|Romilda Vane (pl_romilda) wrote in plagued_rpg,|
@ 2010-02-13 15:01:00
|Entry tags:||1999 february, anthony goldstein, hogwarts: courtyard, romilda vane|
Who: Romilda Vane and OPEN
When: Saturday Afternoon
What: Getting some fresh air
Romilda sat on a stone bench, carefully heated with a charm. Most afternoons she'd be studying, but there was simply too much on her mind at the moment. Students were dying and this time it had been someone from her year. And someone who cared about Ioan's best friend. It hit rather close to home and Romilda couldn't concentrate on anything.
Playing with a lock of her hair as she read a book she'd borrowed from one of the girls in her room, Romilda kept losing her place. She read the same line two or three times before she finally sighed and set the book to the side.
Tilting her head to look up at the sky, Romilda squinted and tried imagining what the sky looked like without the shimmering dome blocking it. Hopefully it would be gone soon, but Romilda doubted it. Then again, the longer they were stuck here the more time she would have with Ioan and Demelza before they left school.