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Jason Potter Weasley 
William waved to Sierra. " How do you like the ship?" William asked Sierra. " I think of this as a pirate ship" William said to Sierra. " How about you?" William asked Sierra.
Sierra was already halfway down the stairs when she heard a voice calling out to her. Who the voice belonged to, she didn't know, but she found it strange that someone would continue on conversation when she was pretty down a long, dark hole.
"It's...fantastic," she sarcastically said. No, the ship wasn't fantastic. It was old and disgusting, and if it hadn't been for the fact that she, just like all the others, was curious about its presence here, she'd be back in the comfort of the dungeons.
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Michael White running to the hatch and looking down *snap* Big smile Sierra big smile ,,huge " stepping back in case any spells came flying up at him " Honest ... You OK "calling to her from over the lip of the hatch
"Of course I'm okay," ...you idiotic Hufflepuff.
"...but I won't be if you don't stop blinding me with that stupid camera of yours." With her wand held out in front of her, she cast
lumos. Ahh, she was on the very last step--excellent. She stepped to the floor below and started looking around for the others.
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Lockhartian ...he was already down...here. No sign of Salander, though, but his wand was giving out more light than necessary, so he tapped his wand with his index finger once and the light was dimmed a little. Better. All he could see were barrels...and a two shadows deep down...whatever place it was. Those must be Simon and Salander.
He looked back to Sierra, and, of course, Ellie, "I just don't get it, you know? Why the ship is here...do you reckon that maybe Mr. Stryker wanted to add some mystery to the grounds?" he was French, after all.
Oh, and Treyen was down here, too! At least that made
one person she could see.
Now why hadn't the headmaster or at least the flying instructor stepped down here with them, hmm?! "Mr. Stryker, ...hmm," she said, shrugging.
"I don't really know him that well, but it didn't seem like Vinny or the headmaster knew much about it. You'd think if Stryker put it here, he'd at least okay it with the big man at the top."
She paused when a board creaked underneath her feet. Great. Just great.
"So, ...what exactly are we looking for down here?" she wondered aloud. Or where they just
looking to be looking?
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Disneymaniac Baby it was cold outside. And here was Conan. He was wearing a hat, scarf, robes, hood, gloves, and definitely a thermal vest under his uniform. He wasn't getting cold at all. He wasn't used to it. It would probably kill him, given half the chance.
He pulled his scarf up over his nose, as it drifted down. Oh no, the frostbite! Those few seconds may have started off the frostbite procedure.
He shuffled onto the ship, his arms folded to his chest. He peered over his scarf to see if he knew anyone. He spotted Treyen and Ellie. And....Sierra. He shuffled up to them. "Um hi guys," he called, muffled by his scarf.
Was that Conan? She thought that was the sound of the Hufflepuff boy's voice.
"Down here!" she called from the hatch.