An Escape from this World

Maya hobbled up to the towers with her crutches. She had forgotten she was dancing alone. She had been lost in her own little world and it cost her her dancing career.

Once up in the tower she took her knapsack off her shoulder and carefully sat down. out of her bag she took her beloved flute. It was beautiful, gold plated not a dent or own spot on it. She had always taking good care of it since she had gotten it, and now it was her most prized possession. This particular flute was an open holed concert flute. Only flutist on an advanced level played a flute like this one. Beginners played the ones with closed holed like the one she had started off with the first two years. She then took out the sheet music for the waltz from sleeping beauty, a muggle movie. Lifting the flute to her lips she began to play. With each note you could hear the words of the song, that is if you knew it as well as she did.

Flute

The towers were a good place to go when one was in some sort of mood. Athena had just come from Potions and she was hardly pleased. She was still teasing water out of her curls. The spell hadn’t done what she’d wanted it to exactly but a combination of other spells would soon return her to perfection. Until then though, Athena was forced to stalk through the halls towards the North Tower where she hoped to find some sanctuary alone.

What Athena found in the tower, however, was something ultimately very different. A Hufflepuff was playing an instrument – the flute from what Athena could see. The desire to disrupt the girl became great and Athena took her wand away from her hair and aimed it at the flute. With a whispered spell, a clear thread of magic shot from her wand towards the flute. It was a spell that would hopefully, if she got her aim right, turn the flute into a snake. Then she’d take away the crutches. Perhaps she’d try out a few other spells on the girl. Athena didn’t know why but she had developed an immediate dislike for the girl. Now, she would make her suffer.