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Daemon · 08-18-2019, 12:09 PM

ooc: Cherie's mini bio can be found here. She's a Stemp House resident ^__^

Maman had promised she would come. Pépère had said so, in his letter. Cherie had put on her best dress, she'd brushed her hair and she'd even made sure to wipe her school shoes down so they didn't look so scruffy and old. With her wand tucked neatly into the makeshift holster she'd made for herself - two hair ties and a sleeve off an old black shirt that she'd carefully cut off - she knew she looked like the young witch her mother always wanted her to be.

But Maman was not here. She had meetings all day long. Apparently.

Cherie was desperately trying not to be upset. She looked around, spotting Vita, Ben, the Stemps, loads of people she knew. And a couple she didn't. Her skin crawled. She liked Stemp House, she was more Cherie Stemp than she was Cherie Bonaccord, and she'd liked Hogwarts too even with the mist... but she missed France. Her France. Amiens. Running around with a key on her neck, sipping from juiceboxes as she'd explore the countryside all by herself. She'd liked that.

Then she'd come home, and Maman would be there. She was almost always there. And now, she was never there. Cherie absentmindedly scratched her one available forearm, turning to the nearby woods and wondering if anyone would notice should she take off in that direction.

Slowly at first, then with more speed, Cherie Bonaccord walked silently towards the line of trees.

08-18-2019, 12:09 PM	#9 (permalink)
Daemon Antipodean Opaleye Join Date: Feb 2008 Location: making playlists Posts: 9,753 Hogwarts RPG Name: Aria Wallace Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Eleanor von Brandt Ravenclaw First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Declan Pascal Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Brayla Stemp Gryffindor Seventh Year x4 x2	PHILOMATH ❅ not one atom, but two ♪ ♪ made of starstuff ❅ def main(): ooc: Cherie's mini bio can be found here. She's a Stemp House resident ^__^ Maman had promised she would come. Pépère had said so, in his letter. Cherie had put on her best dress, she'd brushed her hair and she'd even made sure to wipe her school shoes down so they didn't look so scruffy and old. With her wand tucked neatly into the makeshift holster she'd made for herself - two hair ties and a sleeve off an old black shirt that she'd carefully cut off - she knew she looked like the young witch her mother always wanted her to be. But Maman was not here. She had meetings all day long. Apparently. Cherie was desperately trying not to be upset. She looked around, spotting Vita, Ben, the Stemps, loads of people she knew. And a couple she didn't. Her skin crawled. She liked Stemp House, she was more Cherie Stemp than she was Cherie Bonaccord, and she'd liked Hogwarts too even with the mist... but she missed France. Her France. Amiens. Running around with a key on her neck, sipping from juiceboxes as she'd explore the countryside all by herself. She'd liked that. Then she'd come home, and Maman would be there. She was almost always there. And now, she was never there. Cherie absentmindedly scratched her one available forearm, turning to the nearby woods and wondering if anyone would notice should she take off in that direction. Slowly at first, then with more speed, Cherie Bonaccord walked silently towards the line of trees. __________________ yeah I like tеlling stories________________________ but I don't have to write them in ink_____ _____________I could still change the end