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, her heels weren't exactly the proper attire, but she wanted to get away from the castle. She had no homework, and no study to do. Everyone was leaving, everyone. Stefan was gone, and she missed him. He was one of her closest friends, and he's disappeared. He'd gone, left them, and she knew he had his reasons, but it hurt. She had no idea how it must feel for Kate. Then Jake had disappeared, she hadn't seen him in months and she missed him. She hadn't seen Dante or Willow in months. Her friends were her family now, since her and Kate had fallen apart. She'd never been particularly close to Star-she loved her sister, but Star was quiet and couldn't really handle Sara. She'd always been close to Ryan, he'd been her partner in crime. She was very close to her parents, and things between her and Kate were good now. Though Ryan had cut himself off completely. He barely spoke to any of them anymore. she'd seen him around the school. He'd changed completely. his hair had grown lighter, and he'd grown taller. He used to look like Sara, but now him and Star actually looked like twins. The same was true with Sara herself. She looked much more like Kate than she used to. Her hair had darkened, and her tan had evened out a bit, rather than changing completely every season. It was disconcerting, changing, looking different. She looked in the mirror now, and sometimes wished she could see the little girl who had come to Hogwarts originally. The girl who had her future in front of her, who had new friends to make. The girl who was close to her family, who knew what her place in the world. Why did everything have to change?
Then, at other times, she was glad, glad that her life had changed. She didn't really miss the closeness with her sister-they'd smothered each other. Their personailities just didn't suit, but Ryan...Ryan was different. He'd been her brother, her friend, and she really missed him. she missed the old him, the one who she'd been protective of, the boy who's played guitar, annd had one of the purest hearts she knew. She knew that he sometimes resented being put in Slytherin. She often wondered if things would've been different if he'd been in one of the other three houses. She was walking along the lawn, and her heels were sinking into the grass. It was extremely irritating, so she leant down and pulled them off. They were nice shoes, she'd bought them over the Summer. The sun was high in the sky, and there was a pleasant breeze blowing. The sun was extremely hot, and she was glad she'd worn a light skirt. Her hair was down, and straightened. She felt light and airy, perfectly content, with the weather at least. Once she reached the cliffs, she placed her shoes about a metre away from the cliffs, and took a seat, with her legs hanging over the egde, and she kicked out into the sun. She rocked forward and back,not worried at all, there would be enchantments on the cliffs so that she could not fall and die. The day made her feel like singing, and she began. She hadn't practiced as she should, and her singer teacher would be annoyed. It was one of her favourite songs;
Then, at other times, she was glad, glad that her life had changed. She didn't really miss the closeness with her sister-they'd smothered each other. Their personailities just didn't suit, but Ryan...Ryan was different. He'd been her brother, her friend, and she really missed him. she missed the old him, the one who she'd been protective of, the boy who's played guitar, annd had one of the purest hearts she knew. She knew that he sometimes resented being put in Slytherin. She often wondered if things would've been different if he'd been in one of the other three houses. She was walking along the lawn, and her heels were sinking into the grass. It was extremely irritating, so she leant down and pulled them off. They were nice shoes, she'd bought them over the Summer. The sun was high in the sky, and there was a pleasant breeze blowing. The sun was extremely hot, and she was glad she'd worn a light skirt. Her hair was down, and straightened. She felt light and airy, perfectly content, with the weather at least. Once she reached the cliffs, she placed her shoes about a metre away from the cliffs, and took a seat, with her legs hanging over the egde, and she kicked out into the sun. She rocked forward and back,not worried at all, there would be enchantments on the cliffs so that she could not fall and die. The day made her feel like singing, and she began. She hadn't practiced as she should, and her singer teacher would be annoyed. It was one of her favourite songs;
Looking into your eyes
Is like watching the night sky,
Or a beautiful sunrise.
There's so much they hold.
And you're just like them old stars.
I can see that you've come so far,
To be right where you are.
How old is your soul?
................
Is like watching the night sky,
Or a beautiful sunrise.
There's so much they hold.
And you're just like them old stars.
I can see that you've come so far,
To be right where you are.
How old is your soul?
................