pl_stanley (pl_stanley) wrote in plagued_rpg, @ 2009-12-06 20:59:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1998 december, gwenog jones, hogwarts, stan shunpike |
Who: Stan and Gwenog
When: Sunday afternoon
Where: Near the Quidditch pitch
What: Two parts of Meg's world collides
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Meg was still feeling terrible, and Stan had been spending as much time as she'd let him keeping her company. He felt guilty whenever he thought of her down in their little room, alone. What if she got worse? What if she needed something and he wasn't there?
Stan was glad he'd charmed the windows last week. At least she shouldn't be in the dark.
She was sleeping now, and he was doing what he'd been doing a lot of since he'd been trapped here: wandering aimlessly around the grounds, hoping for inspiration. Stan swore he knew every inch of the grounds inside the bubble now, the Forbidden Forest excluded, and he'd been going closer and closer now, psyching himself up. Today he was wandering past the Quidditch pitch, circling slowly around toward the Forest. He hadn't told Megan about that yet, and now really didn't seem the time.
Preoccupied with his own thoughts, he didn't notice who else was around.