When you think you know them

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When you think you know them


I had doubts to publish it, but as I have been in the mood last evening I just had to.
Please tell me what you think about it, cause I'm still trying to find my style.

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The wind was blowing around her, playing with her long black hair that was hanging loose around her. Some leafs passed her, touched her face but she didn’t care.
She couldn’t feel them as they touched her.
She couldn’t feel the last rays of sunshine on her skin.
And she couldn’t feel the pain in her left arm that was broken. She could just feel the pain inside, that made her now helpless like a newborn.
So many questions but no answers. So many ‘what would have happened if I…’, but she came to no conclusion.
So much pain, but no one there to heal it. She had tried to heal the pain of the others. She had tried to be strong for them, to comfort them and to show them that no matter what happens, life goes on.
The students, their families, the teachers. She had been there for them afterwards.
But now, no one was there for her.
Finally, one single tear made it down her face. It was for everybody who had to suffer now. And somehow, also for him.
Why? This question was on everybody’s mind yet no one could give an answer.
When you think you know them you’re sometimes proven wrong, she thought.
She had nearly no power left but she still stood. The walls were cold and she longed to the warmth to comfort her; to make her forget the terrible happenings of this morning.

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“Professor, how does it look like?”, Jane Frate, a 15 year-old Gryffindor asked Minerva during class.
It was her second class she had today but the Gryffindors and Ravenclaws were doing quite well. She rose from behind her desk and went over to her student. Today they had to make a mouse invisible.
Not everybody had a talent for transfiguration but she could tell that Jane was quite talented. And as always worried she had done something wrong.
She left her wand on her desk. Why she had done so she couldn’t tell afterwards.
The girl was sitting in the last row. Minerva preferred to have the students next to her who had normally problems in her class so that she could be quickly there to help them. As Jane nearly never had problems she was sitting in the middle of the back but always attentive.
Minerva looked at the work her student had done. A smile spread across her face.
“Well done, Miss Frate. You’re the first who has made the mouse in front of you invisible. Ten points to Gryffindor.”
“Thanks very much Professor. I really like transfiguration.” She hesitated a few seconds.
“Probably I wanna study it later, too.”
Minerva liked her enthusiastic and intelligent student a lot. One time in her second year she had had to comfort Jane after class as she had written her essay nearly completly wrong. But after a tea, a cookie and a conversation with her head of house she had been better. During this conversation she had learned a lot about the girl.
She had been living with her mother and her older brother in a small house in the north of England. The father had left them for another woman years ago but that hadn’t been the only tragedy for the family. When she had been seven years old her nine years old brother had fallen down the stairs and had broken his neck. Afterwards her mother became very ill and so she had to take over responsibility very early.
No wonder Albus had appointed her as prefect, Minerva thought observing her student.
She really wanted to make her mother proud and Minerva had no doubts she would do so as Jane was the best in all of her classes.
“I think it’s a brilliant idea, Miss Frate. But as you know transfiguration is quiet difficult and not everybody manages the studies.”
She looked at the young girl expectantly.
“I know, Professor. I’ve read a lot about transfiguration and I know that I still have to learn a lot. But I will study hard and so I hope I’ll make it.”
“Then, I have no doubts about it”, she answered smiling warmly at her regretting not having a child like her when Jane returned her smile and not knowing that these were the last peaceful seconds of the day.




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