 For Felixir/Daxton Fluttery Pegasi
The wooden bridge was unique in its ability to make even quiet contemplation a thrill. Probably because of the way it looked like it would fall apart at any moment. Hadley was always somewhat disappointed it wasn't rickety and didn't feel like it was as close to collapsing as it looked every time she was on it. But still, the appearance alone was enough to fool the brain into not being sure if it should be panicking or not.
It also was sparking her thirteen year old imagination as if there was no tomorrow. Probably because her brain wasn't sure if there was a tomorrow or not. The reason didn't matter much. She was happy for the inspiration the bridge was giving her and was currently filling up a third bridge with ideas for pranks and mischief and new charm ideas she really should talk to Professor Primeaux and get his help trying to make them a reality. At the moment though, she was letting an idea percolate a bit. Her quill was resting in her inkwell on the banister next to where she was leaning. It was one of the few moments that Hadley could be found still and calm in her life. Being outside, with nature all around them, a castle to her right and literal magic in the air, it finally hit her where she was. What Hogwarts was. All of it.
It only took a year.
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