Friend in the lonliness.

Maya sat under a tree by the lake. She had found it boring in the castle so she took the chance to walk out to the lake and sit by the water. Her crutches lay on the ground next to her. The cast was uncomfortable and made her even more up set. She was mad at her self for being so stupid to begin with. She would never dance professionally now and that made her depressed the only thing that could cheer her up was playing her music or working on her art.
Maya had stopped wearing all her leotards and everything now and just wore that stupid old uniform that she hated.

Blake was emotionally hurt lately. He only had one friend and it was already uncomfortable to be around her because he'd liked her and she hurt him. He used to be hurt but now he was all better. That made him happy because now he could goto the lake and swim unlike when he had been hurt.

On his way to the lake, he saw a young hufflepuff around his age sitting near the lake. She had a broken leg and crutches. Curriously he walked over to her.

"Why are you sitting here.. And why dont you ask them to mend your bones? I'm pretty sure they have something that would mend them quickly" He said to the girl

There was a slight breeze in the weather which made his grey shirt and blue jeans flutter.

"I'm sitting here because the castle is dull and lifelelss. No color." Maya said coldly as she looked out at the water, "and i don't ask them to mend my bones because there is no point now that my dance career is over." she pulled her hair over her sholder and looked down at her hands in her lap. there reall was no point in her mind. "there is no point to my life anymore. well besides being there for my mother. She needs me.” that was the only resoan Maya hadn’t tried to end her life yet. “She’d have nothing with out me. Dad and my little brother were gone along time ago.”

"There is some color in the castle, just not enough to make someone change their mind on thinking that its dull." He said sitting down beside her. "You can still dance, Just maybe not the exact type of dance you used to. I heard of this girl who loved to dance but broke her ankle in a car wrek. She was like you and thought her life was over until someone showed them this article of these people who danced. They had lost a body part and still were great dancers. Now that girl is some great dancer even though she doesnt do the type of dancing she wanted to do. " He told her smiling softly. "You know there's always a point to life. You're kind of like me. I think im going to end up all alone because my self confidence is at a low. Youre confidence got low when you broke your leg." He took his wallet out of his back pocket. "Look at these pictures though, My purpose in life is to help those who are like me. Thats what i've done since i was 8 and im very good at what I do."

"Ballet was my life. the only two things i have ever like doing is playing my music and my art work, but Ballet took up most of my life. my mom tought me every thing i knew. The most i can do in the ballet world now is teach. i'd rather be on stage." Maya looked up at him "You have no reson to think like that. you still have the gutur you wanted. mine is in the toilet. mine is going to stay in the toilet." she looked away from him and tried to ignore his story about the girl who broke her ankle. She wasn't that girl. she wouldn't settle for just any type of danceing. only ballet.

(posting as blake)

"If ballet was your life you'd try keeping it alive by the way you are. You might not become a star like you want to but whats the problem with teaching kids like yourself how to dance? You'd get the satisfaction of helping people fufill their dreams." He said trying to make her seem more happy. "I have every reason to think like this. You know what my dream is? It's to help those who need it. I want to have family to support me with my decisions and kids to folllow in my footsteps someday. But you know what? Most of whats going to happen to me is just me getting to help kids. I probably wont have kids, I only have my mother to support me and I highly doubt I'd even have a girlfriend." He said before going silent. He didnt really have anything else to say. "You're dreams are only what you think they are. You can always make beetter of bad things that happen to you. Its a fact that if something ruins what you want then what you want wasnt meant to be."

"My problem with teaching kids how to dance is that I’d need to be a little older and out of this hell hole. even then seeing them livening my dreams the future I had never had would actually make me depressed. Its horrible livening life when my father and baby brother had to die so young. few people have ever seen any more my art work but those who have many times always see one simple thing some where in it. A man holding a little baby boy. mum misses them. i miss them. putting them into my work helps me know they are watching me and will be there waiting for me."

"You know what makes a person depressed? Thinking everything in your life will never become good. Everyone has a dream or two that gets broken and you dont see all of them sitting around depressed with their life. You have to try and make your life better even if you dont get the exact thing you want. IF you keep thinking the way you're thinking you'll die faster you know." He said looking at her. "Hey think of this, Many people here never had family besides their mum and pa. I only had my mum, pa, and grandmum. My grandmum died right in front of me and my Pa died in the war only around two weeks after he left. The only way I'd have a brother or sister is if my mum adopted. She swore she'd never marry another man because she loved my father so much. I miss my grandmum and my Pa loads too... But, They got me to want to help people. I help people who lost their parents. I help them find a calling and find their greatest talents so they have a great life when their older. Thats my calling. If the lord didnt want you to dance then he wouldve found a way to tell you and now he has found a way to tell you."

“No Lord or God did this to me,” Maya said, “this happened because I got lost in the part of the black swan. I thought I was actually on stage dancing with the prince. Only there was no prince to catch me and I fell only realizing that there was no one to cheetah me. Elijah Krum had been there. He took me to the hospital wing. He helped me only after destroying my easel to use it as a splint to keep my leg straight. Mom will be a little upset when she hears about it. The easel had been my fathers. One of the few things we had left of him but she’ll be happy to know that I’m okay.” she played with her hair tears coming to her eyes. She hadn’t thought of her father this much nor talked abut him this much since before his death. She missed him.