From Ilvermorny Part two
Second part to the Ilvermorny transfer imagine, part one here
Word count: 1610
Warnings: grief, mention of death
Note: lol this is kinda crap because I woke up at 4 am and couldn’t sleep and wrote this and fell asleep halfway through writing it hahaha it’s gonna be kinda odd but enjoy!
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As the breeze from what had been a windy day blew gusts around the castle at twilight, the stars shining brightly in their secluded spots in the sky, you lay in bed breathing deeply, simply thinking back over your first day at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The subtle differences between Ilvermorny and Hogwarts were at first apparent and alarming in quantity – but the more you began to settle into your new environment, the more you began to realise that Hogwarts, too, had the familiar feeling of home.
Home. What a strange concept to behold. Home was where you made it, and yours had recently been changing like the breeze, itself.