 ∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe
Elodie played with a stray piece of hair that hadn't been tucked efficiently into the bun on the top of her hair, as she headed into the Great Hall, fourth year a short time away from being put behind her. Didn't they say your time at school got easier as it went on? Or was that just something Tammy said to make her feel better about being there and not at home? This wasn't getting easier. There were good things about this year, but they were outweighed by the bad.
She felt worse for those graduating, though.
At least she could come back next term and know she could work things out if they needed to be. They couldn't, though.
Taking a seat at her house table, Elodie gave the students already there one of her 'I'm here because I have to be' smiles, which could sometimes be perceived of one that one gave when in pain. She was all for talking with them, but she didn't have the energy to envelope them in a hug and tell him things were all cool, and those graduating would be okay. When September came, she was uncertain she would remember their names. There would be an influx of first years by then.
Realistically, she wanted her boyfriend to come over and pull faces at her, and nudge her and tell her she was silly. She was okay without though, if this things got rolling and she got food.
Baby Radley was at home, and she had never met him.
Auntie Elodie Rae was more impatient than any of those here.
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