Disclaimer: The usual
Inspiration: Starry Night by Vincent van Gogh ( I strongly suggest looking at it first…)
Epilogue:
It was the night before they graduated, and the feast had ended. No one could sleep, everyone was off packing and chatting about their summr holidays. The seventh years where roaming the halls and by tradition they could do so as late as they wanted to.
Maybe it was because the teachers felt that they had to say some sort of good bye to the place. You spend seven years of your life, the years where you grow and mature and learn the most, in this place. And you do that, grow, here. Not just physically and mentally, it is a school afterall, but also socially and spiritually.
They take you away and shield you, teach you and prepare you. Now, they release you and you have to jump to the next stone slab zoom you into the future.
All these thoughts where running around Alice's head as she walked through the corridors of Hogwarts. She was walking slowly, and really looking at every knook and cranny of the place. She knew that she would not forget the place, how could one forget a big bloody magical castle? How could one forget the thousands of days spend here?
She walked up to the Astronomy tower, wanting to have one last look at the sky.
"Starry night
Oh, how bright
It settles in
Your sight and mind
The wind blows
Curling on the edges
As we will soon
Start fraying at the edges."
Alice jumped at the voice behind her, but relaxed as she saw it was Frank.
"I guess so… I've turned into my mother, she is just as sentelmental."
"There is nothing wrong with being nostalgic, Alice. Its life,"
"As long as I don't spend my life waisting it on being nostalgic, I will enjoy this moment to be it."
As so they did, Alice leaning on the railings with Frank standing behind her and holding her…
It truly was a starry night…
