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Week Name/Date/Time: 'Trick or Treat' / Thursday, Nov. 3 / 6:20 PM
Location: The Great Hall
Open To: Isabel and possibly other people
Currently Involving: Tyra Jaregski
Could this really be happening? She knew that her father was in possible life threatening danger, but Ty never thought that anything would ever happen. Tyra really had a bad feeling about this week, though. It was those ruddy books that made her that way! They were a bad omen for everyone that layed hands on them.
Looking for a place of refuge, or simply to bawl her eyes out and mull things over, Tyra just slowly made her way from the corridor into the Great Hall, wiping away the fountain of tears streaming from her eyes as they trickled down her face like the rain on a window pane.
This isn't happening! was all Tyra could tell herself. Her family had no known enemies, unless it wasn't something human like what they think happened to her mother. Thinking of the possibilities, Tyra just continued to cry more, which brought up the next question: where was she going to go during the summer hols at Hogwarts? Ty really had no known family left. She had never met either sets of her grandparents, but to her knowledge they passed away, when she wasn't even born, in the first war. The only other options Tyra now had were to:
A) Go home to an empty house.
B) See if a friend would take her home with them.
or C) Stay at Hogwarts and make it her home for the next 2 1/2 years.
This was just great: no family left, no place to live, and the only thing left of her parents were old muggle pictures that were taken of them.
Lonely.
That's what Tyra was. She might as well turn her back on the world now, because it sure wasn't turning around for her.
Location: The Great Hall
Open To: Isabel and possibly other people
Currently Involving: Tyra Jaregski
Could this really be happening? She knew that her father was in possible life threatening danger, but Ty never thought that anything would ever happen. Tyra really had a bad feeling about this week, though. It was those ruddy books that made her that way! They were a bad omen for everyone that layed hands on them.
Looking for a place of refuge, or simply to bawl her eyes out and mull things over, Tyra just slowly made her way from the corridor into the Great Hall, wiping away the fountain of tears streaming from her eyes as they trickled down her face like the rain on a window pane.
This isn't happening! was all Tyra could tell herself. Her family had no known enemies, unless it wasn't something human like what they think happened to her mother. Thinking of the possibilities, Tyra just continued to cry more, which brought up the next question: where was she going to go during the summer hols at Hogwarts? Ty really had no known family left. She had never met either sets of her grandparents, but to her knowledge they passed away, when she wasn't even born, in the first war. The only other options Tyra now had were to:
A) Go home to an empty house.
B) See if a friend would take her home with them.
or C) Stay at Hogwarts and make it her home for the next 2 1/2 years.
This was just great: no family left, no place to live, and the only thing left of her parents were old muggle pictures that were taken of them.
Lonely.
That's what Tyra was. She might as well turn her back on the world now, because it sure wasn't turning around for her.