Sara Moon
Former 'Claw | Auror | Grieving
- Messages
- 3,744
- OOC First Name
- Maia
- Blood Status
- Muggleborn
- Relationship Status
- Engaged
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Wand
- 12 and a half inches willow with unicorn hair
- Age
- 5/2015
Sara ran out toward the lake, pulling off her flip-flops as she went. It felt good to just run, to have fun, to feel like the Sara Moon that she used yo be. She missed being that way. She used to be fun, and hyper. She used to be slightly saracastic, and funny. She used to love being alive, but now she was more serious, and took responsibility. She didn't like it. She wanted to be like the old her. She sometimes did things like this, just let herself go, and it was so fun. She felt more alive, and she loved it. Her hair was loose as she ran, she'd worn a bikini before leaving her House, thinking that she may possibly go swimming. The Irish sea was much colder than that of New Zealand, so goig swimming here was much more fun. She didn't know if it was against the rules, but she'd jumped into the lake before, and not gotten in trouble, so she felt that she could enjoy herself today, and if there were consequences, she'd deal with them later.
Upon reaching the lake she lay down in the grass, loving the feel of it against her skin. It was Autumn now, and the air was slowly loosing it's wamth, however from returning to England every Summer, even Winter felt warm to her in New Zealand-unless, of course-there was snow. Meeting Ryan the other day had been tiring. She'd tackled him to the ground, and threatened him with her wand. Yes, it had been a tad extreme, and perhaps over-dramatic, but Ryan deserved it-he needed a wake-up call, even if he hated her for it. She smild, breathing in the scent of the grass, of the warm, moist air around her. She loved New Zealand, she loved Hogwarts. It was her home, and she didn't know what she'd do when she left. She just needed a distraction, some fun. Jake was nowhere to be found, neither was Willow, or Dante. She felt like a spare part, and she needed to find something to do. She looked across the lake, and decided that she woould, in fact, go swimming. She pulled off her dress-the grounds were empty. She couldn't see anyone around. She immediately sprinted, and jumped into the lake, the cold water assaulting her skin. She surfaced and gasped for air, smiling at the sensation. She hadn't been swimming in too long, and she'd always loved the water. She knew that if anyone walked up, and saw her they might be shocked. She was a prefect, and here she was, swimming in the school lake, in a bikini. Not entirely suitable, but she didn't think she cared, she was enjoying herself.
Upon reaching the lake she lay down in the grass, loving the feel of it against her skin. It was Autumn now, and the air was slowly loosing it's wamth, however from returning to England every Summer, even Winter felt warm to her in New Zealand-unless, of course-there was snow. Meeting Ryan the other day had been tiring. She'd tackled him to the ground, and threatened him with her wand. Yes, it had been a tad extreme, and perhaps over-dramatic, but Ryan deserved it-he needed a wake-up call, even if he hated her for it. She smild, breathing in the scent of the grass, of the warm, moist air around her. She loved New Zealand, she loved Hogwarts. It was her home, and she didn't know what she'd do when she left. She just needed a distraction, some fun. Jake was nowhere to be found, neither was Willow, or Dante. She felt like a spare part, and she needed to find something to do. She looked across the lake, and decided that she woould, in fact, go swimming. She pulled off her dress-the grounds were empty. She couldn't see anyone around. She immediately sprinted, and jumped into the lake, the cold water assaulting her skin. She surfaced and gasped for air, smiling at the sensation. She hadn't been swimming in too long, and she'd always loved the water. She knew that if anyone walked up, and saw her they might be shocked. She was a prefect, and here she was, swimming in the school lake, in a bikini. Not entirely suitable, but she didn't think she cared, she was enjoying herself.