[She hadn't expected to laugh today. Not when she woke up that morning, realizing she had been eighteen now for a whole week. Eighteen and alive. Not when a part of her still feels as if she should be dead. It was easy to guess today would be one of those lost days.
Easy to sneak out of the house and hide herself in the western part of the woods, up in a tree, out of sight. Staying up there most of the day. Watching the squirrels and the birds. Trying not to think.
At some point, though, she does get restless. The journal's pulled out. And she sees listens to Draco's question. And, unexpectedly, she laughs. Remembers Prim yelling at her the first time she attempted to drown Buttercup.]
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Easy to sneak out of the house and hide herself in the western part of the woods, up in a tree, out of sight. Staying up there most of the day. Watching the squirrels and the birds. Trying not to think.
At some point, though, she does get restless. The journal's pulled out. And she sees listens to Draco's question. And, unexpectedly, she laughs. Remembers Prim yelling at her the first time she attempted to drown Buttercup.]
It works. Tossing them in water.