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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Jan 2, 2009 18:30:31 GMT
I've decided, since I'm leaving today, to not just aparate wherever I want to go, but to walk for a while and figure out where to go. Though it doesn't pass my mind that maybe I should stay out of the wizarding world as I stop infront of the Ministry of Magic.
Not everyone knows Lil is alive, infact I'm willing to bet hardly anyone does. Which concludes that if I'm caught out here I'll be shipped of to Azkaban in seconds.
I don't want that.
No, I want to get out of here, yet I only move and lean against the outside wall of a shop and just stare at the building that stands tall, and is really quite menacing at this moment.
Wouldn't it be to you if you were a runaway from prison and everyone beyond that wall would throw you back?
Well maybe not everyone, else I would've been gone long ago.
Like the day I had escaped.
Slidding down the wall I sit on the ground and just lean there, grasping a few pebbles and rocks in my hand before tossing them across the street, watching the pebbles and smaller rocks hit the street and bounce of in different dircetion and the larger of the rocks skipping all the way across and I smiled softly, glancing up at a passing witch and laughed as she scowled at me.
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Post by Hayley McMicken on Jan 4, 2009 22:14:38 GMT
Now that she was back home with a new perspective on life. Hayley decided she needed a job. If she wasn't going to work in St. Mungos anymore, she'd have to find somewhere else. Hayley felt working in a random shop was out of the question. She hadn't worked hard in Hogwarts to work behind a counter. Hayley knew writing for the Daily Prophet was out of the picture, because she was a terrible writer.
Hayley did have other options of where to look, but finding a job at the ministry seemed best at the moment, which was why she found herself walking down the streets to the entrance of the Ministry of Magic. She wasn't sure if she actually a job there. There were just so many departments, and she didn't know what she really wanted to do there.
As she neared the entrance, Hayley started to nervously look around at the other witches and wizards. Soon she may become just another ministry employ walking to work. When she looked around she noticed someone very framilier. Riyaan Servansikk. Last time they met, things hadn't been too good between them. Hayley frowned and slowed down as she neared her.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Jan 6, 2009 2:50:05 GMT
The woman passed and I moved to stand up, leaning against the wall in support, smiling to myself as I did. Oh what I won't be missing. I dislike this wizarding world more and more everyday. The witch that I was, the purebloods, just like I was, I can't stand it anymore. I can't stand the constant hate for others, or the fear of war or Azkaban. I can't stand magic anymore.
Looking around, just to make sure no one's found me my eyes land on someone I wasn't sure if I wanted to see. Last time, well I don't even really remember it. Though the time before it was the whole Riley thing. The last time I was pregnant, that's all I remember.
"Hi Hayley." I said softly. I didn't need to hate her, after all I was leaving, might as well be nice.
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Post by Hayley McMicken on Jan 6, 2009 3:42:15 GMT
I was surprised that she actually started talking to me. The last time I met up with her, I hadn't left on such good terms. In some ways, I was actually wishing she wouldn't even see me. In that case I could have just walked away, and then pretend this all didn't happen. But I couldn't anymore, now that she’s seen me.
For a moment I wondered what to say? At any moment now be anger could arise because of something I said. “Hey Riyaan.” I replied. There was nothing wrong with that. A simple hey was always safe. I wondered for a moment why she was talking to me. Didn’t she hate me? Why is she even bothering? There is no way this can turn out well.
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Post by Riyann Servansikk on Jan 6, 2009 3:52:11 GMT
I smiled faintly when she said hey back. I hadn't expected that, not really from how she looked or anything when she had started walking by the ministry and seen me. Did she even know that I killed Lilian? Well that people knew at least?
"How're you?" I asked, pushing away from the wall and walking towards her. It wasn't like we'd always hated eachother or that we'd both done stupid things. Not when we were at Hogwarts at least.
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Post by Hayley McMicken on Jan 6, 2009 12:42:51 GMT
I shrugged, and said, "So so." There have been times where I've been worse, and there had been times whereI've been better. The civil tone Riyaan was using also a surprise to me. It seems like Riyaan's grudge againts me was gone. "And you?" I asked. Despite her being nice, the conversation was still awkward. I didn't really know what to say.
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