- Messages
- 9,177
- OOC First Name
- Amanda
- Blood Status
- Half Blood
- Relationship Status
- Widow
- Age
- 45
Estrella was quite irritated with the fact that she hadn't been able to find anywhere private to practice in this gargantuan school, running into person after annoying person. First, it had been some rather giggly Gryffindor first years, and then it had been Bella, telling her how she had changed and not improving her mood a bit.
So, a few days later, she decided that she would try the dungeons, as they were a rather dark place that not many students dared to venture into. Her face was cold stone as she pushed on the door of a seemingly empty classroom, smirking as she viewed its wide space and lack of people in general. Shutting the door behind her, she locked it with Collorportus for more reinforcement that others would not bother her, her expression focused on an empty vial that sat on a shelf.
Hoping that she wouldn't be busted for destruction of school property or anything, she held it in her hands, dwelling on the current things that made her angry. People in general were one thing, although she had allowed herself to push Kale from her mind.
Her dark eyes screwed up in concentration, she gave a sigh of frustration as not just the vial she had been focusing on burst into shards, but the whole shelf along with it. Repairing what she could with magic, she flopped onto a bench, pulling a shard out of her palm and wondering when she was going to ever get this right. She was a rather impatient person, and did not want to practice at it as her father had told her to.
So, a few days later, she decided that she would try the dungeons, as they were a rather dark place that not many students dared to venture into. Her face was cold stone as she pushed on the door of a seemingly empty classroom, smirking as she viewed its wide space and lack of people in general. Shutting the door behind her, she locked it with Collorportus for more reinforcement that others would not bother her, her expression focused on an empty vial that sat on a shelf.
Hoping that she wouldn't be busted for destruction of school property or anything, she held it in her hands, dwelling on the current things that made her angry. People in general were one thing, although she had allowed herself to push Kale from her mind.
Her dark eyes screwed up in concentration, she gave a sigh of frustration as not just the vial she had been focusing on burst into shards, but the whole shelf along with it. Repairing what she could with magic, she flopped onto a bench, pulling a shard out of her palm and wondering when she was going to ever get this right. She was a rather impatient person, and did not want to practice at it as her father had told her to.