Chapter 4-Always the same.
Sileas ran out of the great hall, her eyes hot with tears. She walked onto the grounds. Usually it was her favorite place to be, almost always filled with the most interesting people, although tonight she wished that she were actually were transparent. She looked over at the tower that was now all too familiar to her. She took out a piece of paper and scribbled down words. She then walked up the stairs and looked into the room. She didn't want anyone to be there. She wouldn't be able to tell him then. She took a seat on the green leather couch, and began listening to the conversation.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Rave invited her in. She looked ill, dark circle's under her eyes. Proof of sleepless nights she thought to herself. "Hello. I'm Sarah Granger Snape. I've come to see if you have any..any" she sneezed loudly. "Sorry. I wanted to know if you had any more spot's in your class". Rave stared at her "I have enough room for anyone who wishes to learn the Celtic magic" he smiled at her while she took out her planner. "Hmm.. let's see" She mumbled under her breath "I have divination on Monday's and Thursday's, then muggle studies on Wednesdays and I have Muggle wars with professor Andlyn on Tuesday's. That leave's Friday's except I have quittich.". Rave looked at her a bit of a look on his face "I do not plan my classes around the student's. My classes take place Tuesday's and Thursday's" There was yet again a knock on the door "Come in" he said loudly, then looked over at Sileas "Tell me.. Why do I like teaching?" he smiled then looked to see who was at the door. Sileas laughed "Because you love the kids so much?" he rolled his eyes then saw the person who entered.
She was holding an owl in her hands. "Do you mind if I put this down" she glanced over at the couch. Rave got a bit of a confused look on his face "Go ahead" he said standing up. "I'm very sorry to interrupt anything" she glanced quickly at Sileas then back at Rave "But I wanted to know if you had anything that would fix this blasted bird before I take it back to the owlery" she looked partially exhausted as she place the bird onto the couch. He quickly walked over to a cabinet and opened it. Sileas looked in to see many bottles of medicine untouched, and unopened. She looked at him, her eye's showing that she was worried. Once he saw that she was glaring at him he turned to Sarah "You mustn't work your life away child. It's much to short for that" he looked over at Sileas and then at the stranger. "He'll be out for awhile. He looked over at the door, politely motioning for them to go. Once they had gone Sileas didn't turn around. She stayed staring at the fire.
"Are you alright, Sileas?" He spoke sincerely although moderately afraid that she had to see that. She ignored his words, as he sat down at his chair. A minute passed without a noise. "What's wrong with you?" she said silently, her gaze still at the fire. He ignored her words, and continued staring at the papers. She stood up "What's wrong with you?" she said with an angry tone of voice. "It's nothing" he said still looking down at the paper. She looked at him "That" she pointed to the cabinet "That is not nothing" she continued to look at him. He could sense that she was angry, which upset him as well. "Look the muggle doctors gave that to me. They said that there's something wrong with me. But they're always wrong!" She looked down at him, while he looked down at her feet. "Why aren't you going to tell me" She looked at him and threw him the letter. "I'm leaving Hogwarts, I have to wait for two weeks after I send in that letter, but I'm leaving" He stood up "What do you mean your leaving! You can't leave" she looked at him. "Well I can and I am". He looked at her "Fine" he sat down on the couch "Go then" He looked up at her seeing that there were tears in her eyes. "Sileas?" she shook her head and ran down the stares to the grounds.
Rave was angry with himself. Knowing that he should go and follow her. But he stayed, his eyes looking down at the stares. Suddenly he struck his fist against the cabinet, his blood rushing down his arm. He groaned in the pain, as he slid down to the floor, covered in a sticky red medicine from the cabinet.
Sileas ran out of the great hall, her eyes hot with tears. She walked onto the grounds. Usually it was her favorite place to be, almost always filled with the most interesting people, although tonight she wished that she were actually were transparent. She looked over at the tower that was now all too familiar to her. She took out a piece of paper and scribbled down words. She then walked up the stairs and looked into the room. She didn't want anyone to be there. She wouldn't be able to tell him then. She took a seat on the green leather couch, and began listening to the conversation.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Rave invited her in. She looked ill, dark circle's under her eyes. Proof of sleepless nights she thought to herself. "Hello. I'm Sarah Granger Snape. I've come to see if you have any..any" she sneezed loudly. "Sorry. I wanted to know if you had any more spot's in your class". Rave stared at her "I have enough room for anyone who wishes to learn the Celtic magic" he smiled at her while she took out her planner. "Hmm.. let's see" She mumbled under her breath "I have divination on Monday's and Thursday's, then muggle studies on Wednesdays and I have Muggle wars with professor Andlyn on Tuesday's. That leave's Friday's except I have quittich.". Rave looked at her a bit of a look on his face "I do not plan my classes around the student's. My classes take place Tuesday's and Thursday's" There was yet again a knock on the door "Come in" he said loudly, then looked over at Sileas "Tell me.. Why do I like teaching?" he smiled then looked to see who was at the door. Sileas laughed "Because you love the kids so much?" he rolled his eyes then saw the person who entered.
She was holding an owl in her hands. "Do you mind if I put this down" she glanced over at the couch. Rave got a bit of a confused look on his face "Go ahead" he said standing up. "I'm very sorry to interrupt anything" she glanced quickly at Sileas then back at Rave "But I wanted to know if you had anything that would fix this blasted bird before I take it back to the owlery" she looked partially exhausted as she place the bird onto the couch. He quickly walked over to a cabinet and opened it. Sileas looked in to see many bottles of medicine untouched, and unopened. She looked at him, her eye's showing that she was worried. Once he saw that she was glaring at him he turned to Sarah "You mustn't work your life away child. It's much to short for that" he looked over at Sileas and then at the stranger. "He'll be out for awhile. He looked over at the door, politely motioning for them to go. Once they had gone Sileas didn't turn around. She stayed staring at the fire.
"Are you alright, Sileas?" He spoke sincerely although moderately afraid that she had to see that. She ignored his words, as he sat down at his chair. A minute passed without a noise. "What's wrong with you?" she said silently, her gaze still at the fire. He ignored her words, and continued staring at the papers. She stood up "What's wrong with you?" she said with an angry tone of voice. "It's nothing" he said still looking down at the paper. She looked at him "That" she pointed to the cabinet "That is not nothing" she continued to look at him. He could sense that she was angry, which upset him as well. "Look the muggle doctors gave that to me. They said that there's something wrong with me. But they're always wrong!" She looked down at him, while he looked down at her feet. "Why aren't you going to tell me" She looked at him and threw him the letter. "I'm leaving Hogwarts, I have to wait for two weeks after I send in that letter, but I'm leaving" He stood up "What do you mean your leaving! You can't leave" she looked at him. "Well I can and I am". He looked at her "Fine" he sat down on the couch "Go then" He looked up at her seeing that there were tears in her eyes. "Sileas?" she shook her head and ran down the stares to the grounds.
Rave was angry with himself. Knowing that he should go and follow her. But he stayed, his eyes looking down at the stares. Suddenly he struck his fist against the cabinet, his blood rushing down his arm. He groaned in the pain, as he slid down to the floor, covered in a sticky red medicine from the cabinet.