Chapter V: Christmas (Quinn)

**Molly Harper** · Subject: Chapter V: Christmas (Quinn) Fri Jul 03, 2009 6:51 pm

(It starts off as a first person post but don't worry it's just to follow things up for this to make sence)

The other morning, I woke up and I had a sudden feeling that everything that happened to me, was finally falling into place. I wasn't sure how long I had been running around in circles and avoiding my true feelings, but I guess that's what happens when you have an extraordinary life. There is always someone who will make me feel like complete Happy Squirrel. Unfortunately, The person i though would give me eternal happiness was the one who hurt me. Edward Cullen. His name alone on the egde of my thoughts caused the worst pain and inconviniance I had ever known. His fiancee didn't bother me and I couldn't care less about the wretched old superficial sl*t that had overcome Edward. I visited my family breifly with him, and when we returned that was when everything went to hell. I loathed life, I wished to die many a time - Too many times to not be concerned about. My brother didn't know what to do and left back to france. I met Edward in the forest a month or maybe more back, and I asked him, and gave him my blood. As a result I was rescued by Quinn McConnor - A bear sized man that I have grown to unnegotiably be attached. Journal entry 36#

Molly walked out of Hogwarts, and carried in her palm a letter to her mother. To announce her depression had come to a hault and the reason and all the sagnificant answers she could come up with, without reading the questions. The lack of letters being sent out was horribly dull. Perhaps people didn't have relationships with their families. That annoyed her. She trugged through the ankle deep snow, and slipped every now and then. Wrapped up in a over sized brown raincoat, with boots up to her knees. Her scarf flew out behind her and her hair attempted to follow. Most of it caught in her hood. She exhaled sharply as a cold gust of wind knocked against her. She sheilded her eyes and began to jog to across the bridge and slipped around the corner, heading up to the steps to the Owlery. Surely it would be warmer in there at least. She had kept her promise to Quinn and had not gone anywhere near the forest for almost 3 months. She was proud pof her friendship with him, even if she did want him to be hers. It just wasn't proper. She shifted up the steps cautiously, grasping the rail tightly and eventually before another cloud of snow began to fall - Tugged open the wooden door and slammed it shut behind her. Some owls flying out in shock and others turned their heads to glare. One in perticular flew down and landed on a stand and eye'd her, she reached out and stroke the owl on the head "Merry Christmas Sam" she whispered, handing the large tortioshell owl a wrapped box - which was torn to shreds to eat fiercly into a mouse. Sam looked up at her with welcoming eyes, now happy to do anything his master wanted, and held out his foot. Molly began to tie the letter around his ankle.

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