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Old 06-23-2021, 01:24 AM   #24 (permalink)
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Devin James Horton
Seventh Year

Hogwarts RPG Name:
Deanna Joyce Horton
Gryffindor
Second Year
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Ash was sitting very calmly. Breathing in the fresh air, feeling the gentle breeze in the air, thinking about beautiful things like waterfalls and ocean waves and the smoothness of the undisturbed lake surface. Tiny little birds and fluttering butterflies and loyal dolphins. Stuff like that.

She wasn't sure how long exactly she had been there, but then there was someone else. And rather surprisingly, she didn't jump when they spoke to her. She was in a relaxed state, not scared or uncomfortable at all.

So instead of freaking out, Ash just turned her head to the side to look at Devin and moved over in her seat on the boat. "Sure." She smiled peacefully. "Are you watching this too?" She looked back out over the lake. "I think it's beautiful." It was soothing. It almost moved her to tears. Tears of hope. Wasn't that lame?

It was true though. Ash always felt glad to be alive when she looked out over the water. The waves back home made her proud of herself. And this lake made her feel grateful for the good things in life. Every body of water was different. Didn't that sound extra lame?

Her face turned a little bit pink as she pulled out her sketchbook to draw the scene. This was super lame, and you know what? It didn't matter. She was even gonna put the two of them in the picture, because they were a part of this too. She didn't care how stupid this was. It was amazing and beautiful and hopeful, and nobody was gonna tell Ashley Fox otherwise.
”Yeah. It really is beautiful.” There was nothing lame at all about admiring the great beauty of nature. Devin smiled as he gently took a seat next to Ash, being careful not to rock the boat too much. He looked over at the lake, carefully watching for any signs of the creatures that called the lake home. ”This is silly, but last year I hoped to reach the other side of the lake and leave all the troubles here behind.” It was a stupid idea on so many accounts. His friends with muggle parents had it so much worse than him last year. An escape attempt wouldn’t have worked anyway; he likely would have been captured and thrown in the dungeons or killed. But still, having hope was uplifting. Now, he didn’t need that hope and he could just fully relax in the calming environment and enjoy this moment with his friend.

Sketching the lake was not lame at all. In fact, he had his own little spiral-bound book of art. Mostly he worked in watercolor and inks and markers. These muggle art mediums were really fun to work with. Devin pulled out his art book and flipped through in search of the next blank page. The most recent work in his sketchbook was a dumb sketch that he had made of an ash-colored fox on fire. It was dumb, but he found the visual pun on his friend’s name amusing. He paused on that page, smiled, and chuckled a little seeing it again. This was so dumb, but so fun.
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