Seventh Floor: Bronze Knocker

[Wilber Winterbottom]

If it is your life's ambition to explore every nook and cranny of the school, then odds are you have made the long walk up one of the tallest towers of the castle and stumbled upon a door with no knob. On it is just a simple bronze eagle knocker. This may be a disappointment to some because all of that climbing had been for nothing. Ravenclaws, however, know that this door is very special because behind it is their very airy common room.

Anyone can, of course, approach the knocker and try to get in. After all, to get by you only need to provide an answer to one of its riddles. This will only cause more disappointment to the overconfident non-Ravenclaws who think they can break into the common room at any time. The riddles that the knocker is awaiting answers for aren't exactly easy. Those belonging in the house of Rowena Ravenclaw should be able to answer with ease. Regardless of who answers, if the answer is incorrect the door will not open and you'll be left standing outside until someone comes along with the right answer.

[Samia]

Something felt off, but Freddy was ignoring the obvious reason why. It was always better to be delusional anyway. So, bright and early - the gryffindor made his way over to the ravenclaw side to meet his little friend. He assumed they were friends now - since she had taken a liking to yap away in his presence. No matter if he was listening or not.

Maybe that was why he didn't need a reason to be here, ---- but still he had a bunch of unnecessary mail in his hand anyway as he waited around the bronze knocker for her to appear. He would have occupied himself somewhere else, but all that tutoring he had done for Fynley had him caught up with all his NEWTs studies -- that didn't mean he didn't have to study at all, he still did - but he was in a good place. He'd definitely not be freaking out like the many seventh years he had witnessed before him.

Speaking of his fellow students, he could notice a few stares as ravenclaws walked passed him. Checking his watch, the brunette made a little bit of a face - where was she?

[Lottiepot]

If Aurora was ever late to anything it truly wasn’t intentional. She just had a habit of getting distracted by things, something she hadn’t noticed before, a group of people to talk to, something fluffy or furry or feathery. Hogwarts was full of distractions in every direction.

And those distractions seemed to be growing greater with every birthday that passed.

But that was a thought process for a later Rora, right now she was more concerned about getting to her seventh year friend (yes, she assumed everyone was her friend) before he got bored of waiting. Out the common room she stepped relieved that there wasn’t a riddle to answer on exit although there would be the challenge of getting back in later.

“Hi!” Her blonde waves bounced on her back as she joined the Gryffindor. “I’m not late am I? It’s just there was a really cute cat and I had to say hello.” He wasn’t scared of cats like he was scared of the owls was he? A fear of all animals would be TRAGIC.