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Taube silently thought to herself a quote from some person, the one that she thought most described her. 'I like the rain: No one can see me cry.' Then she suddenly turned. "I'm going inside: I need to think. And don't even try me with something like 'I know that this must be upsetting,' because I have heard that more than enough times to last a lifetime. Trust me, after a while, that crap really starts to show for what it is: naught. Nothing. Pointless. It only makes me feel worse than I actually do." Taube said, and ran off, not bothering to hold the umbrella. She could disguise her crying, her sadness, her weeping. And she knew, nothing could comfort her. Nothing at all.
 
When Taube came into the common room, Charlotte coulnd instantly tell she had been crying. She didn't ask why, all she did was grab a spare blanket and put her arm around Taube, huddling her near the fire.
 
Taube didn't smile, only stared into the fire. Then she began speaking practically to the fire, the only thing she could think of that wouldn't feed her the same thing as the last times-'I'm sorry for your loss.' Always the same. "They're dead. All four." Taube said, still staring. "Gone, forever. Like I wasn't feeling bad enough." She said into the fire, as if it was a human being. "Charlotte, something-or Someone killed them. Lirio, Ponii, and Chelsea, and even Chelsea's mom." Taube said, looking at Charlotte.
 
"And of course, I'm always the one to find the bodies." Taube said, tears forming again in her eyes. "Y'know, if there's one thing I like about the rain, it's enough to hide your tears. Just enough to help the mood feel so much better. Oh Charlotte, it was so horrible! Ponii's wrists were sliced several times, right on the vein, Lirio's neck looked as if it had been snapped, and Chelsea-" Taube stopped and sobbed for a minute. "Chelsea had been stabbed, hard, and her mother had her neck slit! It looked so... so..." Taube trailed off, and cried even harder.
 
"At least it's not the usual crap, 'I'm sorry for your loss, is there anything I can do to make it better?' I swear, after a while that annoying phrase will just make me feel so much worse, because suddenly it's my loss. What about their loss? The loss of their lives? Anyone think about how they feel?" Taube said, clearly angry. "What's next?" She buried her head in her hands, and cried even more.
 
Name: Bailey
Student
Appearance: Shrot blonde gair, blue eyes, average height, very skinny, but musclar
House: Gryffindor
Personality: Funny, sweet, loves to joke, but is serious when needed.
Other: Likes Charlotte, but she doesn't know. (Yet)

Name: Joseph
Student
Appearance: Ear length brown hair, not skinny, but not fat, chocolate brown eyes, rather tall for his age, but not overly
House: Gryffindor
Personality: Different, but cool, is kind, but has somewhat of a short temper
Other: Knows nothing of the muggle world, so he is entrigued with the fact that Taube lives in it, so he likes to hang around her alot and ask her questions
 

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