#don't trust me `` Arden,.

[Kyra Moonlight]

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Running her lanky fingers through her long black hair, her eyes kept with the dripping tap which layed in front of her. Her knees pressed up against her chest with her arms latched round them. She rested her chin on top of them. This was one of the most quietest places she knew to come to, yes, there was a ghost in here. But Myrtle didn't really bother her, she just kept on the sink she would always sit at. Watching the rusty old tap drip. Her thoughts were lost in watching this, just remembering back to all the old memories in this room. Alot had happened in her life. She would rather not remember it. But she couldn't help herself.

"The good memories seem to fade, when the bad ones stay around.."

A small sigh passed her lips, as she closed her light crystal eyes today with black makeup dancing all around them. Now her fringe falling over her face once again as she just sat there, listening to the faint sound of students walking up and down the corridors further round the school. She didn't mind being able to hear everything which was happening in the school but she couldn't help herself with her hearing, smelling, sight.

She sometimes wished she never let her ex-husband bite her neck.

But how could she change that?

It was now her life.[/size][/ul]

[Arden Patricks]

I'm pretty sure this is a really bad idea.
I don't know why exactly, but I just think it is. It doesn't really feel right to be here, and I keep on thinking I should go back home. But home, of course, is why I'm here. Or rather, who's at home. And the fact that I'd like things to stay that way.

Because it just can't last, really. I can't keep harboring a fugitive for years on end, and eventually we'll either have to leave, or he'll have to leave, or he'll get caught, or something. Unless I can manage to talk to someone with influence who can help me figure out how to make him not a fugitive.

But how do you explain all that? How do you just show up, announced, and try to explain it? This is ridiculous, clearly, and it isn't going to work and I don't even know what I'm doing here at Hogwarts with such a half-formed plan.

So somehow, instinctively, I've found myself heading toward what was once one of my haunts. One of those many lovely places I would go when I was a kid who didn't know what else to do. This one I spent a little bit less time in than some of the others, but it still has its memories - meeting a girl who liked oreos, showing up just in time to stop Riley slicing up his arms. Cheery things like that... childish things. I don't belong here anymore. Grownups don't hang out in creepy old bathrooms.

Well, maybe some of them do, I mend, pushing open the door and spotting someone vaguely familiar. I almost turn straight around and walk out again, except I notice that she seems a bit upset, so instead I hesitate, hovering half in the room.

[Kyra Moonlight]

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After a while of her just sitting there still, her bones began to go all stiff. She moved her chin off of her knees, and then rested her head on the tap behind her. Closing her eyes softly, letting a small breath leave her lungs as her shoulders raised up and down. She moved her fingers slightly from her knees, and placed them in with each other again. Pressing down, she heard cracking noises from all the fingers at once.

Wrapping her arms back around her knees. Her eyes stayed closed, well, until she heard the door open.

Slowly opening her eyes, she tilted her head to the side. Giving a small frown as she tried to think who it was. It was a first reaction to frown when she saw someone she knew but couldn't quite remember who they were.

".. Er."

Her voice quite quiet as she tried to think more, her gaze falling to the floor. Thinking back to the first time they met, she scanned for the name in her thoughts. And then it clicked.

"Arden?"[/size][/ul]

[Arden Patricks]

"That would be me," I nod, wondering who in the hell she is. She can't be a student here, I don't think, if I know her and she knows me, but if not then why is she here?

"Are you all right?" Whoever you are?

[Kyra Moonlight]

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Letting a small chuckle leave her lips as she heard the thought after she asked if she was alright. She knew she got the name right before hand, however not many people really remembered her. It was quite strange but she was used to it by now.

"Don't remember me, eh?"

Looking back at the ground once more, giving a small nod to her being okay. Just the usual, of the girl thinking constantly. She couldn't help it, she was just so darn into it by now. She loved thinking accept for when she had to sort out horrible issues. That just made her sad.[/size][/ul]

[Arden Patricks]

"No... can't say I do." I shake my head, eying her oddly. "Should I know you from somewhere then?"

[Kyra Moonlight]

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She couldn't help but release a small chuckle leave her lips, making her shoulders raise up and down slightly as her hair moved back and forworth.

'Either she doesn't have a good memory, or I've changed a hell of a lot.'

Biting her lower lip for a second, trying to think why most people didn't remember her. But at that moment at time, she really couldn't be bothered to sort things out.

"We've met around numerous amounts of times.. Kyra moonlight."[/size][/ul]