Going, Going... (friends/family)

[calcetines]

Angel had decided a few days ago, she was going to drop out of school. It would be the only way that she would ever be able to earn enough money to provide for herself and the twin boys growing inside of her. Angel felt nauseous, whether from the boys or the fact that she was actually leaving Hogwarts was unclear. Her trunk was lazily floating behind her, her wand guiding it. It was the dead of night, so hopefully none of her friends would see her leave. But her two best friends in the world were vampires, and consequently could not sleep at night. Angel sighed as she came down into the Entrance Hall. She was going to miss seeing this place every day.

Head held high, she made her way to the door, trunk following at a slower pace. Angel was just going to go out the doors, then take her broom to Hogsmeade, and then apparate to the apartment she had leased while she was out to St. Mungo's to confirm that she was actually pregnant. The doors closed behind her, the night was frigid, Angel shivered and drew her cloak tighter around herself. She was just opening her trunk to get out her broom when...

[igloogirl]

Gabriella spotted her from across the open clearing. Within seconds, she was beside her cousin, her eyebrows raised high at the sight of Angel's trunk. Clearly she was going somewhere, or running away. "Going somewhere?" Gabriella asked, able to make her voice sound merely curious instead of interrogating. Inside she was sincerely hoping Angel wasn't about to do something stupid.

[calcetines]

Damn, one of the two people that she had been hoping to not see this evening. Angel looked up to see the form of her older cousin, Gabriella, looking curious, but at least she was being mean about it. Angel had not wanted this to be emotional, she just wanted to get her things together and leave, no questions asked. "I'm going home," said Angel. "I leased a flat in London. I can't stay here."

[igloogirl]

Gabriella raised her eyebrows at her cousin. What on earth was this about? Angel was leaving Hogwarts, the place she had called home for nearly six years, and the place she had worked so hard for. She was throwing it all away? This didn't seem right. "So, you're just going to leave, give up?" Gabriella asked her, still a bit in disbelief. "After all this?"

[calcetines]

Angel gave a short nod of her head. "That's right." she said, closing her trunk, clasping her broom firmly in hand. She did not really like the idea of flying to Hogsmeade with her present condition, but she would do it to leave quickly. It took Angel a long time to walk there, and she had to stop frequently to rest. With a quick charm, her trunk attached itself to the bottom of her broom. Angel began to fasten her cloak, she was leaving. Her boys were not going to grow up inside the castle, they would have a proper life. Or at least as close as possible without a father.