One second Eliza had been about to say goodnight to her company in the common room and the next she was staring at the knocker on the door, mouth open in breath. What the...? Why... But I...Um? She slowly turned around to discover that it wasn't just her that had unwillingly appeared outside of the common room. Okay, is this some sort of forceful safety drill or...? She spun back around and gave the handle a tug. No use. It was sealed tight. She had absolutely no idea what was going on and from the confused and disheveled appearances of all the other Ravenclaws, they didn't know either. And that troubled her.
Her eyes must have been wide, brimming over with feelings of fear and curiosity, because the prefects were looking rather stressed to pacify the younger students. She didn't need to be comforted necessarily, as she didn't even understand what had happened. She was lucky enough that she had been standing, fully clothed, with her bookbag and wand when the commotion happened. Not that she knew many spells, but she did feel a little better knowing it was with her.
She took a seat with some of the other students around the flame the older boy had conjured for them. It was clear that no one knew what had happened, so she didn't bother asking them. They looked like they had enough on their hands just trying to keep everyone warm in the stony corridors of the castle. But what had happened? she wondered. What could send all of these people to one place, at the same time - without being seen or heard? And why? What purpose does it serve? Is there something in our tower that it wants? If it's an "it" at all. What the heck is going on?! She wondered if any of her friends had good ideas about it. Does this have something to do with that oh-so-important brooch of the Headmistress'? There had to be something that tied it all together, but what? |