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15th Flight are Beginnings, Endings and Change
Mornings
[It's been a month since the start of the new term and so far, about nothing has stayed the same. A lot of teachers have quit over the summer, and well... The castle seemed far emptier now. Especially so in the early mornings, when he took his jog. Eerily silent, empty and cold, but that might have been the weather. A year ago the silence has been a comfort to Sano, a time when he could rest his mind and work his body, away from the usual rush. Now it just made him feel strangely alone. Which is why he's always happy when people join him on his run, or he'll take a stop when he sees an early bird, or the lights in the groundkeeper's hut still flicker. If it's just him trying to chase his ghosts away, well... No one has to know that.]
Days
[The days are now as uneventful as mornings. There's either afternoon class, or a morning class, or a house quidditch team practice, which are usually fun, but not as they used to be. He's enjoying them for the most part, but he thinks he catches a few students - especially the older ones - giving him a strange look. Not that it's a secret what happened. A lot of teachers left over the summer. A lot.
He usually just gives them a smile in turn and soldiers through the training with the usual practiced energy and zeal.
He decidedly ignores that part of his heart, that feels empty.]
Evenings
[Evenings are the worst. He used to love evenings, for the company he usually spent them in and the fun he had at this time of the day, but with almost everyone gone...
He spends a lot more time in Hog's head than he used to, that is, if he bothers to take the walk at all. Usually he just nurses his own whiskey and his own glass, in his own room. If there's a student knocking on his door late at night, it's always open, but he suspects the room seems less warm than it used to be.
But that might be just him.]
[It's been a month since the start of the new term and so far, about nothing has stayed the same. A lot of teachers have quit over the summer, and well... The castle seemed far emptier now. Especially so in the early mornings, when he took his jog. Eerily silent, empty and cold, but that might have been the weather. A year ago the silence has been a comfort to Sano, a time when he could rest his mind and work his body, away from the usual rush. Now it just made him feel strangely alone. Which is why he's always happy when people join him on his run, or he'll take a stop when he sees an early bird, or the lights in the groundkeeper's hut still flicker. If it's just him trying to chase his ghosts away, well... No one has to know that.]
Days
[The days are now as uneventful as mornings. There's either afternoon class, or a morning class, or a house quidditch team practice, which are usually fun, but not as they used to be. He's enjoying them for the most part, but he thinks he catches a few students - especially the older ones - giving him a strange look. Not that it's a secret what happened. A lot of teachers left over the summer. A lot.
He usually just gives them a smile in turn and soldiers through the training with the usual practiced energy and zeal.
He decidedly ignores that part of his heart, that feels empty.]
Evenings
[Evenings are the worst. He used to love evenings, for the company he usually spent them in and the fun he had at this time of the day, but with almost everyone gone...
He spends a lot more time in Hog's head than he used to, that is, if he bothers to take the walk at all. Usually he just nurses his own whiskey and his own glass, in his own room. If there's a student knocking on his door late at night, it's always open, but he suspects the room seems less warm than it used to be.
But that might be just him.]
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Sounds tough.
[He says in the end, because he doesn't want to be silent for too long.]
No surprise you ran, I would have done the same. It's important you follow your own ideals and pursue your own dreams, chose your own path. But from experience? Burning bridges ain't a good thing to do. It usually comes with a big price, and usually people end up regretting it, one day.
[As Sano used to think that burning eery bridge is the only possible way to attain what he wanted. Which he had, sure. Except all he wants sometimes, is to turn back time and change the way he went about his decisions. It had cost him his family.]
There's only one family, you know.
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[Even then his dad just... didn't listen. Just lectured.]
I guess I'll have to become a death eater or something to make them actually reject me.
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Don't say stupid stuff like that.
[He removes his hand only to mind his glass again, staring at it with something dark in his gaze.]
Don't make joes about something you don't understand. You have no idea how dark those times were.
[Having been a child back then, Sano remembers only some of it, but he has two older siblings, one of which is a Squib, and the other started Hogwarts the same year Voldemort controlled it, and a Muggle father. He will never forget that horrible year where he had to deny half of his family.]
There's always a better solution to damning your life. Always.
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... I'm sorry.
[There were several things he could have said, but not wanting to say vampire because that's touching too close to home base - even for a joke.]
I'm just not sure what to do at this point.
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[Sano says after a thughtful pause, twirling his glass.]
If there's nothing you can do, then don't do anything. Do what you need to do, what makes you happy. It's your life and you have to live it for yourself, not for anyone else. All will come around when you do.
But you have to be open and sincere. Walk throughh the front door, not sneak out through the window. Wage diplomatics, not war. War is only good when you win it, but you have no chance of winning against your parents.