 open! Which came first, the phoenix or the flame?
Ash was... happy. To leave. She didn't like Hogwarts all that much. Just like the professors, she thought rather resentfully. Why would anyone want to work at Hogwarts anyway? Certainly not for the joy of teaching US. She shut that thought in a metal cabinet, locked it, wrapped it in chains, shoved it into the back of a closet, locked the closet, and then put boards over the door and a sign reading 'KEEP OUT'. Ah. That was better. Now she could be happy again. Ignorance was bliss, right?
She got out a recent piece of art(a watercolor vase of flowers) and started scribbling a note on the back in her cramped and rushed handwriting. Then she leaned back in her seat and stared out the window. This would be a long train ride, probably. |