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What The Future Holds: 18. Incarcerous
MINI CHALLENGE #3: Third Person
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It’s not typically you, lying here alone on the grounds while James ran his usual Quidditch practice.
It’s not like you to skip lunch for some alone time this afternoon.
You always found exciting things to muse with.
Found good company to chatter away and raced your heart like a snitch loose in the sky.
But no, here you are, avoiding everyone and wondering what your future career would be. As if something tied you down to the grounds with great magnitude, until you found yourself, this afternoon.
Your cousins are off snickering and hideously bullying other students, but when they catch you; shoot you knowing looks. Disgraceful looks, on how you’re in the wrong and they’re in the right, and how you’d be sorry for that day that would come. How did the scale tilt so fast?
Wouldn’t you wonder if they really realized that you would be looking forward for such a day? A day that would be filled with excitement, adrenaline, furious electricity coursing through your body to give you the rush and hype needed to spend another glorious day? Didn’t matter if it hurt you! What mattered was to use your magic for the right cause.
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