Katie Bell (![]() ![]() @ 2019-06-02 21:56:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, Ω 1998 06, → the leaky cauldron, ⭒ alicia spinnet, ⭒ katie bell |
RP: Being forced out of the house.
Who: Katie + OPEN
What: Katie's Mum has forced her out of the house, so she's going for a drink.
When: 6/2/98; evening.
Where: The Leaky Cauldron.
Warnings: Katie's in a MOOD.
Completion Status: COMPLETE
Liz Bell could be a force to be reckoned with. When she had stormed into Katie's bedroom demanding her daughter get up and do something, anything but continue to lie around like a lump, Katie knew better than to bother arguing. She had gotten her Gryffindor stubbornness from her mother, after all.
And so Katie had stood up, not bothered to shower or run a brush through her bright red hair, and left the house. She wandered for a bit until she settled on getting herself a pint. Katie had never been much of a drinker, but something about numbing her pounding head sounded like a good idea.
She went back inside long enough to grab her wallet and then floo'd from the Cambridge house to The Leaky Cauldron in London without a word to Liz.
Come to think of it, Katie hadn't said many words - to anyone - in the month since the Battle. Now that she thought of it, though, today had been exactly one month since the Battle, and that had Katie asking for a pint and a shot of firewhiskey as she sat. She still had a bright red mark on her forehead - she assumed from some sort of curse that had been thrown at her during the fight, but the mediwitch her mother had forced her to see two weeks ago said it didn't have any particularly dangerous properties to it, and that it would most likely fade with time.
She wondered if the nightmares would as well.
That was a thought for tonight, though, when she tried to fall asleep yet again, most likely to fail.
Looking around, she noticed families, couples, all getting on with their lives and still in a celebratory mood. It seemed so strange to her. But then again, maybe that's why Liz said Katie was depressed. Katie let that thought fall away with the others as she took her shot back in one go and asked for another before sipping on her bright, cool pilsner.