we are a low word count, any level of experience rp set in harry's 3rd year at hogwarts. students and adults alike are welcome! given we are set fairly early in the series, everything that happens from this point on will be up to us! perhaps sirius black will be cleared and peter arrested, or perhaps something darker lurks in the shadows...
She should not be here. She should be in her dorm, eating chocolate and talking to her friends or reading or something. Nix watched her wand began to shake as she held it out but she forced a calming breath, or she hoped it was calming at least. Her wand began to shake a little less and she forced her mind to focus, she was not to going freeze up this time! The trunk before her rattled as if it could sense her thoughts and nix growled softly under her breath, hr eyes narrowing on the box and her determination growing. "Just a boggart, just a boggart" she said softly to herself as she felt the a soft breeze from the window was over her, gripping her wand a little tighter she nodded her head to no one and then flicked it.
She spoke the spell in her mind, something she hadn't done a lot of, and the truck actually clicked open which she was a little proud of. However moments later this was a feeling she had lost and suddenly she wished she hadn't come down here to do this on her own, her wand was shaking again. Her father climbed out from the trunk, pausing to dust himself down and then reached over to a hand that appeared, helping her mother climb out too before the pair faced her. She could remember a picture she had owned that looked like this, her father with an arm wrapped around her mother shoulders and her mother patting him on the head. She didnt remember their voices so when they spoke, no words came out but their faces twisted suddenly from the smiling ones she remembered from the picture. Suddenly there was so much pain etched in to each of their faces and they had dropped to the ground, nix herself moved to help them only to find she was surrounded by darkness and she there was nothing but her and the bodies of her parents on the floor before her. "No, no no, not again" she all but whimpered, her wand tipping in her hand before she felt the coldness wash over her. She was alone, she had no one, and she would stay alone.
Her wand shook so hard she was sure she would drop it before something snapped inside her, "I WILL NOT" she snarled. Her voice was feral as she spoke and her wand lit up brightly, the bodies of her parents vanishing as the room came back to light. Suddenly there they were again, holding hands with a little red headed girl in dungarees and throwing her gently between each other. Nix wasn't sure if it was a real memory but she was one in her mind and she focused, looking to the face of the little girl each time she was caught and held close before being turned. Her laugh was gentle, not one of outright amusement but a laugh all the same. The giggling of the toddler was catching though and she looked so happy, nix couldn't help but laugh along with the image before her soon.
