Ginger Pierce
June 16, 2017 11:42 AM
Wishing well by Ginger Pierce
Sixth year was the calm between the storms. While the year above hers was collectively anxious about taking their RATS in just a couple months and the year below hers was beginning to despair about their upcoming CATS, Ginger's class had over a year before they had to worry about any major exams.She kind of wished she had one.
Quidditch was on the back burner. No test to prepare for. Jake graduated. Not even any terrible satori making trouble for anyone (not that she wished such misfortune on the school again).
She sighed as she walked alone along the labyrinth paths. It wasn't like she didn't have friends, or anything to do, she did. Lauren and Jemima and Owen and Makenzie were all wonderful people. She'd even taken to little Eden like she was her own sister. And there were still clubs and practices and the endless river of RATS level essays.
But none of those were Jake, and seeing Jemima and Owen so happy together just made his absence hurt worse.
They had seen each over midterm, of course, but it wasn't the same. Too many people about, not enough time, not enough privacy. And she was pretty sure something was eating at him, something she hadn't been able to pick loose during the too short visit with too many relatives wanting to meet him.
She wished he was still here, where she could touch him, talk to him, hug him, kiss him.
She sat down next to a fountain in one of the garden's clearings, and fished out a knut from one of her pockets. She flipped it into the water and wished, in a quiet but audible voice, "I wish I could see you."
She watched the water surface for a vision - she wasn't skilled in divination herself but it did run in her family so you never knew if the talent might suddenly manifest - but all she saw were the reflections of clouds.
Then a silhouette appeared, and her heart clenched in her chest before she realized it wasn't Jake's. The disappointment was devastating. She turned to see what real life person had so intruded, forcing a smile for the other person. "Hi."
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Salali Bly
June 24, 2017 1:20 AM
Swishing swell! by Salali Bly
Salali liked the Gardens because they made her feel at home. It was good for her spirit to get outside, to run and play and laugh, even if she had to do it alone a lot of the time. There were a lot of nice children at this school, and she considered all of them her friends, but she did not spend a whole lot of time with any of them outside of class. She liked sharing a room with Natalie, though. Natalie was her favorite.Sometimes when Salali was in the Gardens, she slipped out of her shoes and ran, letting the sole of her feet say fast hellos and goodbyes to the earth beneath her. Or she would stand - just stand - in the grass and wiggle her toes. Sometimes a little ant friend would crawl up and say hello, and she would watch his little legs run up hers. He had more than she did, which sometimes seemed unfair, but then she remembered that she was very big and he was very small, so then it was okay. Both of them were free and special.
Today, she was running, having already parted with today’s little friend, a caterpillar in this case. She had left him on a leaf that she thought he would like, and then she started running. She came upon an older girl from the yellow House in a clearing, standing by… something. Salali slowed her pace as she approached, watching curiously as the girl flipped some kind of coin into the spitty water bowl. Fountain! That was the word!
The girl seemed to notice her, because she spun around and, with a smile, said, “Hi.”
“What was that?” Salali asked, pointing into the fountain. She did not think to offer a returned greeting or introduce herself, because she was very curious about what the girl had done. “Why did you do that?”
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