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Mad Eye Touz · 09-06-2011, 03:09 AM

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Originally Posted by Nabs

It had been a week since school had begun, and yet Byron was STILL getting hopelessly lost in the ridiculous castle. He wanted to kick the stupid looking statue at the top of the stairs, knowing that this was definitely NOT the way to the grounds. How the heck had a staircase leading DOWN led him to a passage that completely distorted his sense of direction, and then finally got him to the bloody SEVENTH floor?!

RAWWRRR!!!

He grunted in pain upon kicking the stone wall. Not for the first time this week, the fourteen-year-old wanted SO badly to give in to his frustration and instead of physically knocking the statue over, then hexing some first years, and pulling mandrakes out of their pots without earmuffs like he wanted to... he slumped on a nearby window sill.

The walls were thick enough here to ensure that he could sit with his legs crossed and lean all the way in, so unless you were looking straight at the window, you wouldn't be able to see the sulking teenager.

Why the hell had his parents moved him back here? He was MORE than happy at school in Egypt where his uncle worked on several digging sites. But noooooo, just because Uncle Early closed off his project there and was going to go to some Unplottable Island, they'd insisted he be transferred back to England and live with them.

And now he'd been sorted into Slytherin. It was bad enough Aunt Katya had been a Hufflepuff, but now he was the only other one in the family to not be a Gryffindor. As if he needed a reminder that he didn't really fit in.

Aspen Odessa was still having problems with getting lost in the endlessly changing corridors, the trick steps, and general hustle and bustle of Hogwarts. She had her book satchel around her shoulders and she was creeping down the corridor quietly in search of her Common Room.

It was embarrassing to be a week in and STILL not able to find her Common Room every time. But she HAD taken notes on turns and statues to help her find her way....and was just about to get them out to check when some random Slytherin (who was REALLY lost apparently) began abusing a statue. She watched, intrigued, until he disappeared.

Maybe it was a secret passage??

Quieter still, she crept to look around the sill .... and startled to find the BOY. THERE. Just sitting. "Oh!"

...

"Uhh... hello. Sorry. I think." Smooth Odessa.

09-06-2011, 03:09 AM	#3 (permalink)
Mad Eye Touz Diricawl Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: Throne. Posts: 26,786 Hogwarts RPG Name: Zahra Kettleburn Seventh Year Ministry RPG Name: CJ Cooper	Inside Kitty \| HIT ENTER \| UNO Queen Quote: Originally Posted by Nabs It had been a week since school had begun, and yet Byron was STILL getting hopelessly lost in the ridiculous castle. He wanted to kick the stupid looking statue at the top of the stairs, knowing that this was definitely NOT the way to the grounds. How the heck had a staircase leading DOWN led him to a passage that completely distorted his sense of direction, and then finally got him to the bloody SEVENTH floor?! RAWWRRR!!! He grunted in pain upon kicking the stone wall. Not for the first time this week, the fourteen-year-old wanted SO badly to give in to his frustration and instead of physically knocking the statue over, then hexing some first years, and pulling mandrakes out of their pots without earmuffs like he wanted to... he slumped on a nearby window sill. The walls were thick enough here to ensure that he could sit with his legs crossed and lean all the way in, so unless you were looking straight at the window, you wouldn't be able to see the sulking teenager. Why the hell had his parents moved him back here? He was MORE than happy at school in Egypt where his uncle worked on several digging sites. But noooooo, just because Uncle Early closed off his project there and was going to go to some Unplottable Island, they'd insisted he be transferred back to England and live with them. And now he'd been sorted into Slytherin. It was bad enough Aunt Katya had been a Hufflepuff, but now he was the only other one in the family to not be a Gryffindor. As if he needed a reminder that he didn't really fit in. Aspen Odessa was still having problems with getting lost in the endlessly changing corridors, the trick steps, and general hustle and bustle of Hogwarts. She had her book satchel around her shoulders and she was creeping down the corridor quietly in search of her Common Room. It was embarrassing to be a week in and STILL not able to find her Common Room every time. But she HAD taken notes on turns and statues to help her find her way....and was just about to get them out to check when some random Slytherin (who was REALLY lost apparently) began abusing a statue. She watched, intrigued, until he disappeared. Maybe it was a secret passage?? Quieter still, she crept to look around the sill .... and startled to find the BOY. THERE. Just sitting. "Oh!" ... "Uhh... hello. Sorry. I think." Smooth Odessa. __________________