The last breath before the chaos.
I'm sitting here in the library, curled up on the loveseat, with Bee at my side.
Cozy in my Gryffindor sweater, I'm drinking tea sweetened with honey I helped harvest.
It's snowing.
It's so quiet.
Watching the snow swirl through the light from the street lamps is mesmerizing and so utterly calming.
I feel the tension that has been strung through me for weeks start to loosen and fade.
I can breathe again.
All will be well.
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