Girls Only!! (That includes you Misters Potter and Weasley!) A funny inscription etched on the door with a potions knife reminds us all of the great deeds Harry Potter and his friends performed during their time at Hogwarts.


OOC Note: All SS Board Rules and School Rules apply in this bathroom. Violators may be punished both OOC and IC should they break any of those rules.

Milly was brushing her teeth when suddenly she heard a noise she thought what was that but it was only one of the girls playing a trick on her by dropping everyones stuff on the floor and baming it on milly.

Shana walked into the bathroom.Okaaay.This was weird.Buut then again Shana was weird,very weird.But why had she come in the bathroom ? she didn't need the toilet.Nope.And besides the smelt funny.Toterly Grosh.Ewwww.She shook her head at the thought and took a gulp she saw a girl brushing her teeth.At this time of the day,Pfft.Strange.

Well my teeth were a bit dirty so i had to cuz i was going to have a posh meal with my family so i dint want to look a state did i ? So anyway shana how are you today ? whoops ouch i hurt myself milly screamed the place down because she slipped on some water and cut all her leg and her face OUCH ! Shana can u help me ? Call someone quick !

Shana rolled her eyes.okaaay.Anything to get me out of this smelly place.she shrugged and began to shout.Hulloo ? Anyone there ? SOMEBODY COME HELP! she screamed sarcastically pretending to care.

Ahhhhh ! Pleaseeee Helppp Shanaaaa !
my head has split because it landed on glass oh no !

Shana looked wide eyedly.I am No first aider,Maan,Wheres Lima when you need her.she shrugged and skipped over to the door breathing in some fresh air.

You could of at least helped me up and taken me to the hospital but i had to get up myself and get to the hospital myself,i nearly fainted.

Shana rolled her eyes.Yeah,whatever You only cut yourself how did you nearly faint ? Pfft.what a lie,she thought to herself,she wasn't sure what she thought of this Milly girl buut she didn't yet know if they would ever be friends.

Well shana have a look at my head it is split a bit and theres blood and i absoloutly hate blood !

Sorry for any trouble !

After reading the inscription etched on the door walked in to the restroom. She wanted to change out of her damp robes and clothes before she got a cold.
She pulled out a plastic laundry bag that she always kept in her smallest enchanted trunk. She took off her robes and clothes and dropped them on the floor. She took a dry pair of clothes and robes from her small trunk and got redressed. Then she gathered up her stuff on the floor, putting them in the bag, closed it and placed it in the trunk. Then she headed out to go down to the Great Hall. One to find out what they are going to do and two she can us a cup of hot tea now.

Milly saw that there was some people she walked in and started to wash her face a little then she walked up to the girls and said hii there whts your name ? Milly really did not like the girls bathroom much because she hadm a injury but she is ok.

Iris really needed the loo, amd she'd heard that these particular loos were haunted, but who would haunt a toilet? seriously? So she opened the door and laughed at the sign on the door, making a mental note to check oout what they did to have that put there, and walked over to one of the cubicles. --a few minutes later -- Iris came out of the cubicle and went over to the sinks and tried to turn the tap. It didn't work... 'odd' she thought to her self, 'why doesn't that tap work...'

He did NOT enter the bathroom. Oh no he didn't. He merely approached the door... and... well...

He put a note on the door, and slipped an identical one underneath. Myrtle was always going on about him visiting her bathroom... so she'd be sure to be in this one, right? Errrrr... maybe. Still... there were a few others to go, just in case.

Feeling like a freshen up, Lilly walked into the bathroom with her bag. she put a new layer of make-up on and checked her robes to make sure they looked good. soon after, she decided that she had to go potty. so she did so then washed her hands, checked her hair, took one last peek at her make-up and bounded out the door to go on a new adventure.

Celandine slid down the stairs, swaying alarmingly on the bannister and jumping off in a pile of body-wracking sobs. She was going to be sick. She ran as fast as she could to the bathroom, glad that she hadn't run into anyone on her way down.

She burst through the door and immediately ran to a stall and started dry wretching, still sobbing and gasping for breath and feeling like the world had just ended. She felt tiny and insignificant and mean and horrible.

Worst person in the entire school.

She never understood it when her grandmother told her being a woman was hard. What was hard about great hair, a killer wardrobe as the best jewelery you could afford?

Now she understood.

Her heart was betraying her. She wished she could clone herself so she could be with everyone that wanted her to be with them. So she would be the flirty playgirl for Steven, the little girl in the sandbox with a bar of chocolate for Theo, the laid back friend for Copernicus.

She could only be herself, and she could only be with one person at a time, not that she wanted to keep breaking up with people just to run to another. Her mother never did that. She found Paris' dad and that was a wrap for her. They were married a year later.

She had always envied girls who seemed to have boyfriend after boyfriend, she didn't envy them now. She envied her mother.

She was sniffling and wiping at the tears on her face as she rounded the corner and turned into the bathroom. Her face was all spoltchy and ashy. She needed to clean herself up.

She didn't want to run into Theo, she still didn't know what to say to him, and Chris was being so good about this. It sounded like someone was dying in one of the stalls. She walked over to the door and knocked. "Are you alright in there?" She asked softly.

She forgot her own woes, her own face tight with dried tears.

Celandine let out a loud wail, practically channeling Myrtle except with genuine pain rather than ghostly posturing. "I-I-I..." She started retching again and tried to take a deep shuddering breath.

"I'm fine!" She couldn't keep the lie out of her voice and she knew it. "I'm notfine!" She told the two voices outside the door.

She had to cover her ears as whoever was in the stall wailed like a steam boat whistle. It sounded like Myrtle but this was a live person and now that pesky ghost.

She was going to be sick if whoever it was kept throwing up. She pulled her wand out of her pocket. "Alohomora," the door swung open to reveal Cela.

Paris looked at her in surprise she had never seen Cela in this state. She forgot her own woes. She was on her knees behind her holding her hair in a heartbeat. "Oh my god Cela what's wrong?" She asked.

Celandine retched again from the sobbing, though she wasn't actually vomiting anything. She took a deep breath and attempted to sit up, slumping against the wall almost straight away and sobbing some more.

"I br-oke u-u-u-p with Pl-ymouth."

She rubbed Cela's back gently as she seemed to stop throwing up. She moved back as Cela moved away from the toilet bowl to lean against the wall.

So she was still having man trouble too. In the past Paris would have made some rude comment about her getting her justs dessert for playing with fire, but Paris know all too well how heartbreaking dealing with boys could be.

She sat down next to her. "I'm sorry." There weren't any comforting words she could tell her right now. There wasn't anyway to ease this pain.

Celandine wiped her face and sobbed again. Ugh. She took a deep breath, her voice came out quiet and lost, "You should have seen his face... I... I've never hurt anyone like that before."

Except maybe Copernicus? Not as much though? Differently?

Ugh.

Not good thinking about him either, that was just as bad if not worse.