 Open (: Sarah thinks I'm cute | Shan's safe space.
Given the amount of stairs she had to climb every day to get from the Great Hall to her Common Room, Billie didn't think much of the stairs up to the battlements. Oh, she wished they would install lifts, of course - it would indeed make her life easier. But that was borne more from laziness than necessity: thinking about the extra few minutes she could have in bed of a morning, before the trek down to breakfast.
With Quidditch, dancing and all of those stairs (plus the hikes Brayla and Dad dragged her on), she didn't need to catch her breath once she reached the top, and instead headed straight to the edge. The wind whipped her ponytail around a little, a feeling that reminded her almost of flying, as she looked down towards the lake. The Gryffindor didn't really have much of a reason to be up here, but it was one of her favourite views, and when it was empty and the weather was nice it made a pretty decent practice space for dancing. Today, though, she wouldn't be dancing. Today she would just be leaning on the wall and thinking.
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⇀ Standing now, calling all the people here to see the show_____________________________
Calling for my demons now to let me go ↽
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