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Kolyander Was it at all possible for her to somehow be able to stay here in the barn at all times with the creatures? Surely they wouldn't mind having her around constantly to clean up any messes or to give them food, water and the occasional treat. She could talk to them and give brushing's or just play with them too. Cuddles were always nice too. And she was more than capable and willing to do all of these things. Plus she was small, so she wouldn't even take up much space at all. It sounded like a really good idea to her.
Dahlia had actually already done most of the things previously mentioned when she had arrived at the barn earlier. Helping WWW tend to the creatures was one of her absolute favorite things to do and so far she hadn't missed a day this term. Not that she planned to either. Being around the creatures was comforting, she could talk to them or not talk. They didn't care either way. They knew if she needed them though and she was happy to accept a purr or gentle headbutt, neigh or niffler trying to swipe something of hers.
She did her best to spend time with all them. Though there was a particular area of the barn she had been avoiding since last term. An certain stall that even though she knew the creatures were they, hadn't every been able to see. Now she was afraid to find out if she could. For months she had been wanting to know, wanting to see with her own eyes. Could she see them? The Thestrals were right there. All she had to do was turn around and look.
Quinn had actually been doing and thinking the exact opposite of Lia. Quinn had been actively avoiding the barn as much as possible this term. He knew that he would be able to see them. The Thestrals. But if he did... it would just... make everything feel more real. He had distanced himself from the memories of last term heavily over the summer—it was like he was in an entirely separate universe, after all. No magic, no school friends, no Hogwarts. But now all of that was back, and the memories were
already starting to creep up on him. If he saw the Thestrals... that's something tangible. A change that was made to him because... of last term. Even his scar was faded—almost completely—but this... it would be a stain on his mind for the rest of his life. He would never be able to unsee a Thestral.
So why, you ask, would Quinn
now be going out of his way to try and see one? Simple. What if... he
couldn't see one? Memories were fickle things, after all. You could easily trick yourself into thinking you saw something when you didn't. Sure, it was common knowledge what happened at that Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson, but.... just because Quinn was
there doesn't mean he
saw it. He could just as easily have seen... the Muggle... after it happened and then... y'know, tricked himself into thinking that he watched it happen. He... he might not have seen it happen. He might not have seen it happen. He could still be... clean.
Quinn cautiously slid the door to the barn open, and he immediately saw
"Oh! Dahlia... I mean, I guess I should've known you would be in here..." he chuckled awkwardly. He walked over to her and looked into the stall in front of them. He could feel the presence of the Thestrals in their stall, but... he was having a hard time mustering up the courage to look.
"S-so... how's it going with... y'know... the creatures?" he asked nervously.