Long time no see (Josh)

Hufflepuff's common room was quiet again when Miseria was sitting in there, all alone again. She was holding big book about the occlumens, trying to read out something what could help her read someone's mind better. For some reason, it made her even smile. She was using it when it was nessesary but now, when Shacklebolt was arrested and she was one of those who new Headmaster hates, she will need this ability.

On the right side of her, she had another book, this time about leglimensy and on the top of it - book about telekensis. Her three abilities. Sighing quietly, she turned another page and looked up. Fire in the fireplace was lightening almost whole common room so she could read without putting her head into the book.

After fifteen minutes of thoughts, she closed her eyes and took a deep breathe. Then she san her hand trough her blue hair and bit her pierced lip, trying to calm down. Yet, again and again she had all those things what happened in Khaat's house before her eyes. She could hear every word what Majere, Wilson, Malfoy and others were saying. Every little converesation, though, even when she was sitting in the kitchen.

Sighing again, she used her telekensis and looked at the silver plate. One green apple flew trough the air into her hand and catching it, she took a bit of it.

Closing her eyes again, she closed the book as she didn't find anything there what could fill her own knowledge. She looked at the books what were on both on her side and putting the third one on the top of them, she placed them on the table what was towards the sofa on what she was sitting on. They were heavy, but thanks to her new look, she wasn't even complaining. She enjoyed the physical stuff now.

When she heard someone coming in, she raised her eyebrows and looked at the boy who came in, not even greeting her. For some reason, he seemed familiar. Maybe she had seen him before but not notised him as a preson with who she could talk with, although, she loved to make some new friends. She looked at his face and tryied to find his eyes behind the blond hair what was hiding them. Then she looked at the piercing what was decorating his lip.

When the silence filled this room again, Miseria felt that it was her turn to start the converesation. Again. "Hi," she said, not turning her face away.

Miseria raised her eyebwos when he turned hirmself to her. She wasn't sure if he was new or not. She didn't see him either in Hogwarts, espessially in Hufflepuff's dormotry. And she was active here all the time.

When he finally replied her, she put her legs on the sofa, turning herself totally around at him. He looked so sad, so miserable. Why? Did something happen to him? Miseria, as always caring person realized that there were a lot of questions raising in her thoughts what she wanted to ask him. But keeping them silent, she made a friendly smile up:"Erm, perhaps I should introduce myself..." she said with a little shrug.

Pushing her hair away from her face, she bit her lip:"I'm Miseria Manson," she introduced herself. She wanted to reach her hand and push away his blond forelock and look at his face. Scared by her own thought, she placed her hands on her knees, surprised, that she didn't even reach them out to do something what she wanted to and waited for the reply.

For Miseria it seemed like the time had stopped again. The familiar name what she heard almost stopped her heart from beating. She looked at him. Now it was her turn to be wordless. Already hearing his voice filled the emptyness inside of her what has been there for all this time when Josh was absent from the Hogwarts. From her own world and reality.

"Josh?" she asked, not even noticing how her voice sounded. It was full of happiness and disbelief. She stood up and with few steps, she was infront of him and already bowing down and hugging. "Why... where have you been?" she asked. She wanted to cry, yes, of happiness, but she couldn't. She was staring with a smile on her face at the wall, hands all around Josh.

Miseria smiled at him. Hell. He could've translate what he meant by it. Miseria's life was similiar to it lately. But she didn't say anything. Josh was the one about who she was worried about. He had been so long away from her. Kissing him on the cheek, she could smell again this familiar scent of his.

"Oh my god, Josh," she said, cringeling away from his neck. "I'm so terribly sorry!" she said, although, what could her words mean? Nothing. The harm was already done. She pushed away his blond hair infront of his eyes and looked at them, different color as they were before. He hasn't changed. Putting hands on his both cheeks, she looked directly at him:"I will help you get over it."