Post by briar kalina krum on Feb 16, 2013 7:10:33 GMT -5
It was early in the morning when Briar awoke with a start from an awful dream, dreams which were becoming more frequent lately. She sat up in bed while running a hand through her hair and looking at the clock on the wall, it read 8am and Briar let out a soft sigh. She knew that after her nightmare she would not get back to sleep so she decided to get dressed and head up to the owlery, her normal thinking place.
It was a Saturday morning so most students would still be sleeping soundly in their beds, she wasn't planning on seeing anyone on her way up there. She pulled on a pair of jeans and a jumper before pulling on her uggs and heading out of her dorm without even brushing her hair, she just pulled it up into a ponytail. With her she had a book and a small flask of firewhiskey, she didn't see the point in waiting till the afternoon to have a drink when she could have one right now.
While walking the hallways she was surprised to see several students already out of bed and making their way about the castle, which made her smile a little. To everyone else Briar Krum was a bitch not to be messed with, Quidditch beater and generally known as a slut, but that wasn't who she really wanted to be. The only person who really knew the real Briar was her big brother Vic, he was the one person in her life that she was comfortable telling her biggest secrets to.
When she finally reached the owlery she took a deep breath of the fresh air and smiled again, she loved the outside and sometimes wondered what it would be like to camp outside for the evening. She sat down somewhere that she had a perfect view of the sky out of an open window, seeing the light shadow of the moon as the sun was fighting to fully rise.
It was a Saturday morning so most students would still be sleeping soundly in their beds, she wasn't planning on seeing anyone on her way up there. She pulled on a pair of jeans and a jumper before pulling on her uggs and heading out of her dorm without even brushing her hair, she just pulled it up into a ponytail. With her she had a book and a small flask of firewhiskey, she didn't see the point in waiting till the afternoon to have a drink when she could have one right now.
While walking the hallways she was surprised to see several students already out of bed and making their way about the castle, which made her smile a little. To everyone else Briar Krum was a bitch not to be messed with, Quidditch beater and generally known as a slut, but that wasn't who she really wanted to be. The only person who really knew the real Briar was her big brother Vic, he was the one person in her life that she was comfortable telling her biggest secrets to.
When she finally reached the owlery she took a deep breath of the fresh air and smiled again, she loved the outside and sometimes wondered what it would be like to camp outside for the evening. She sat down somewhere that she had a perfect view of the sky out of an open window, seeing the light shadow of the moon as the sun was fighting to fully rise.