Fix You--Ana

[alice cauldwell]

A lot had happened over the last few weeks. She'd spoken to a boy, the Malfoy boy, who'd told her about the Death Eaters. The little girl, only fourteen, had been confused at the time and now regretted even talking to him. Of course Alice hadn't been able to help it, she was just rather vulnerable lately. Ever since that day she'd been careful, maybe even acting a little less rude towards everyone. Alice really didn't want to get on anyone's bad side, she just wasn't in the mood for that after the whole commotion that had happened. Alice needed to have people she could count on, even if it meant she had to be nice for a bit.

Sitting down at the Ravenclaw table the fourth year stared ahead, ignoring the dinner in front of her. Friday marked the weekend, a Hogsmede trip would be tomorrow afternoon to the late evening. Maybe until even midnight. Alice and Rhys were going on a date and all day she'd had butterflies in her stomach. Since it was fall Alice figured she'd wear some traditional converse sneakers, a fleece and good fitted jeans. Alice knew Rhys usually liked things plain and simple, he also liked Ravenclaw girls but currently had chosen Alice. She hoped it would last for the year hopefully, but he was really good looking and there were girls a lot older than her. She just didn't have the competition as them.

Finally Alice managed to pick up a few potatoes and pieces of fruit, picking at it while trying to ignore the feelings in her stomach. She really wished that someone were able to help her right now, maybe an older student. She'd even let a Hufflepuff give her some tips on how to be a little less nervous so Alice could at least eat her food without feeling as if she'd see it later. Eating a few bites then taking a few deep breaths Alice looked up at the fake sky silhouette. Rain pounded down from the looks, she just hoped it wouldn't ruing her date tomorrow at all. Alice wanted a lot to be perfect for that.

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[Anastasia Khol]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r71/maggiesrpstuff/BACKGROUNDS/fk5qwnjpg.png); width: 457px; padding-top: 30; padding-bottom: 30; -moz-border-radius: 35 35 35 35; -webkit-border-radius: 35 35 35 35;] hi » WHAT A MESS. Ana considered herself a very lucky girl. As far as family went, she had great parents and a decent amount of extended relatives. She had been the only child, but didn't mind, as she was never a good sharer anyways. Born into a muggle family, she had always felt slightly out of place, and that never left her, not even at Hogwarts. The little blue house, atop of a hill where she had grown up was good to her, and the people she had left behind to study at Hogwarts would always have a piece of her heart. Yes, she was lucky. Yet, she still felt lost. She wasn't sure what it was, but something about that day and age just didn't make sense to her. Maybe she just didn't make sense. The more time passed, the darker it began to feel. Not literally, but in the sense that there were always people looking over their shoulders, and Ana was beginning to feel inclined to do the same. When she went out, say to Hogsmede, she just didn't feel safe anymore. Magic no longer felt like the buffer between her and danger. This was saying quite a bit, considering Anastasia didn't have a cautious bone in her body. As a child, she would never look both ways before crossing the street, oblivious to the outside world. She was stuck in her own little world, and was happier that way. Life, Ana had decided a long time ago, was like swinging. She'd always liked closing her eyes and leaning all the way back before hurdling herself off. She knew the ground was coming, it always did, but she enjoyed the fall more when she wasn't thinking about the consequences that would ensure. In life, there would always be bad times, but it was better to enjoy every second of the good, instead of dwelling on what she couldn't change. Among Ana's favorite places was the Black Lake, or really anywhere in the grounds. She liked to be barefoot, and feel the squishy mud on her toes. Everything, Ana thought, was better hands on. She was not a theoretical kind of person. Maybe that was why she would often shuck off her responsibilities in favor of rock skipping. Math was hard, because the numbers were all theoretical. Ana liked potions. Or more, she liked dumping random substances in a cauldron. She wasn't very good at structured potions. Or structured anything, really. Unfortunately, though, fall was beginning to shift into something colder. On a particularly dreary Thursday, it began to rain. Ana looked out the stained glass window of a classroom, and sighed heavily. No skipping rocks today, she thought. After her classes ended, she took her sweet time wandering about, and eventually got so lost in her own world that she lost track of time. She made her way into the Great Hall, and was relieved to see there was still food out. However, the crowd had thinned considerably. In fact, the Hufflepuff was all but deserted. The only few people left were a group of highly made up snobs, and Ana did not care to sit with them. So, she broke a teeny rule, and sat with her dear friend, Alice. The Ravenclaw was only a fourth year, and Ana liked her better than half of her own class. Alice and Ana got on great, and were more like sisters than anything else. Lately, though, Alice had seemed troubled. Ana sat down across from her friend, and noticed a well picked at plate. Hardly anything had been eaten, and Alice didn't appear to be working on eating more. Ana grabbed a plate and began serving herself some chicken. "Hello, Alice! You alright? You look a bit.. ill?" Ana raised an eyebrow and took a bite. Whatever had been bothering Alice, she was going to get to the bottom of it. yay<3

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