Kaplinski Rival Sorting Hat Machine
ooc- it's night now, or early evening. Running her fingers down the bannister as she skipped the last couple of steps, she clung to the chain in her hand tightly, watching the charm that hung from it, glimmer in the light escaping through the stained window, as the sun began to set on the horizon.
It swang back and forth as she carried it precisely with her. Re-etering the wing, she looked both ways before sneaking back in through the door. Seeing that Archie had gone, she breathed a sigh of relief, knowing she would have been able to have done this with him still around. He would have questioned her and right now, she did not have the answers for why she was about to do what she was about to do. |