free falling, apollo

[ophelia cara selwyn]

And through the rising and falling apart, We discover who we are

Although this tower was primarily used for Astronomy lessons, it was never kept locked, and so Ophelia often found herself escaping at varying times during the day. She had always loved the stars, and the stillness of the world at night, and so it wasn't hard to find her standing by the window, overlooking the school grounds, in the dead of night. Admittedly, Ophelia wasn't really a rulebreaker, and so this was quite possibly the only rule she had ever broken during her years at Hogwarts- the curfew rule. It was the one thing she didn't stick to, as she found herself constantly full of thrumming energy, which didn't die down in the night. Besides, the night was practically the only time that she was able to be by herself in the Astronomy tower. Not that she necessarily minded having company, either- Ophelia was a sociable girl, despite the reputation she had as an outcast when it came to her family and the Slytherin house. She was supposed to have been sorted into Slytherin, and yet she had instead been placed in Hufflepuff and... it wasn't right.

But she tended not to dwell on such things. It didn't bother her anymore- or, at least, that was what she choose to tell herself. Being up here, feeling the breeze against her face as her eyes squinted into the darkness, she was able to forget that she didn't really belong in regards to her family. It was hurtful, really, and sometimes she wished that she had been placed in Slytherin, despite knowing that she didn't fit in there at all. Hufflepuff would always be her home, because that was where she belonged. She got along with everyone in her house, and she had the traits that were expected of her- she was hard-working and cheerful at the best of times, and she always offered a smile to everyone, and- some people were still wary of her. Because she was still a Selwyn, and still kept that last name, despite not being a real part of the family at all.

Ophelia wasn't too bothered at the moment though. She felt at peace- more calm than she had been in a while, her eyes growing accustomed to the darkness. There was dim light from candles in the tower that seemed to burn constantly, but outside it was difficult to see too far ahead, and she shivered. Ophelia had always been afraid of the dark, which was something she choose not to tell people, afraid that they would see her as weak as a result, and the tower held a sort of eeriness about it. She half wished that she had thought to bring company, although she wasn't entirely sure if there was someone she would have chosen in particular. Of course, there was always Apollo; but Ophelia wasn't as comfortable being around him now as she used to be, only because she had recently become aware of the fact that the feelings they had one shared might never had left on her part... but above all else, Apollo was her friend, and someone she trusted and choose to speak to before anyone else. She could rely on him, even if her fellow housemates always told her to be careful because he was a Slytherin- they seemed to forget that she had been around such people her whole life anyway. With a sigh, she brushed a strand of hair from her face, and pressed her elbows against the window sill, leaning her face on her hands.

APOLLO AVERY, 593, HOPE THIS WORKS ALRIGHT FOR YOU.

[APOLLO M. AVERY]

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[atrb=width,240] ' hey mom and dad, well its been a while so i just wanted to fill you in on what's been going on lately. i've really been doing well in all of my classes so far, even better than last year. I'm top of my class in transfiguration and charms. also, the slytherin quidditch team is looking great .. i know how much you two love the game. well anyway, hope you're proud of me ----- love you. ' apollo read through his letter once more before placing it into his envelope and sending it off with one of the school's owls. the boy often sent letters to his parents, briefing them on his progress and accomplishments in school ... not like they cared though. Growing up, apollo was almost non existent to his parents and as unfortunate as it is, not much has changed since then. they never failed to buy him fancy shit, but as far as affection and real love, apollo never received that. you can even argue that this is why he often comes off as cold hearted and rude to so many. not much was going on at all tonight, it was quite boring actually. apollo had been walking around the school for a while now, aimlessly .. just walking. It wasn't until he found himself heading toward the towers that he remembered that this was sort of a haven for ophelia at times .. they often went up there together, maybe she was up there tonight. " lumos " apollo casted as a small beam of light escaped the tip of his wand. upon arriving to the top - there she was. with a flick of his wrist, the light on his wand went out. " i had a feeling you were up here. " apollo said as he approached her. apollo had known ophelia for a while, some of his best times at hogwarts was with her. she was apollo's first real girlfriend, most girls before her had just been flings .. they didn't mean anything. to say that their relationship brought about controversy would probably be an understatement. his friends and housemates didn't really approve because she was a hufflepuff student and nothing like her family before her; and though apollo agreed and had his own doubts about her, it seemed as though it was just suppose to happen. she was dealing with the same thing from her peers and unfortunately the pressure got to them both and it ended. their relationship may have ended, but his feelings for her didn't and deep down apollo believed she felt the same way about him. " i remember when we use to come up here .. i'm actually kind of surprised you came up here by yourself. you know, you being afraid of the dark and all. " apollo said jokingly. that was another thing he missed, teasing her. apollo stood next to her and looked up at the sky. if you had a lot on your mind or was just stressed out, this was the perfect place to be, it was easy to relax and just think up here.	[atrb=width,140] words , 513 words tagged , ophelia selwyn tagged notes , it was great. hope this is
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[ophelia cara selwyn]

And through the rising and falling apart, We discover who we are

Ophelia didn't really expect anyone to find her, considering there were only a select handful of people who knew that she frequented the astronomy tower at certain times anyway. Although the darkness was something that caused stirrings of fear within her, she found it easily overcome in this particular tower, because she wanted to be here and that seemed to be enough to send the darkness away. At any other times, she would have hated to be alone and in the dark- and she still wasn't completely comfortable with it now, considering her hands were gripping onto the ledge tightly enough that her knuckles were turning a whitely shade of fear. But Selwyn's weren't supposed to be afraid of anything, and Ophelia had to remind herself of that constantly. She was still a Selwyn, whether any of them liked it or not, and she couldn't do anything about her family, or her own failings. She just had to make sure she didn't do anything else that they would see as embarrassing for the family reputation.

The sudden beam of light had her heart racing, and she spun to face whoever had interrupted her, a million thoughts racing through her mind as her heart beat faster. Of course, this was all an irrational reaction to the fear that coursed through her veins- there wasn't anything dangerous at Hogwarts, at least not in Ophelia's naive mind. Hogwarts was said to be the safest place in wizarding Britain- said to be even safer in Gringrotts, although that was very hard to believe! Her mind was put at rest immediately, as she just about managed to see who the intruder was before the light was put out again, and she heaved a sigh of relief, hands dropping from where they had been clutching the window sill behind her back. "Apollo..." she said in greeting, with obvious relief in her tone, inwardly berating herself for having such a skittish reaction. That was definitely something her parents and siblings would find both hilarious and stupid, and Ophelia wanted nothing more than to be accepted by them for who she was- she couldn't be as dark and twisted as the Slytherins they were.

Although... that didn't mean to say that Ophelia thought all Slytherins were the same. Whilst it was true that, upon her first meeting with Apollo, she had thought him to be just like all of the other people from his house who had tormented her at some point, she had quickly come to realise that her initial judgement had been wrong. After all, Ophelia would hardly have dated someone who she thought to be cruel or mean, as her siblings were. Apollo had proven to be a good friend, even after their break up, and if there was anyone that Ophelia should want to find her up here in the tower, it was him. They had had an odd relationship, and now had an odd friendship, but that had never stopped them before.

Ophelia smiled a little shyly as he spoke of remembering her habit of escaping to the astronomy tower, and felt a tug that the would remember things about her that other people tend to forget. They were good friends, she had to remember, and that was obviously the reason why he chose to remember that she was afraid of the dark,too. "It was an act of sheer bravery on my part." she replied teasingly, glancing back towards the window and shivering a little, because it was dark out there... but she had company now, and that was helpful of course. "You're here now, anyway, so I don't have to be scared, right?" she shrugged lightly, smiling at him all the while.

APOLLO AVERY, 629, IT'S PERFECT!