Ernie (fairandloyal) wrote in plagued_logs, @ 2015-10-23 21:03:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1998 october, ernie macmillan, neville longbottom |
Who: Ernie MacMillan and Open
What: Running.
Where: The grounds of Hogwarts
When: Early Evening, after dinner, Friday, Oct 23
rating: Low.
Ernie hesitated in the entryway of the school. He’d dressed in sweatpants and a hoodie, Ernie had his wand tucked up his sleeve so that he would have it in a second if he needed it. The grounds weren’t dark, but there was a fog, and the sun hung low in the sky. He needed to run, he had been too stationary while they’d been locked in the school, not doing nearly enough, and so until he felt he’d made it up to himself, he’d run twice a day.
Yet, there was a part of him, a side that had grown since the start of the war, the side that was full of unfounded worry and fear of what might be. He would just go quickly, he wouldn’t take as many stops, and he’d be back in the common room quickly. He took a deep breath and smiled to himself, humming a bit as he pushed himself down the steps and onto the school grounds.