Kai groaned as he looked down at his books. It was only the second week and he was struggling with his potions class again. He sat in the library in the back corner nook that he often did. Myrra wasn't with him at the moment but he smiled at the thought of her, wondering if she would magically appear if he wished hard enough for it. He realized how distracting thinking of Myrra was and frowned as he tried to re-concentrate. Then his thoughts drifted to the fact that he shouldn't stop thinking about Myrra because she was distracting, but because he was dating Vee.
Vee... Kai thought about his relationship with Vee. She was sweet and he liked being around her, when they were alone. When they were with people she didn't really like him talking to any other girls... Kai wasn't sure how he felt about it since other people he knew in a relationship talked to everyone and they never had fights. It was confusing since he was sure he liked Vee. Didn't he? It was odd, but he just couldn't help wondering about the relationship they shared. They had been dating for a while now... A little longer than when Myrra Blake began tutoring Kai originally as a favor but eventually as a common thing.
Kai sighed again as he looked down at his advanced potions book. Kai made a note on one page as he remembered something Professor Combs had mentioned in class. Kai looked out the window at the early morning with the sun not even entirely risen. He had gone to bed early the night before after quidditch practice in order to get in the library early so he could have his work done before class later that day. Just that morning he had heard one of the younger students of Hogwarts had gotten killed. Kai couldn't help but think of the poor thing. Supposedly, a student had gone towards the Dark Forest, forbidden, and disappeared only to show up dead within the castle. It was a scary thing since the killer probably was the one to put the student into the staircase. Kai had heard about it only by seeing the Daily Prophet sitting in the Gryffindor common room. Beside him, the newspaper showed a scene of wizards and witches observing the staircase that the student had been found in. It was absolutely heartbreaking too since the student was son young.
Kai ran a hand through his hair as he tried to focus on his potions before just shaking his head and packing his things. He'd been there for nearly an hour and hadn't done anything more than stare at his book and pray that he somehow magically understood the material. Kai moved from the library casually, giving smiles and greetings to all of the people he saw in the halls so early. It was not necessarily an enjoyable feeling being up early, but it did give Kai a sense of accomplishment.
Kai smiled at the fat lady's portrait as he approached, giving the code word before stepping inside the common room of Gryffindor. Kai set the paper that had distracted him so much on one of the mahogany tables that were kept in the common room of the scarlet house of Hogwarts. Kai went upstairs to his room to grab the books he needed for his first few classes, keeping his potions book in hopes that he could borrow someone, hopefully Myrra, to help him understand.
Kai left his house and went to the dining hall where he smiled at the people he saw as he entered. Kai spotted Kenna Posey and considered going over to talk to her since she seemed somewhat distracted, very similar to how he had been earlier as a matter of fact. Kai wondered if Kenna was thinking about the poor kid as much as he was. He didn't ask her since he knew he sure didn't want to talk about it and if she was thinking about the same thing, then she sure wouldn't want to talk about it either.
Kai went to his table and took a seat next to one of his friends before beginning to pile food on his plate, laughing at a joke someone told. Kai took a sip of water from his goblet and began to eat the waffles that he nearly always did, sprinkled with powdered sugar and chocolate.
Luke smiled at the girl sitting with him, holding her hand and letting her head rest on his shoulder as they looked out from his favorite place at Hogwarts, a small room in the top corner of a mostly forgotten tower with a window that had a small balcony on it that did nothing if you actually put much weight on it. Luke looked into the girl's eyes, the beautiful green eyes with a small ring of blue around them and the dusting of freckles on her nose. She was beautiful in the moonlight and as Luke leaned in to kiss her, the moon flared up and he raised his hand to block the flash of light.
Luke covered his face with the sheets of his bed as the sun began to rise and the light filled his room. The dream vanished and all he could remember was that he had been with a girl and he was about to get some sort of action. He didn't know why, and frankly, he didn't care. He was mad that his brain felt the need to have the dream right before he was going to wake up. It was rude and uncalled for. Luke mumbled under his breath about how he was never fortunate enough to actually finish his dreams, for he had many, but never could really remember them.
Luke sat up and looked around, hunching his shoulders as his bare chest and shoulders were exposed to the somewhat cool room. It would be freezing soon but it still was comfortable as of right then. Luke ran his hands over his face before taking a look around once more. He pulled the sheets and other bedding aside so he could swing his legs over the side of his bed and stand. Stretching, Luke looked around. His roommates were either still asleep, or had already gone to breakfast presumably. Luke grabbed his clothing he was going to wear for the day before going to the bathroom and changing while getting ready for the day.
Luke eventually found himself in the Slytherin common room where he caught sight of a newspaper sitting on a chair as if it was forgotten. He looked down to see a picture and mention about the student who had died recently after some mysterious event. It was annoying that that was what everyone was most interested in. The first quidditch game was coming up and Slytherin was going to destroy. Luke refused to actually allow himself much thought about the kid. He was either a half blood or a muggle born, but it was made clear he wasn't pureblood. It was somewhat unnerving for Luke since he was muggle born and he had heard rumors of death eaters potentially being around. Luke sure didn't want to die, but he also didn't want to show the fear he truly felt.
Setting the paper down, Luke walked away without looking back at the paper. He left the common room and walked upstairs, bumping into Kaito Bolton as he walked past the paused gryffindor kid in a friendly way. He smiled at Kai as he walked backwards briefly to show it was done in jest and Kai just smiled, waving away Luke's action as if it was something they did every day. He was always so friendly and was probably too nice for his own good. His girlfriend was also extremely fine. Like, Luke would love to just be with her for a little while.
Luke finally made his way to the slytherin table where he took a seat across from and to the right of McKenna Posey, one of the quidditch players whom Luke truly enjoyed talking to. He winked at the other seventh year and smiled at her as he began to put food on his plate. "How are you today Kenna?" Luke asked as he delicately picked a piece of bacon from the plate nearby. Luke blanched for a moment as he looked for the pancakes that went incredibly well with the Hogwarts bacon and was relieved to see a somewhat used stack behind the eggs nearby.
Brooklyn looked at the clock on the wall nearby, rubbing her eyes gently as she saw how late it was. She was curled up in one of the chairs of the Ravenclaw common room in front of the fire with a book she had seen on her visit to Diagon Alley that year about a figure in the wizarding world very similar to Robin Hood. She was nearly done with the book and couldn't put it down when she only had one chapter remaining. She had been in the common room ever since she had finished her homework for the next day and the day after that in the library after her last class of the day. She had forgotten to even go to dinner since she hadn't felt hungry and was halfway done with the book. One of her friends had been kind enough to bring her back a little something so she wouldn't be starved in the morning.
She read on as she yawned and struggled to keep her eyes open. Eventually, she felt that she had no more control over her heavy eye lids and though she struggled to keep them open, they closed and she was asleep.
Brooklyn stood in the middle of a street somewhere she had never been before. She looked around confused, and freezing from the snow coming down in large flurries and making the already snowy ground even more frozen. Brooklyn began walking, looking for a way she'd recognize the place. As she continued on, she saw a cul de sac ahead and as she stepped off the main road, she felt herself glide forward in ease.
Suddenly the place she had been was gone and she was in the middle of an arena. Her foster parents were before her with blank stares and she was looking back as she performed her routine, their faces confusing her and causing her to be unfocused. She felt her ankle twist beneath her after the last jump in the routine and the cold ice on her legs and arms before she was on the floor of a dance stage doing an entirely different routine in contemporary style. She was doing a turn when she found herself in the arms of someone.
The boy she was looking up to was handsome but she didn't recognize him as his features weren't really there. She knew he was handsome, but she couldn't tell what color eyes he had or what he really looked like oddly enough. Brooklyn smiled shyly at something the guy said before she ducked her head. She found herself lost when she looked back up at him, not sure how to respond to his presence and closeness. She sees him lean in and as she does so with her eyes closed, she suddenly finds herself in a different room in Hogwarts. She feels an immense weight on her chest and the wetness of tears on her cheek. Brooklyn opens her eyes to find herself cold and alone, feeling as if she should have someone there but isn't sure who or why. She turns to the open window and leans against the frame, allowing herself to sink to her knees. She feels a tap on the shoulder but shakes her head, hurt and frustrated with who ever it was for some reason or other.
Brooklyn felt a second light shake on her shoulder but wrinkled her nose as she turned away, trying to continue her sleep, entirely unaware of the dreams that had just raced through her head. She opens her eyes sleepily, rubbing her eyes with her fists before looking up at the person. There was a pop and she squinted in confusion at the sound, forgetting she had fallen asleep with her finished and wonderful book in her lap. It had been a good one and she remembered right before she lost consciousness, she had smiled at reading the final sentence of the book.