Warm sunny days and itchy casts.

Maya hobbled through hogsmeed on her crutches. She had refused to let the nurses use magic to fix it so they put her in a cast like a muggle. She was getting tired and sat down on big rock laying the churches on the ground next to her. She looked up at the sky and leaned back on her hands. There where tears in her eyes and her arms where in pain from holding up her body weight. What little she weighed was still more than she was use to. The cast was itchy and she was just uncomfortable. It was also a warm day which made it worse.

Ryo walked through Hogsmeade, whistling happily. The streets were crowded and it was noisy but that wouldn't ruin Ryo's mood. Being in Hogsmeade now was like being home. It was where his only good memory was, when he met Victorie. It had basically been the best day in his life besides their first date. Everywhere else there was only bad memories, and bad experiences. He didn't want to be anywhere besides Hogsmeade anymore. The common room only reminded him of Sage, and he didn't want to remember anything. Maybe he should just Obliviate his mind of all the bad memories. But if he did that, then maybe some good memories would go with them. He didn't want to lose those memories.

He stopped whistling and sighed. Even thinking about this he still felt happy. Maybe it was just the fact that today was sunny and warm. He loved days like this, but he couldn't enjoy them that much. He stuck to the shadows until he reached the place where he and Victorie met. When he got there he saw someone was already there, but he didn't approach her quickly. He was debating whether he should go into the sun now or not. Being a vampire sure had it downsides. But he finally decided to just go into the sun. He walked toward the girl and sat down next to her. It kinda gave him a de-ja-vu feeling. He looked at the girl and said, "Hello." He smiled at her.

Maya jumped a little when someone spoke. She looked at the guy who had startled her and almost made her fall off the rock she was sitting on. “Hi,” she muttered not bothering to glare at him. She took her seecatch pad out of her knapsack and a panicle. She started to draw the town in front of her. No one who saw her drawings would know there where real. They would think they where all made up. “What do you want?” she asked without looking at him. She keep drawing looking up at hogsmeed, not her paper nor at the person who had scared her.