Post by diana eoina bainbridge on Nov 1, 2021 0:27:49 GMT -7
Some other way to continue
To hide my face
May 16, 2026
cara june bainbridge
cara june bainbridge
The silence of her old room was deafening this late at night. The bed on the other side of the room was empty. Cara wasn’t home. Maybe it was the chaos of Diana’s life over the past three years that had accustomed her to the constant noise of Knockturn Alley or seedy bars. Learning how to blend in with the help of her abilities and to not show her anxiety in her eyes. She took a deep breath. It had been challenging to silence her mind after everything that had happened, and even though she knew deep down that she was free, Diana still felt the invisible weight of those chains she’d grown accustomed to carrying around.
It hadn’t been confirmed, but after Penelope had demanded an explanation of why Diana had been so close to the Castle and especially the short exchange with Asher Burke in the Entrance Hall, she’d broken down. Diana essentially word vomited everything, and much to her absolute surprise, she didn’t drop dead right there. Diana shook her head at the memory, tears quickly returning to her eyes. Penelope was always so kind and so loving, and Diana had spent the last three years pushing her away. Diana heard a noise, and instinctively she sat up, grabbing her wand from her bedside table. After Hogwarts had burned to the ground, Diana had decided to stay at her family home for a little while she figured out what to do next. Her mother had been thrilled, especially with Diana’s time away, and Diana supposed she felt better too.
Her heart rate went up, but when the door opened, she realized it was just Cara, and she remembered to breathe again. Something about being forced to be so close to Elaine for so much time reminded her of the effects of dark magical objects on most people if in their proximity too long. Trying to relax and not look so on edge, she put her wand back on the nightstand, and she scooted up to sit against the wall. She couldn’t sleep anyway. ”You’re out late.” Diana commented. Maybe this was normal for her? Really that last family outing to Blishwick’s in March had been kind of rare as sometimes months would go by without a ton of interaction outside of the ‘hey, whatsup?’ text message.
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