( Owl To Kingsley )

The youngest of the Meronowich girls sat outside on the front steps to Hogwarts starring out and down the path usually taken to Hogsmeade. She often found herself in random places outside just thinking. She hadn't spoken to Ali in awhile, ever since the rain actually and Kinsgsley... well it was getting to the point where she was forgetting what he ( Read more... )

Keda had been sitting out in the stands of the Quidditch Pitch alone. It was a rather chilly and mucky day. There had been no practise schedualed so she figured it was a good place to go and think in peace. Her thoughts ran over a variety of things namely; Kingsley ( Read more... )

Keda Meronowich sat with one leg over the other by the fire place early Saturday morning. The sun was just beginning to creep up over the horizon, but she was already wide awake. The sound of a quill scratching on parchment was the only thing one could here. She was finishing a reply to her sister Ivy who had written her the previous night ( Read more... )

You ever get the feeling that age is unimportant? We spend so much time trying to be odler than we are, and adults tell us we're too young and in the end none of it really matters. When we have sex, when we can learn to aparate anything...

Keda was still slightly shaken from last night. She was happy, but couldn't help but feel defensive as if it might be a set up. Maybe she had dreamed the whole thing.. that could be the plausiable explanation. Gathering her notes and her Transfiguration text book Keda made her way down from the Gryffindor tower to her class. Once she entered the ( Read more... )

I don't understand this holiday, or rather I do and I think the meaning was some how lost. It shouldn't be all about pink and red everywhere, giggling girls and heart shaped boxes. Its about caring for other individuals.

Why does the media have to commercialize everything?

Do you ever think were merely suffocating in the education system? There is so much we as Witches and Wizards could be doing in the magical community without some of these classes. I can't help but wonder if this feeling will only get worse.

( Private )

Keda sat in the common room which was unusually deserted. It was the first time she hadn't come down to see Frank and Ali cuddling in some revolting manner on the sofa. Taking a sear in the arm chair she held a show box. Opening it, there were different pictures, scrolls and letters. She slowly went through them all, here were family pictures, ( Read more... )

Keda finished writing a letter home to her family. So far everyone was there but herself and Ivy. She'd be damned before she would go out there.

( Owl Home )