Bella's trips to Hogsmeade were far and few between since she'd relocated to the Hebrides, but she still found reasons to return every now and then. Despite her tumultuous last year, she still had friends who resided there, and she no longer fretted about running into members of her family since they'd relocated to Wales. When in doubt, there was always business to be conducted — dragon-handling equipment to be bought, harvested supplies to be sold, business connections to be visited.
No longer did she fear wandering in Padmore Park as the sun dwindled over the horizon. She no longer wore the dainty dresses that marked her as a debutante, and no longer did anyone expect her to have a chaperon glued to her side. She had freedom by every definition, even if she'd had to sacrifice comfort and reputation to get there.
She was, more than she'd ever been in years prior, happy.
Bella followed the blue flames that lit the path through Padmore Park at this hour, enjoying the peace that came with an empty mind and the serenity of nature itself. The spring air was warm and filled with the scents of the various plants that sprouted from the grass and the bushes. Everything was calm. Still. Predictable. And then it wasn't.
The little blue wisp caught her attention almost immediately, and Bella was far too nosy to mind her own business. She moved closer and closer until the blue wisp was replaced by the sight of a young gentleman with bright red hair and a complexion that was milkier than her own.
"I never had any luck with the patronus charm, either," she offered by way of greeting, a single brow cocked curiously.
No longer did she fear wandering in Padmore Park as the sun dwindled over the horizon. She no longer wore the dainty dresses that marked her as a debutante, and no longer did anyone expect her to have a chaperon glued to her side. She had freedom by every definition, even if she'd had to sacrifice comfort and reputation to get there.
She was, more than she'd ever been in years prior, happy.
Bella followed the blue flames that lit the path through Padmore Park at this hour, enjoying the peace that came with an empty mind and the serenity of nature itself. The spring air was warm and filled with the scents of the various plants that sprouted from the grass and the bushes. Everything was calm. Still. Predictable. And then it wasn't.
The little blue wisp caught her attention almost immediately, and Bella was far too nosy to mind her own business. She moved closer and closer until the blue wisp was replaced by the sight of a young gentleman with bright red hair and a complexion that was milkier than her own.
"I never had any luck with the patronus charm, either," she offered by way of greeting, a single brow cocked curiously.
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