The flame speaks to me

[Esme Lively]

Sarita crept out of her room in the middle of the night, making sure she did not disturb her roommates. She had her wand already by the lit when she sweeped along the hallways connected towards the common room steps slowly making her way into the seating area, despite her effort not to make a sound she could hear the floors creak beneath her. But the hall remains still as her housemates continue to sleep in the comfort of their dorms. Sarita at last reached the bottom of the steps, striding towards the middle of the common room and sat in front of the burning fire place. Looking around the common a few times, Sarita made sure the cost was clear before she spoke in her angelic english accent. "Cousin, oh cousin. You summon me here tonight, so where are you?" she question the flames, waiting for a response of some sort. The flames flicker and crackles licking the brick foundation of the chimney. Sarita was sure this was the night her cousin had asked to speak to her, but since students weren't allowed off school grounds and what her cousin wanted to say was urgent, Sarita was curious to see what her cousin wanted. After being in Hogwarts for the first few weeks and acting as if she didn't understand english was sort of in act Sarah was putting on for everyone to see. Her true purpose for returning to Hogwart was much more deeper than anyone would know, thank goodness she took acting classes with Maddiie once when they attending camp took years ago. Sort of the reason why Maddiie had started the Drama club, but to Sarita that idea was pointless.

 

[Jonathan Holland]

This kind of magic was difficult to achieve, even if Jon did go to Drumstrang and their practice constant more along the studies of dark magic. The only reason why both him and Jake were capable of communicating within the flames was all thanks to Roswald little lessons just a few weeks back if they ever did hear words about Maddiie. It was the fastest way to communicate without the necessary of sending owls, when half the time you couldn't really count on a bird instinct to deliver a very important letter. Jon had sent Sarah, his cousin a letter a few days back. He had written the letter in spanish, which was just a brief one explaining he needed to talk to Sarah of importance matters. Sarah was sent to them, well sort of force because Sarah mother was a busy woman. A natural born workaholic to the muggel world, she never had time for her daughter who constantly was always wondering around, getting into danger just because Sarah was an inspired writer. Jon was taken back by the news of Sarah moving with his family, but once they heard she would be in Hogwarts as a Hufflepuff. The Hollawarth brothers and father had asked Sarah to be alert at all time, make sure she heard anything about Maddiie disappearance. But that's not why Jon was talking her tonight, stepping into the flames Jon dropped a ingredient into the flames, whisper a charmed only to extend his neck into the flames. "Sarah? Sarah?" he spoke clearly only the outline of his face poke out of the hufflepuff fireplace, the appearance looked nothing like Jon but of course the outline revealed that it was him. Once Jon heard her voice, he spoke again. "How are you Clarice? Have you found your sister and him?.

 

[Esme Lively]

Sarah rolled her eyes. "Clarice? Since when do you... Oh nevermind" she shrugged even though Jon couldn't see every movement Sarah did, she still was new, making effort understand this way of communicating." Yes I've found my sister. Willow Paradox, figure she didn't go by the surname of our sperm donor " again Sarita shrugged while pulling out a parchment from inside her night robes. "She loud, bossy, and of course clueless " Sarah furthermore explain of who Willow was, unlike her sister Sarah knew who she was of course thanks to her mother and dead beat father. "Makes me wonder if he has anymore Willows scatter around" she laughed at her own joke, the fact that she had her sister of the same age doesn't think much about her father Rafael.
Sarah looked down the parchment, which had a list of a few students, and even some of the transfer. "Brian, ick. I don't even know why you even bother Jon. I know that you worry about that girl but let it go. These two are more pathetic..." Sarah stopped, Jon would get mad she knew it but she continued. "I know you don't love this girl, but you do care..but if she doesn't have respect to tell her boyfriend even about you Jon than maybe she was never a good friend afterall." that was the end of that subject. Sarah wanted to say more but she held her lashing tongue, girls these days she thought to herself rolling her eyes.