"Well. What if I happen to like Dark magic anyhow, mother? " Gwendolen contended, still not looking at her "I feel it is much more my style with it! "
[Gwendolen's mother had heard the saying that sometimes people were born dark. She still refused to believe that about Gwendolen, no matter what she did. Gwendolen was a very lovely girl with so much potential. But the malice she sometimes glimpsed in her eyes seemed very real. The hurt as well. sometime almost... There could be danger of locking up someone with emotions like that. No, she would not let that happen! She couldn't change who her daughter was though. Maybe, she just needed to point her another way...] "fine then. Maybe so. You do have potential for it anywya. though you need to control it. Once you get it back anyway, since your magic is on probation now. "
"do not remind me." gwendolen replied bitterly. She hated this. She was a normal, non magic user now!
her mother put a hand on her shoulder "But gwendolen, don't you think you can use for talents to help certain people, those you care about? what about your family, your friends? (even though she knew she did not really have friends yet) ..What about Garrin? and surely there are others you like?"

[Serena scoffed and turned away] "Let;s just leave. Oh, let us check out the tea room perhaps! I could use some cakes!"
"Cakes would be yummy!" [the two ran off to the tea room, Luna the cat bouncing in Serena's bag. There were alreayd a few other girls there. A studious looking girl was reading a book, a girl with long black hair looking out the window thoughtfully, a tall ponytailed brunette putting down a fresh plate of cookies and a blond with a red bow reading a fashion magazine]