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Riley waited until the girl was back on her feet and then motioned down the road. “I’m staying in a flat down the road there. You can go through my clothes, if you want. I doubt you have any money to buy any,” she said. It wasn’t as if Riley had any money either, in fact, she was living in a run down old flat that sometimes didn’t have hot water. “Come on.”
Run For Your Life || closed
Passport? Check. Cash? Check. Tickets to three different places? Check, check and check. Riley stuffed everything back into her backpack and slouched back in the plastic chair. She was pretty sure she had everything she needed, for now anyway. She’d worry about clothes once she was out of the country, it’d be easy to go to a thrift store for some shorts and a top.
Impatiently tapping her feet, she checked the time again. Three hours. “Fucks sake,” she muttered. That was the thing about buying your tickets when you got to the airport, you ended up with too much time to spare. With a frustrated sigh, she leaped to her feet. She’d go find something to eat to waste time.
“Yeah, airport workers are so uptight,” Ryan replied, laughing slightly. She hesitated before grabbing the water and taking a grateful drink.
“I’m Ryan,” Ryan replied, then by her lip. “Really. Thank you again. You don’t know how much it means.”
Riley smirked a little and took another bite of food. She felt a little guilty eating in front of this girl, especially because the way this conversation was going hinted that her previous thoughts were correct. “Trust me, I know.”
She wolfed down the rest of the toastie, realizing now that she ate how starving she was, and smiled at Ryan. “So, who you running from?”
“Running from?” Ryan’s mouth suddenly went dry, even though she’d only just had a generous gulp of the other girls water. “I’m not… running from anyone.” She sat back, crossing her arms across her chest.
“Right. No, of course you’re not.” Riley’s eyes drifted back down to her food. A tiny smile played over her lips. She knew she had her. She picked at the muffin on her plate, pulling off the top.
“Where abouts are you headed? To see family?” She glanced back up to the girl, meeting her gaze.
Ryan paused, then shook her head. “Nah, I’m just… travelling,” she shrugged uncomfortably. She didn’t want to be rude to this girl who’d been so kind to her, so she held back the swear words that were threatening to escape along with a line along the lines of ‘mind your own business’.
She took a breath, keeping her eyes trained on the table in front of her.
“What about you? Where are you going?” She asked.
“Travelling, huh? Sounds fun.” Riley said, leaning back in her chair and relaxing. “Man, I used to love going on road trips to just get away from it all, you know? I take it that’s what you’re doing now? Taking a break, going to see some sights, visit some new places?” She trailed off, thinking about the last time she’d just hopped on a plane with no thought to it.
The question brought her back to reality, and she cleared her throat. “Dunno yet, haven’t really decided on a place.” She glanced around them, then leaned forwards, motioning for the girl to do the same. In a whisper she asked, “wanna know a secret?” Then, without waiting for a reply, said, “I’m actually on the run.”
Intrigued, Riley followed the girl up the staircase. She didn’t know much about this castle, despite having been here so many years; the bloody place was huge and it was a near miracle she was able to keep track of her classes. It was probably fully of secrets that only a few knew.
When Lily put her hands on a mirror, Riley became a little suspicious, though her curiosity far won over. Clearly, this girl had something in mind that wasn’t just an empty classroom. She knew some secrets of the castle, and Riley was excited to learn even one of them. Maybe she could start a proper friendship with this girl; she seemed friendly enough if she was willing to help her out with her homework and show her a secret. And then, not only would he have another friend at Hogwarts, it would be someone clever enough to help her out with things!
She quickly moved to stand beside Lily, placing her hands on the mirror as well. “Right. On three, yeah?”
Lily nodded, then turned her attention to the mirror. She had never actually used this passage before, but she knew from Potter’s obnoxious rambling that the passage itself was large enough to hold a small crowd. “One,” she began, taking a deep breath. “Two, and….three!” On three, the two hoisted the mirror off the hooks it was hung with. As the struggled with it, Lily hoped desperately that the coast was still clear.
Once they’d managed to get it down and leaning against the wall. Lily realised her mistake. Sure, they’d uncovered the passage but now they would just be leaving it open, nothing to keep the secret concealed. She groaned. “This is why you don’t adventure with me,” she sighed, gesturing towards the mirror and the open passage. “I’m a complete novice at this.”
Riley was slightly surprised by how heavy the mirror was, although by the ornate framing around it she shouldn’t have been. When they had it settled against the wall, revealing a passageway behind it, Riley turned to grin at Lily but found the other girl frowning. “Oh.” Riley looked between the two things, her forehead crinkling as she thought. An idea popped into her head and she fumbled with her robes to pull out her wand.
“I’ve got it! We can use that spell... the levitating one. That way we can close it behind us once we’re in there, and then move it again when we want to leave. Yeah?” She looked to the older girl for approval, her wand still raised.
Intrigued, Riley followed the girl up the staircase. She didn’t know much about this castle, despite having been here so many years; the bloody place was huge and it was a near miracle she was able to keep track of her classes. It was probably fully of secrets that only a few knew.
When Lily put her hands on a mirror, Riley became a little suspicious, though her curiosity far won over. Clearly, this girl had something in mind that wasn’t just an empty classroom. She knew some secrets of the castle, and Riley was excited to learn even one of them. Maybe she could start a proper friendship with this girl; she seemed friendly enough if she was willing to help her out with her homework and show her a secret. And then, not only would he have another friend at Hogwarts, it would be someone clever enough to help her out with things!
She quickly moved to stand beside Lily, placing her hands on the mirror as well. “Right. On three, yeah?”
Abandoned || closed
“Ow, fucking motherfucker!” Riley lifted her hand to her forehead, fingers touching hot blood and a stinging wound. She frowned, which hurt it more. “Oh, that’s just fucking great,” she hissed, reaching back through the wire fence to grab her bag. “Stupid ass fence.” She hefted her bag onto one shoulder and turned away from the fence that had scraped her forehead to face the amusement park. She hadn’t expected an injury this soon into her adventure, but luckily it didn’t seem to be bleeding much. She just hoped the fence wasn’t dirty or rusty; she wasn’t sure how to get to a hospital from here.
The setting sun made the broken rollercoaster glow and Riley grinned. Definitely worth it. She scrambled around in her bag and pulled out her Polaroid, snapping a few quick photos of the place. Abandoned buildings were one of her favourite places to be, and some trawling on the internet had uncovered this place. Only recently shut down, it was still mostly standing, which made for great photos. Riley excitedly rushed towards the ferris wheel, but skidded to a halt when she saw a figure standing near it.
“Oh, fucks sake,” she muttered. He looked too short to be police, so she called out bravely, “Who the fuck are you?”
“Only if we don’t start here. I’d rather not have Buffy growl at us.” Riley shuffled out of her sleeping bag and stood up. The girl was right, she wasn’t getting much sleep anyway, and what was the harm in going for a walk. She hadn’t bothered changing out of her tank top and she quickly looked around for her jeans to pull on. “Or Giles, for that matter,” she added. “He’s like an angry uncle lately.”
She found her things quickly and quietly, and then snuck over to the front door. She turned to face the other girl and put her hands on her hips. “I’m not saying this isn’t a bad idea, because it is, but I’m also bored out of my fucking mind so I’m letting you have this.”
“Let’s go.”
Hailey grinned triumphantly. “I’ll take it,” she said, before turning the door handle and slipping out into the cool air. The peaceful streets of Sunnydale stretched out before her, and Hailey breathed a sigh of relief. Out here she felt a least a little more alive than she had in that sleeping bag. If the world was going to chain her to this stupid destiny shit, the least it could do was let her have some fun.
Turning back to face Riley, Hailey fished around in the bag she had slung over her shoulder on her way out the door. “Catch,” she said breezily, sending a stake flying in the other girls direction. “You might need this.” She pulled out her own, gripping it tightly.
Riley followed the girl out of the house, and quietly closed the door behind them. She let out a small sigh, happy that they hadn’t woken up anyone else. She really didn’t want to deal with any of that And now that she was back outside, she realized how stuffy that living room had been. She felt a lot freer out here.
The stake flying at her head caught her off-guard, but she managed to fumble it before it whacked her in the eye. “Thanks, but I’ve got my own.” She lifted her shorts and showed the girl the holster around her thigh, in which sat a small stake. “But I’m glad you have a bag of supplies,” she added, as she only had one weapon on her.
Suffice it to say, Riley was very surprised at the offer. She didn’t even know this girl, but she was so friendly and she was offering help, and who was Riley to pass up that opportunity? “I would love some help,” she grinned, lighting u.
Reaching around into her back pocket, she pulled out the list of essays she had to write; the list made sure she didn’t forget any. “I need to finish my Potions essay and start my Charms and Defense ones. Oh, and I need to practice my Transfiguration spell. McGonagall will murder me if I don’t have it down by tomorrow.”
At the girls eagerness, Lily couldn’t help laughing. “That’s quite the list,” she said, nodding. “It’s a lot, but it’s do-able. It just needs to be broken down. Prioritising stuff. What do you absolutely have to have done if you want to make it out of tomorrow alive? We’ll start there.” As she talked, Lily felt the increasingly excited. Learning was something she really enjoyed. Potter often teased her about it, even though she knew that he got grades that could rival her own. At the thought of him, Lily’s stomach clenched. If he hadn’t insisted on being such an ass, none of the events by the Black Lake would have happened. Right now she needed to focus. Helping this girl would keep her mind off everything she was feeling at the moment.
“Okay so...” Riley scanned her list again. “That would be Transfiguration and Potions.” She nodded firmly. “Those are the mot important two, and the Potions essay is halfway done. I hit a roadblock, but I think I just need a second pair of eyes.” She stuffed the list back into her pocket, faffing about with her robes.
Riley motioned down the hall, towards the library. “I think we might be able to get those over and done with quickly. Although, I’m not sure I can get away with Transfiguration practice in the library. Madame Pince would have our heads. Any ideas?”
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Riley rolled her eyes. “Whatever,” she muttered. “Look, I’ll apologise for accidentally walking into you, if that’s what you want.” She took a moment to rub her jaw, talking was making it really ache.
“And then you can be on your merry way and I’ll never have to see your face again,” she added brightly.
“I want you to fucking rewind the past ten minutes of my life so I don’t have to deal with all this shit,” Ryan grumbled, resting her forehead on her knees and shutting her eyes.
“Would if I could, but I don’t have a time machine,” Riley grinned. “Well, actually, no I wouldn't.” She held her hand out to Ryan, the smile still on her face.
“I’m sorry. Wanna go get some coffee that’s not on our clothes? Or better yet, let’s go change into fresh clothes.”
Run For Your Life || closed
Passport? Check. Cash? Check. Tickets to three different places? Check, check and check. Riley stuffed everything back into her backpack and slouched back in the plastic chair. She was pretty sure she had everything she needed, for now anyway. She’d worry about clothes once she was out of the country, it’d be easy to go to a thrift store for some shorts and a top.
Impatiently tapping her feet, she checked the time again. Three hours. “Fucks sake,” she muttered. That was the thing about buying your tickets when you got to the airport, you ended up with too much time to spare. With a frustrated sigh, she leaped to her feet. She’d go find something to eat to waste time.
“Yeah, airport workers are so uptight,” Ryan replied, laughing slightly. She hesitated before grabbing the water and taking a grateful drink.
“I’m Ryan,” Ryan replied, then by her lip. “Really. Thank you again. You don’t know how much it means.”
Riley smirked a little and took another bite of food. She felt a little guilty eating in front of this girl, especially because the way this conversation was going hinted that her previous thoughts were correct. “Trust me, I know.”
She wolfed down the rest of the toastie, realizing now that she ate how starving she was, and smiled at Ryan. “So, who you running from?”
“Running from?” Ryan’s mouth suddenly went dry, even though she’d only just had a generous gulp of the other girls water. “I’m not… running from anyone.” She sat back, crossing her arms across her chest.
“Right. No, of course you’re not.” Riley’s eyes drifted back down to her food. A tiny smile played over her lips. She knew she had her. She picked at the muffin on her plate, pulling off the top.
“Where abouts are you headed? To see family?” She glanced back up to the girl, meeting her gaze.
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“Only if we don’t start here. I’d rather not have Buffy growl at us.” Riley shuffled out of her sleeping bag and stood up. The girl was right, she wasn’t getting much sleep anyway, and what was the harm in going for a walk. She hadn’t bothered changing out of her tank top and she quickly looked around for her jeans to pull on. “Or Giles, for that matter,” she added. “He’s like an angry uncle lately.”
She found her things quickly and quietly, and then snuck over to the front door. She turned to face the other girl and put her hands on her hips. “I’m not saying this isn’t a bad idea, because it is, but I’m also bored out of my fucking mind so I’m letting you have this.”
“Let’s go.”
Suffice it to say, Riley was very surprised at the offer. She didn’t even know this girl, but she was so friendly and she was offering help, and who was Riley to pass up that opportunity? “I would love some help,” she grinned, lighting u.
Reaching around into her back pocket, she pulled out the list of essays she had to write; the list made sure she didn’t forget any. “I need to finish my Potions essay and start my Charms and Defense ones. Oh, and I need to practice my Transfiguration spell. McGonagall will murder me if I don’t have it down by tomorrow.”
