Morning Air | Cameron

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With her favorite coffee mug in hand and her tote bag hanging off of her shoulder, Rosie entered out into the courtyard. It was a crisp March morning, overcast but it didn't look like rain. Rosie knew that she needed to spend a majority of the weekend studying, however, taking that Saturday morning off couldn't possibly hurt.

The courtyard was fairly empty due to the time of day and the fact that there were no classes and thus not a lot of reason to get up early. She had gotten up and took coffee from the great hall. It had been a brilliant idea of her mothers for her to bring her own coffee cups to school so she could take it out of the great hall and have it whenever she wanted. And, as both a coffee addict and a lover of cooler weather, she couldn't have been more satisfied with the morning. It wasn't particularly windy so it seemed like the clouds were here to stay.

Rosie walked over to one of the pillars in the courtyard and let herself sink to the ground along one. She rested her back against the cold stone and scanned the ground around her, just to be sure there wasn't a spider in site. Once she felt safe enough, she set her mug down beside her and pulled out her journal from her bag. The notebook was worn though it was only 2 months old. The cover had been magically repaired after it fell off last week and some of the pages sported water marks of coffee stains from unfortunate accidents of carelessness. She pulled a purple pen out of her pencil pouch and opened to a new page towards the back of the book. She rarely knew what she was going to write when she opened the book, it was a mystery within itself. Rosie just let the words flow from her mind onto the page and explored where it took her. That was the method with which she got most of her best work.

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Cameron had been writing in his notebook by the lake. He wrote a lot of poems and lyrics that could be used in a song. This was his secret. No one knew that he wrote anything like this. His love for music didn’t concern him because he planned to become an auror, much to his father’s wishes that he pursues his passion of music. Cameron knew that wouldn’t be the right thing to do. So much was going on in the world that it would be a shame if he didn’t do something to help. He had gone over this thought in his head repeatedly until he could repeat it to others and mean it. Whoever was behind all the attacks couldn’t be allowed to get away with them. Cameron was only fifteen but he had made his mind up about his future. Now if someone or someone’s happened to get rid of the threat before he graduated then he might consider a future in music. Might. He got up from his spot at the lake and started to walk around. The fresh air was doing him good. He could get his mind relaxed just sitting outside anywhere. The castle was always too cluttered for his taste. Barely anyone was outside now and it made him breathe a little easier. He kept walking around till he was in the courtyard. He noticed someone else there as well. He honestly didn’t know her and that was a shame. He always tried to know everyone. Gripping his notebook tighter and walked over to her. Hello he said.

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Rosalie had always been a bit of a social butterfly. She loved to talk to people and loved to have friends, especially friends that she knew she could trust. With the recent events around the school and within the wizarding world itself, she needed people she could trust. Rosalie was of muggle decent, her father was a muggle, and while she had never before been ashamed of that or ashamed of who she was, she now felt sort of scared to be who she was. She tried not to let it get her down too much. She tried not to let it all effect who she was and who she had always been. She loved to talk to people and she loved having and making friends, though there was always a thought in the back of her mind about who could be trusted anymore.

She was a little startled when the boy approached her. She didn't know him, but he looked vaguely familiar. She just hadn't been expecting anyone to approach her. By the looks of him, she looked younger than she was, but it wasn't hard for anyone to be younger when she was already 18 and in her last year. "H-hi." She stuttered while closing her notebook with her pen marking the page. "Sorry, you startled me a little." she admitted. "I just wasn't expecting anyone to be up this early really." She noticed the boy had a notebook clutched in his arms also. She wondered if it was school work or if she had just met a fellow writer. "Um, I'm Rosie... did you want to sit or something?" she asked politely. She wasn't sure why he had approached her, or if he needed anything. however, she wanted to be friendly.

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Cameron’s intention was not to scare anyone, though sadly that is what happened at this moment. With the way, the world was these days it would be a shame to accidentally scare someone and they hex you or something. Also, these days you couldn’t be too careful. It was dark and dangerous times now, though he had read that similar dangerous times had been in the world before. History seemed to keep repeating itself. Cameron did remember reading something though about “darkness does not always equate to evil as light does not always bring good.” He never truly understood that though. I apologize I honestly didn’t mean to he said with a small smile. Cameron held his notebook close to him so as no one could snatch it from him. Some bullies thought it would be fun to mess with Cameron always. Sure, he stood up to some in his third year but he always had a problem with them. He nodded at the whole she didn’t expect anyone up this early. I can’t sleep in much. It makes me feel all groggy the rest of the day which I can do without he said. He smiled when she introduced herself. He wondered how he hadn’t talked to her before. Cameron. No, I didn’t want anything in particular I just try to make friends with anyone and I remember that I never talked to you before so I decided to come talk to you he said. He knew this was dangerous territory because he didn’t know this girl. What if she could be one of the ones who killed students, working for that Elaine woman. Cameron laughed at his imagination that tended to run wild in his head.

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Rosie felt that it was very nice that the young man was making an effort to talk to someone that he didn't know. Rosie liked to do the same thing when she got the opportunity. "it's nice to meet your, Cameron." she said with a smile when he introduced himself. She liked the way that he was so friendly and honest to someone whom he had just met. "I don't like sleeping in either." she admitted. "I just feel a lot more productive in the morning, you know?" she was glad to be around someone who understood and felt the same way. her roommates always gave her a hard time for getting up so early on days when she didn't even have class to go to.

"What's that book?" she asked pointing to the notebook in his arms. "I don't mean to prod, I just like to keep a journal," she held her book up for a moment, "And I couldn't help but wonder if I was in the presence of a fellow writer." she had been writing in a journal since she knew how to write. She used to write stories and just about her day and about her friends. She loved the feeling of putting pen on paper. She was also just trying to make conversation with her new friend.

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Cameron had no idea what made him talk to people he didn’t know. His parents said that he was always like that. He smiled when she said it was nice to meet him. He knew she was older because well she was taller than him, but most girls in his year were taller than him. He was a short guy. She stated that she didn’t like sleeping in either. He also felt like more could get done if you got up early enough. Plus, once he was finished with all the other work he had more time to relax and play chess. She then asked what was the book. He looked down at his notebook, and his cheeks turned a bright red. The notebook was something that no one else knew about, but he felt obligated to tell her since she asked. He nodded when she said she wondered if she was in the presence of a fellow writer. I write poems, song lyrics, and all my thoughts down in it. I have like twenty more notebooks like this upstairs in my trunk all filled with similar things he said. He know it was insane but he got all embarrassed about his notebook though he did enjoy writing in it.

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Rosie understood Cameron's hesitance to talk about his notebook and his writing. She always felt a similar way. If she was writing and one of her roommate came into the dorm she would shut the book right away, not because she was writing something about them, but because she felt the activity of writing was so private and personal that she didn't want to have someone watching her do it really. She felt the same way about studying. She found if difficult to study with another person. it was a distraction and she hated the idea of someone watching her while she was trying to be in her own head. "That's really cool. I'm guessing you don't let anyone see them? Don't worry, I won't ask to." she promised. "I feel the same way. I have a stack of various journals in my dorm too, though mine don't all match, if I see one I like in a shop I buy it and add it to the stack." she explained. "How long have you been writing in them?" she asked.

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Cameron never liked talking about his writing. They were his personal thoughts and feelings. He thought if they had gotten out, gotten in someone else’s hands then he would be mock for the rest of his years here at the school. The thought terrified him. Rosie was a fellow writer though, he didn’t have to share the contents of it, but he could say that yes this was a notebook for writing. When he did she said that it was cool and guessed that he hid the contents of it as well. Of course, she would be correct. He smiled and said yeah, I don’t let anyone see them, even my siblings. I do have more up in my trunk that even though they are full I always keep them close. I do love buying new journals just to make sure I have an empty one on hand. She then asked how long he had been writing. Well let’s see I am fifteen, and I was eight when I started so seven years he said with a smile on his face. He then asked so how long have you been writing?

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How long had she been writing? Hmm. Rosie had to put a bit of thought into that question, looking back through her life, it seemed like she always had some sort of journal attached to her. She had so many memories, and she had the journals to prove it back home in Dublin on the shelf above her bed. "Um, well when I was in class 1 of Primary school in Ireland my teacher made us write in a notebook for 15 minutes at the start of every day, and we could write about whatever we wanted. And I liked it so much that I begged my parents to get me a real journal and they did. I've been writing and doodling a bit and taping things in ever sense." she explained. "So... About 10 years then." she would have been in Class 1 when she was around 8 and now she was 18 so give or take a few months and she was fairly accurate. She wasn't sure if she ever really thought of the story of how she began writing before. That was definitely something she wanted to record in her journal, she made a mental note.

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Cameron didn’t know if the question he asked was too personal. He didn’t want it to seem like he was being nosy. He was just curious since she was a fellow writer. When she didn’t say anything, he thought he had asked a too personal question for her, or maybe she had to think a little, do the math so to speak. His internal freaking out lasted until she finally said something about how long she had been writing. His inner self let out an inner sigh. You got to write for fifteen minutes every day when you were in muggle school. That is awesome. They never let us do that where I went. We to stick to a strict schedule, so the only time I could write was during the only few breaks we had he said. He wanted to write about this encounter today, he didn’t think Rosie would mind as she was probably going to write about this as well.

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Cameron seemed impressed by how she started writing, she didn't know that other schools did it any other way, she had just assumed most schools were similar at least with that they taught, even in different countries. "Yeah, my school stressed writing and being able to articulate yourself on paper and in speech so I guess that's why we did it." she shrugged. "But I also went to school in Dublin so maybe it's different there." she admitted. She didn't know where he had gone to school, but since most of the students here were from the UK, she assumed somewhere in England or Scotland. "What made you start?" she asked. 

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Cameron found it pleasant to talk to Rosie. He realized he had made the right choice, maybe there were more people that wasn't cruel and heartless. With all the attacks going on Cameron had found that hard to believe, but as he talked to more people that he never had before his mind is changing on that. She talked about how her school had stressed writing. He thought she was lucky, his school felt they didn't have the time for such luxerys. He signed thinking back to those days. She then asked him what made him start writing. It was an easy answer. Well I just had all these thoughts running through my head. I felt that I should get them written down, and I have been writing ever since. I found that I enjoyed writing my thoughts down, and it's like I can tell anything to the journal I am writing in. Something I can't say to anyone else, but I can here you know he said. They is really what the main reason of why he was always writing, especially in the recent events when you were scared to say something to anyone.

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Rosie nodded along while Cameron spoke, knowing exactly what he meant and understanding the feelings he was describing to her. It was so refreshing to talk to someone that obviously understood exactly what she meant and how she felt about it. It was nice to not be alone in her passion and desire to write and put her thoughts onto paper, even (and especially if) no one would ever read them. Rosie was thankful that her roommates were so kind. None of them had ever tried to read any of her journals. “That’s really great, I understand exactly how that is.” Rosie insisted with a sweet smile, taking another sip of coffee from her mug, which had been sitting and cooling while the two were talking. “It’s nice to talk to someone that understands.” she added.

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