5 Jan 2020, 15:26
Who would want to be friends with a freak anyway?
Opeila liked the peaceful atmosphere of the library. In her muggle school it had always been loud, it was never completely quiet.
Gently she let her fingers run over the books, some of the titles made her smile.
Books are like cleverer, nicer and much more honest people. And in this huge quiet place they seemed to whisper to one another.
She took one of the books out. "Fantastic Beasts and where to find them" it said on the cover. Opeila sat down on a chair, opened the book and allowed Newt Scamander's words to lull her in and take her into a world far away.
She admired Scamander. He had seen so many parts of the world that Opeila wanted to see someday.
After a while she put the book down and stared out of the window. The book put images in her head, images of windy mountains or hot deserts. And places she had seen on holidays with her parents. They visited Spain and Greece multiple times and France too.
She had never been without her parents more than a day and now she was supposed to wait until the holidays before she could see them again. Suddenly it seemed impossible. She didn't have anyone here, not even a pet. Only books.
Quickly she pressed her palms on her mouth before a sob could escape. She didn't belong here. She didn't belong anywere.
Gently she let her fingers run over the books, some of the titles made her smile.
Books are like cleverer, nicer and much more honest people. And in this huge quiet place they seemed to whisper to one another.
She took one of the books out. "Fantastic Beasts and where to find them" it said on the cover. Opeila sat down on a chair, opened the book and allowed Newt Scamander's words to lull her in and take her into a world far away.
She admired Scamander. He had seen so many parts of the world that Opeila wanted to see someday.
After a while she put the book down and stared out of the window. The book put images in her head, images of windy mountains or hot deserts. And places she had seen on holidays with her parents. They visited Spain and Greece multiple times and France too.
She had never been without her parents more than a day and now she was supposed to wait until the holidays before she could see them again. Suddenly it seemed impossible. She didn't have anyone here, not even a pet. Only books.
Quickly she pressed her palms on her mouth before a sob could escape. She didn't belong here. She didn't belong anywere.