He really was telling the truth. The eyes are a window to the soul. And his grey stormclouds translated his strength, will and stubornness. Wirling and turning and yet steady, always full of ideas but always maintaining his principles. She was drawn to them.
And yet, in the darkest corner of her mind, an image of lazy flames burned energy. Because it were his brown eyes, the different specks of brown, gold and black, which spoke of warmth, surprises and fierceness. They challenged her.
And her own? Her pale eyes which looked right through you, which spoke of her determination and independence and toughness. They stood on her own, just like her.
They were so very much alike, so full of life and strenght, and somehow complete opposites.May be that explained their mutual fire. Opposites attract.





xxx



Sophia Cassandra Jinx begint aan haar 4e jaar tovereducatie.
De vorige jaren heeft ze echter doorgebracht aan Beaux Batons,
dit jaar moet ze zichzelf zien te redden op Zweinstein omringd
door krakende harnassen, pratende portretten en
James Potter, de bruinogige jongen die de enige jongen lijkt te
zijn die ze niet kan uitstaan. En omgekeerd.
Bovendien lijkt de blonde Scorpius Malfidus haar niet met rust te laten [/center]


Fanfic of J.K. Rowling's magical world. All characters are hers completely. Own perspective.

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