I sincerely apologize for the long absence. I really need to stop getting in trouble. But I will not bore you with excuses. Anyway, this is a short one, but in the future (after this story is done) I may expand it into a longer one-shot. :) Enjoy!
~SL
Prompt: Dance
Greengrass, Daphne
Some people told her that dancing was an odd hobby for witches, but Daphne never cared. In a world where she had to keep her feelings to herself, she managed to express herself through dance. Dancing was the most important thing in her life.
She was happy – so she danced.
She fell in love – so she danced.
She was heartbroken – so she danced.
They told her that she would never be more than a housewife – so she danced.
She looked at the miserable Slytherins around her. At any moment, a Death Eater could come for them, and force them to join the Dark Lord's side. She knew Millicent was ready to stand her ground and fight to the death, but what hope did the younger kids have? Everyone refused to talk and Daphne could feel their hope slipping away. There was nothing else she could do.
So she danced.
Please review! It really encourages me to stop stalling and put the next chapter up. :)
~SL