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Date Posted: 08:38:39 05/19/02 Sun
Author: Kern Adouv
Subject: depression feeds insanity like a lamp feeds a moth

Found herself eavesdropping upon the ever radiant form of Draco Malfoy and his new found "friend" Celeste. A soft chuckle rose and slipped past ice blue lips, darks eyes glittering before growing considerably cold once more as a devastating remorse filled the very core of her being. Shook her head, lids closing over ebony orbs thrice before she felt the feeling slowly creep away. Slid her hand down her side, dropping to lift her slacks and peel off a clear bandage which had begun to loose its adhesive. Thoughts wandered momentarily to the upcoming Quidditch seasons before she rolled her eyes and slid to a sitting position against the wall.

Celeste's tone of awe reached her like frost to a flower, a dying flower but a flower nonetheless. Digits shoved the shoulderlength sapphire tresses from her obstructed view, roughly tucking them behind an ear. Gaze roamed over her lap, following the pale skin of her forearm to her sleeves before glancing up at the peers sitting across the hall and down a ways. On a normal basis she would feel intensly threatened by their prescence, but she took comfort and strength from the shadows around her. My, doesn't she look jumpy. Thought crossed her mind unbidden, slightly surprising even the thinker.

I wonder what time it is... The wheels slowly began to turn as her unconscious mind returned to its jumpy beat. Mental tone shifted slightly as she continued the thought, The poor girls in the dorm probably miss my ever-so-charming company. Glance was thrown once more at Celeste and Draco, a unresistable scowl tugging at the corner of her lips.

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