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sweetpinkpixie · 07-11-2026, 01:03 AM

The pale blue luminescence from the bluebell flames washed the winding passages in an eerie glow that she found beautiful. Shallow puddles interrupted the flagstones every few paces, their surfaces smooth as polished glass ― perfect for observing reflections for movement ― and she took great care in stepping around them.

Her gaze settled on the tunnel to the right and the low hissing coming from it. Ordinarily, that would have been reason enough not to go down the particular tunnel... but with the objective to reach the Chamber itself and if the basilisk statue was patrolling the tunnels, then the route it traveled must ultimately lead back to the Chamber. She just had to hope that she caught the tail end of it ― a calculated risk.

She adjusted her grip on the mirror, the silver frame remaining angled toward each bend before she approached it to inspect every corner from the safety of a few paces away. Deliberately, Iris kept to the edge, placing each footfall as featherlight as possible and where it would disturb as little water as possible. With puddles serving as another pair of eyes, she had no intention of blinding them with careless ripples.

Only once she was satisfied that the next corner held no immediate threat did she advance, mirror first, following the distant hiss deeper into the winding passage. Every few metres she paused, listening as intently as she watched, quietly attempting to determine whether the sound was growing nearer... or whether it had begun to move away from her altogether.

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sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,480 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Sixth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf The pale blue luminescence from the bluebell flames washed the winding passages in an eerie glow that she found beautiful. Shallow puddles interrupted the flagstones every few paces, their surfaces smooth as polished glass ― perfect for observing reflections for movement ― and she took great care in stepping around them. Her gaze settled on the tunnel to the right and the low hissing coming from it. Ordinarily, that would have been reason enough not to go down the particular tunnel... but with the objective to reach the Chamber itself and if the basilisk statue was patrolling the tunnels, then the route it traveled must ultimately lead back to the Chamber. She just had to hope that she caught the tail end of it ― a calculated risk. She adjusted her grip on the mirror, the silver frame remaining angled toward each bend before she approached it to inspect every corner from the safety of a few paces away. Deliberately, Iris kept to the edge, placing each footfall as featherlight as possible and where it would disturb as little water as possible. With puddles serving as another pair of eyes, she had no intention of blinding them with careless ripples. Only once she was satisfied that the next corner held no immediate threat did she advance, mirror first, following the distant hiss deeper into the winding passage. Every few metres she paused, listening as intently as she watched, quietly attempting to determine whether the sound was growing nearer... or whether it had begun to move away from her altogether. __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like