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Karen Davies

What we see when we aren't looking

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New Year's Eve, VH34


There was a certain much needed peace around the pond that day. It was almost as if the water was telling the world that serenity did still exist, and while Karen had never particularly yearned for that serenity in the past, it was nice to see it as the world kept on changing around her.


It had been months since the attacks at Hogwarts and Hogsmeade, and while she had escaped with a clean bill of health and a stable mind, the same couldn't be said for the other occupants in the castle. The attacks weren't he only thing on her mind that day, though. After months of ignoring summons to 'Career Advice' meetings, a final one had come from Professor Ripley that morning telling her that under no uncertain terms was she to miss the next appointment, with him this time, under threat of being held back. And then there were OWLs. They were looming around the corner, and while she inherently didn't put much stock in standardized testing, the weight was still present. If she failed the wrong test or chose the wrong path, it would decide what she could or couldn't do for the rest of her life. It was suffocating.


Next to the pond, though, there were no expectations, no change on the horizon except the flip of a calendar page and the start of a new year. She had started out early that morning wishing to avoid the preparations for the Davies New Year party; Axel would be arriving around noon, so she only had a few hours that would be all her own. The crisp December morning air was threatening to cut through the extensive layers of warm clothing she had piled on before leaving, and not for the first time, she cursed the restriction that meant she couldn't use magic outside of school. A warming charm would have been nice at that moment. The only true casualties of the cold, though, were her cheeks poking above her heavy wool scarf, tinged pink. She burrowed her chin deeper into the scarf to accommodate, shifting her back against the tree as she brought her bent knees closer. Her gaze lazily tracked a disturbance in the water as she let the serenity of her sanctuary wash over her. There was nothing else in the world but this place, for the moment.

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