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Ellie raised her eyebrows at the other girl. The Sierra girl. That sounded awfully painful for her. But, she couldn't be bothered pondering it too much. They were on a creepy death ship, after all.
She nodded at Treyen's question. Then, realizing he might not see her, seeing as all his attention should be on possible rotting floorboards on the stairs, confirmed her ability to swim aloud.
"What?" He'd seen Acromantulas before? Ooooh, wait. Is that what happened in Charms last term? "Nevermind." She still hadn't seen them at the time. And she'd like to keep it that way.
Ooooohkay. Apparently Sierra wasn't going before her. Ellie drew her wand as she was tugged closer to Treyen, though she didn't light it. His seemed bright enough. For now.
Mmm. She didn't like that theory at all. "I hope not." It wasn't very nice of him, and Stryker was a nice man. "I doubt it, really. Tate would know about it, at least, and it wouldn't have been in the Prophet." Unless they were planning on freaking out the entire Wizarding community of Great Britain over a 'mysterious ship' that was nothing more than a new edition to the decor on the grounds.
Ellie had her own theories, of course. One of which was that it was an ancient Durmstrang ship from centuries ago that sank to the bottom of the lake and resurfaced for some unexplainable reason. Logical, yeah?
Maybe not.
So, Ellie could swim? Perfect.
"Then what's wrong if the ship starts to sink, right? You can still swim away from it," he said, with a shrug, as if the thought of a sinking ship was something easy to deal with. Still, it was logical that he wouldn't be bothered, after all, it's not like they were at the middle of the lake. Swimming to shore won't take as long, nor make them too tired.
But, yeah, that wasn't happening, anyway.
What?
"You know, with Saylen...," that was during his third year,
"...wait, you didn't attend that lesson?" he remembered Salander, Kurumi, Legend, Diggy and Emmy in there, because they were kind of next to him, but he was having issues placing Ellie in the lesson. No arachnids were harmed, though, just stunned. And no humans were harmed either, not physically, at least.
Actually, being closer to Ellie proved to be rather uncomfortable for him right now, maybe the fact that it was still darker than usual made it all awkward in his head. That's why he took a couple steps away and pretended to wander into the ship, or towards the two figures up there, even more. The boy froze in place when the Ravenclaw spoke again,
"That...makes sense," he said, smiling towards her. See? She was clever, he didn't consider the article into any of this.
He noticed something as he saw her,
"You have something in mind, though," he accused, nicely of course. It seemed Ellie had her own ideas about the ship, she could share them too. If she felt like doing so.
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Anna Banana 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?
Granted. The girls were always right. Both Ellie and Sierra had managed to follow the same train of thought.
"Maybe it was Masterson," he said, mostly to himself. As a matter of fact, he didn't even intend to say it out loud. But, Hogwarts was still a strange place, anything could happen. At least, Mr. Stryker was free of charge.
"You're right," the boy finally said, with one nod. Vindictus, in particular, had been rather interested in the ship.
And he kept on walking a bit farther into the ship, lighting up some unidentified barrels, and then realized that the figures he thought were Salander and Simon...actually weren't.
Then the pretty Slytherin asked a question,
"I don't even know what the others are looking for," he'd heard Salander speak of something to drink, but paid little attention to that,
"Unless you want to open up some barrels...our only choices are...going left, or right, or up." His wand lighted up the choices, except the last one, because going up meant going back.
"You decide," he winked, it was clear he had no preference as to which way they took. But maybe Ellie wouldn't want to take more stairs down...unless they got to see Barty down there. Now,
that would be awesome.
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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.
Until he heard some voice far away, he knew the voice, it was his favorite Hufflepuff.
Conan!
Sierra's boyfriend, no? The second year Huffie was cold, wasn't he? They weren't in December yet. Poor kid.
"Conan!" he exclaimed, widening his own smile,
"Where's your wand?" CONSTANT VIGILANCE, CONAN! Especially since they were in a mystery ship.
Emphasis on 'mystery'.