InsaneJournal

who: Gianna & Cameron.
what: Fixing his welts and performing a healing spell.
where: Outside, down by the lake where Gia usually studies.
when: Early evening after the Quidditch match.
why: Healing spells are Gianna's talent and she's really worried in a good mood.


Gianna held loosely onto the edges of her textbook as she stared across the dark surface of the lake's icy waters. The studying she had been meaning to do was long in the past as her mind quietly wandered through the many layers of her dreamscape. It was growing harder and harder to escape the many thoughts that revolved around the beautifully sculpted face of the one boy she had been trying so impossibly to ignore. Her face involuntarily moved into a frustrated grimace. There she went again, slipping into the same lockjaw hold that he had managed to grab onto her thoughts. With a sigh of aggravation she ripped herself from the depths of her mind while literally throwing her head to the side.

"You okay?" the voice sent an immediate blush rippling across her pale features. How long had he been standing there?
"Fine, thanks," Gianna said looking up to see the same frame that had just been haunting her mind's eye. "Glad to see you made it."