brushing her hair out of her face.
Turning, Steph saw someone, someone who made her heart skip several beats, someone who brought an ache in her chest. Someone who had left, without a single goodbye.
Standing up, she walked toward him, she stared, desperately wanting to know if it was him. Whipering softly, 'Aiden..'