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Tired
Years spent on the road caused her to become wary. After all that she has been through, how come she cannot find a place she can call home? The amount of fans she acquired was absurd, causing her trouble day in and day out. She often overused her minor metamorphmagus powers to hide from the more rowdy and persistent ones. Amaryllis was tired.
Battle after battle with weak trainers without even an ounce of purity in their actions weighed him down. He spent years trying to reach this pinnacle of power and success and now he that he had it all, there is no passion, no spark, nothing. The last time he ever felt truly alive was when he clashed with her, with Amaryllis Lily Potter. Or as he often joked, a prideful determined beauty of radiance and purity. (Well, in the language of flowers Amaryllis meant pride, determination, and radiant beauty while white lilies meant purity.)
The last time she ever felt at home and at peace, other than at Hogwarts or Potter Manor, was when she was spending time with, with him, her best friend and maybe someday some one more, with Volkner Denzi of Sunnyshore in Sinnoh. 'Maybe it was time to go back,' she thought. 'It has been so long since I've left his company, about three years in total.'
Here's another drabble. I can probably update once or twice, maybe three times a day before I will go on hiatus.