without a sound , flower

[karma]

when she takes off, you better hang on tight
SHE GOES OFF WITH A BIG BANG AND BOYS, I TELL YOU IT'S A BEAUTIFUL THING

Karma stretched upward after the class chimed finished, it was apparently lunch time, but she ignored that, she didn't feel hungry. She was in a great mood, just having a good day and had a rather fun song stuck in her head. She put her bag on, bringing it over her head and exiting her class, smiling at a few people and heading off down the corridor. She skipped slightly, her steps bouncy from her sudden mood swing and she started up the long stairs, knowing her destination. No, she didn't love the towers, in fact she found them so unbelievably scary. Still, Karma figured she'd face her fears today, although it probably wouldn't end well. She skipped the stairs two at a time and was determined now, excited to see out over the unbelievably scenery. She tied her tiny hand around her bag, securing it as she skipped up the stairs. Karma loved hogwarts, despite her hatred of school as a whole, she really enjoyed the magic of it all, the school itself was so miraculous and nee just couldn't get enough of it.

She thought of the many wizards before her, that just accomplished so much, and although she figured she'd never amount to that much, she still wondered what she could do. Karma reached the top step and headed down the corridor to the passage to the north tower. With a deep breath, her hand squeezed her bag tightly and she headed up the stairs. Her fear of heights really put a damper on Karma. She wasn't afraid to do anything except climb something. She hated being teased for it, she hated feeling vulnerable because of it, so many times, people didn't know. She would just act natural, though it was killing her inside. And she's skillfully avoided ever being on a broomstick. She reached the top and saw out of the tower's railing. Her breath caught in her throat and she went to the direct center of the tower. "I'm such an idiot," she told herself, rolling her eyes at her ideal reasons for coming up here. Still, she shook as she grabbed her sketchbook and opened to an open page. Karma looked around curiously, wondering what she could draw to get her mind off of being 500 feet in the air or higher.

[flower]

Life was beautiful. It was full of adventure and mysteries waiting to be uncovered. Even the smallest little things in life were amazing. Well, at least that was how Flower saw things. Flower, what a silly name. Of course she never went by that name. She was known to most of the world by her middle name, Hope. Hope was very different from the rest of the children that were her age. At a mere sixteen years old she was one of the most strangest but yet lovable people anyone would ever meet. There was always a smile on her face and nothing in the world ever seemed to get her down. That was one of the things most people loved about Hope. She could lighten up any room with her dazzling personality and award winning smile. She was genuine and sweet. A soul that had yet to be corrupted by the damaged society around her.

Hope's parents were what you could call different. They were free spirited wizarding artists who would create moving pictures or write odd books about their findings in the wilderness. They were always on the hunt for new and rare types of flowers located in the forests. Hence where they received the name for Hope. She didn't mind her first name, Flower, but ever since she was little the rest of the world had been calling her by her middle name. Never the one to complicate life, she decided to go by the name of Hope in public and Flower at home.

Since her parents did not have a real profession money was often tight in their household. There was four people to feed on their small salary: Hope, her parents and her younger sister. Needless to say, they did not have the money to go off and have a shopping spree or buy extravagant items. This contributed to the reason as to why Hope made her own clothing. It was cheaper than buying the over priced items in the store. Besides, she liked the clothing she made better than the stuff she seen in the stores.

Hope adored going to Hogwarts with all of her being. The castle brought such joy and amusement to her whenever she was there. With that being said, it was no surprise that she adored school shopping. Just preparing for the new year brought a smile on her new face. Now that she was here in her sixth year she was more than thrilled. So far the school year had been kind to her and she knew that it was going to be an amazing year. Then again, when was it not an amazing year!

Having just finished her divination class, Hope found herself wandering around the North Tower. She didn't have another class to go to so she had some free time on her hands. As Hope was wandering about, her ears caught a familiar voice and it caused her to smile slightly. She could recognize that voice anywhere.

"You are not an idiot, sis," Hope said as she walked over to her sister. She and her sister had a very close relationship and she was happy about this. There was nothing more important to her thank her family. "Why would you think you are an idiot anyways? That is the last thing that you are!" Hope smiled, hoping that she could make her sister feel better. Hopefully nothing serious was wrong and it was just something minor. Whatever it was, she would help her sister out with it.

( w o r d s ) : 598
( n o t e s ) : Yes, I recycled some of this because I am lazy
( l y r i c s ) : Fireworks - Katy Perry
( c r e d i t ) : Kelsey yo ! Steal and die !