#paratng

Day turns to night, the owls scream in every distance of the castle. The night is exhilarating and the forests is darker than her mother’s hair. Delphini stares off in the distance taking every part of it in. She looks out from the tower where Dumbledore took his last breath and smiles. “How was it that such a strong and powerful wizard was taken out so easily by a sneaky pussy like teacher?” Delphini grabs the railing grasping onto the rims of the window and lets her lengthy legs dangle and sway with the movement of the wind. “I never know how beautiful this place is, it was probably better when mum took her own personal design into thought.” Delphi giggled under breath. She brushes her feather-like hair passed her many earrings and lets her hands fall back down to her lap covered in tattered leather. She whips out her wand as she sloshes it around in the air watching her Patronus fly around her. She jumps suddenly when she hears the footsteps of someone ascending the tower stairs. “Yes?’ she says cunningly.