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Post by ``moira corner on Feb 11, 2008 1:44:13 GMT -5
February arrived, pushing away all the harsh, cold weather out into elsewhere. Warmth was here, and many students were seen out and about in Hogsmeade. Snow was wearing away day by day. No time to make snow angels or build snow mans. No time to see the snow-flakes fall..
The lawns appeared to be empty. Except, when Moira Angela Corner stepped out. She had just exited the Owerly after receiving a very mysterious package. It appeared to have no name, neither did it have a return address. Only Moira's full name and the Hogwarts address were neatly written in a classic style. Puzzled, but curious, she grabbed the package and made her way down the stairs of the Owerly to the grounds of the lawns.
Moira was not the least bit chilly. She only wore her Ravenclaw robes, her blue tie, her collared shirt, her stockings with Mary Janes, and her usual triple-pleated school uniform skirt. Still carrying the mysterious package, Moira found herself a bench to set herself down. Once she was feeling comfortable, she immediately went to tearing away the paper of the mysterious package.
Deep inside..there appeared to be a blank book. It was big--very big for a journal. Moira assumed it was a sketchbook. Afterall, drawing was one of her most out-spokened talents. Everyone knew she was an artist. She was always carrying a stationary and a sketch pad. And when one would look over her shoulder, they would find a colorful sketch or painting of some sort. Moira had a very keen imagination of her own world, and she would sketch them down. Often at times, they were confusing. Only her closest friends would have an idea, for Moira told them everything about her world.
Not only was there the empty sketch pad, but also--new paints and pencils to draw and color. So, it definitely was a painting stationary! Eager, Moira drew open the pencil box and flipped open her packet. First off, she would need to think of something that would appear in her world of creations. Hmmm...what was something Moira had wanted? Here she came to the decision of drawing a person. A nymph, or maybe a Veela? Hum, hum, hum..
Moira pondered, and the first image appearing in her head was..a boy. Immediately starting away with her pencil, Moira sketched a boy...a very handsome one, indeed. Then came to the coloring. She was unfamiliar with the paintings, but drew out a blue. Minutes later, she found a boy...still handsome indeed, in all colored state. She gazed longingly at him, and sighed with admiration.
But to Moira's surprise, a big sway of purple sparkles appeared. Her sketch pad flipped open and swayed and swayed to and fro! Her hair and robes were dancing within the sparkle rush. She shielded her eyes for a brief moment. But after revealing those light brown eyes, there was the boy she had drawn, smiling at her with a kind grin.
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