Dungeon Corridor
 

Down the staircase to the left of the main staircase in the Entrance Hall lie the dungeons of Hogwarts. In order to reach the various classrooms, dungeons, and the Slytherin Common Room you have to make your way through the creepy, dark, corridors...

Lucia walked down the staircase to creepy dark corridors. She thought to herself as she stumbled through the corridors trying to find the Slytherin common room that she needs to look through her school books to see if there is a spell that will make the dungeons corridors not so dark and creepy.
After she had stumbled around the creepy dark corridor Lucia finally came across the Slytherin's trap door in the wall. She opened it and walked on in.

Josh threw his dirty and smelly (just like how he himself was) robe over his shoulder as he walked in the Dungeons corridor. Stupid Dungeons, stupid detention, stupid Lawson, stupid class and last but not least stupid Jake. This was because of him he suffered the stupid creatures in a stupid room.
Actually the word 'stupid' was not enough to describe that room but who cared? He wanted to forget about it and especially forget about the stupid Doxy's.

Sighing loudly he wondered what people had done in the Divination and DADA classed he had missed so far. Merlin! His two favourites and they were gone, missed!! And where the hell was Rose when he needed her? Possibly chasing after a stupid grass eating cat or a certain Hufflepuff with her friend. Ah yes that Hufflepuff. Unfortunately and currently Josh had no enthusiasm to mess with anyone so better no one came along to pick on him.

Vida was in right place?! May be or may not be. But she doesnt care. She wanted to explore every inches of Hogwarts. Typical hyper enthusiastic. Walking through the dark and creepy corridor, alone, she ...omg..bumped on something. Eeeeeeeeek. No..wait, by the feel she realised it was not something but someone. She could hear the breathings.

"Hello?! Is there anyone?" she called out in the darkness to the unknown person.

'1 step, 3 steps, 2 steps, 4 steps, 3 steps, 5 steps, 4 steps...' *Bump* ''Whoa...watzz going on?'' Did the creatures come back to pich him? Nah, no way this did not hurt, somebody just bumped and jumped slightly when someone spoke for he was expecting it...ah a girl's voice. A girl he did not know which was natural since there were tons of girls he did not know in that school.
''Anyone?'' he repeated ''You said anyone right? I am not anyone. I am Joshua'' he said blinking at the dark silhouette of the girl who seemed to be older than him. ''And who are you? The dungeonist stalker?''

A boy. It was a boy. Oh..great. Before she could open her mouth..oh..god..Jeez. Oh boy wait..wait...ask one by one and gimme some time to respond. Vida stood firm, not moving even an inch from where she was. She was not afriad of darkness, right?!

"Hello? Breathe...breathe easy..Josh, Joshua.." she was trying to calm him down, "Yeah, I'm a dungeonist stalker according to you, I just came here to see the boy who got detention for breaking his fellow student's nose" she really tried to get a glimpse of the boy, failed miserably. "Did you see him anywhere around here?" Her voice was confident and determined for some reason.

Josh took a deep breath as the girl told him. She was right anyway, he was overreacting because of the effect of creature struggle that still remained on him. He was angry with Lawson, angry with the creatures and he did stink. But this did not mean he could snap at other people ''Sorry.'' he said quickly after letting that breath out and scratched his arm where the Doxy bites were absent mindedly as she spoke. 'She wanted to find the detention boy? She wanted to find him' Was she a prefect or something? Or maybe a friend of Jake. ''I have not seem him but i have smelled him and he stinks. You don't need to look too far, anyway. He is me''

Awe..he apologized. Poor boy. "No..it's okay. It was part of my fault too" she slightly rubbed on her right shoulder, and stood still for few seconds with wide eyes. Typical Vida style. Haha..

"You?! Josh, it's you?!!!" Vida exclaimed, now really got the serious urge to see his face. To see the owner of that voice which sounded both brave and bitter. "Are you okay? You got hurt anywhere from anything?" Vida streched out her hand to help him. she was really concerned now, this boy needs some attention, care now.

The Gryffindor boy smiled some when she accepted his apology though it was a matter of debate whether she could see that in the darkness. And he nodded when she reacted at who he was. 'Why are you nodding silly boy? It is dark?' ''Yeah'' he responded quickly to make up for the fault. And again *BlinkBlink* The girl wanted to help him. It was quite surprising since he thought almost the whole school would regard him as 'The Evil Gryffindor' if they heard the story of what happened from the Jake boy. ''Yes, yes, i am okay.'' he said rubbing his arm. He was okay with the scratches on him what did hurt most was the Doxy attacks. ''I had a wound but Professor...'' Grrrrr ''...Lawson healed me. Umm...'' he eyed the girl again ''Excuse me. But who are you? I mean your name other than the Dungeonist Stalker''

Still she was talking to the dark, not able to see the boy except his faint ouline. Vida nodded her head, forgot that she was in dark and Josh couldnt see what she was doing. Stupidity.

Prof Lawson. Well she didnt meet him yet either in classroom or anywhere around teh castle. "I'm glad you're healed atleast to some extent, "Vida took another step closer to the outline of the boy, "I'm Vida. A dungeonist stalker according to you" she giggled midly at the sound of the name. "Let's get out of this creepy place, Josh" Gosh, why this place is like this? "Come on.." she said, as her ears trying to catch his response.

''Yeah. Thanks'' Josh responded immediately, now, a little bit brightened ''I am also glad that he decided not to kill me'' laughing at his own joke, he thought it could be a good idea to make fun of what had happened to ease his fury over it. ''Ooooo Vida! Like life in Spanish?'' he joked watching or trying to watch as the girl took one step forward. ''Just don't mind me. I tend to create...weird phrases'' and he did not know why he was doing that though he knew it did annoy some people. It was fun anyway... And as he thought of this, Vida had just did the best offer of the day. ''Cannot think of anything better to do.'' he said and started to walk to where looked like the exit.

He sounds very active and optimistic. Boy, i wanna see your face now. Vida, giggled, "It's okay, Josh. I like your phrasings, honestly" she was honest, no needed tobe fake.

"Yeah, I'm a life to my parents, my friends and so does to everyone I trust" she laughed mildly as playing along with him. Vida is such a fantastic and unique name, she knew. Vida took few more steps and followed Josh in quick pace. Boy he was so fast, eh?!

Annabelle crept down the corridor, a bit out of breath from running from the trophy room. She put a disillusionment charm on her then proceeded with caution down the corridor. Let's surprise some people, shall we? She was confident in her abilities to perform the spell. She took a moment to picture a multitude of bright blue, yellow, and pink butterflies. When she had the picture in her mind crystal clearly she swished her wand in a full circle before her, and whispered "Papillio!" The butterflies appeared stunning beauty and began fluttering up and down the corridor.

Belle decided to conjure some food for them while she was at it. She swished her wand while concentrating with all her might on matching flowers to appear on the walls, "Orchideous!" The results were magnificent and exactly what she wanted. She quickly exited the corrider and ended the disillusionment charm with a smile.

Allison was still pulling Ivory when she noticed that she had no idea where she was heading. Pausing she scratched her head and gave a small laugh, "Anyone notice we never found the doors...?"

She had been so busy nuzzling her Gavin that she had in fact forgotten to pay attention to her surroundings. Looking around bemused, she simply saw corridor upon corridor of dungeons and dark stoned walls.

Well, this was indeed a pickle they were in.

She racked her head for some sort of spell that would help.....and could practically hear a foghorn with how unresponsive and foggy her mind was.

Arya skipped behind Allison and Ivory with Sabel behind her. She looked around not recognizing the room they were in. She just knew it wasn't Hogwarts grounds. Figures we'd get lost...again."Sooooo, I don't supose anyone knows what this place is?"She looked to Sabel, hoping that he knew since he was the oldest.

Miles was being good and doing his patrol doing the dungeon corridor, definitely not exploring, nope. He stopped and looked around as he heard someone...Singing? Why would people be singing down here? Seems to me if you're down here you're in trouble...so...no singing... "Umm...hello?" He said looking for someone around but not finding anyone. As he neared the fifth dungeon it grew louder and he put his ear toward the door, "Anyone in there?"

"The Lord of the Rings? Sabel, you like those books? They were awful. You too Ivory? Well at least the first one was. WAIT! No! We weren't talking about those books!" Not wanting to throw a temper tantrum or anything of the sort, Allison let go of Ivory's hand and walked back and forth. Soon enough she was pacing, "I'm sure I took all the right turns. We could always go back and ask a portrait. No. With my luck, that lying man will try to make me say he is a pirate when he isn't. He is not. And I will not say sorry," Allison added the last part to herself.

"You know what. Let's just follow my mum's butterfly." To Allison's frustration, the insect had made itself scarce. "Aw man. Let's just go..."

It took them around half an hour before they all gave up and stayed in the secret passageway instead.

Arya giggled at Sabel's comment. "Yes, very terrible indeed Sam. Where is gollum when you need him?"She reached for his arm and was about to pull him through a random door when she someone in the corridor with them. "Gollum?"She was enjoying this game way too much, but she wasn't about to let the fun end just because someone else was there.

She looked to Ivory and Allison giggling more. "Allie how could you not like the books?" She shook her head at the girl and followed her mom's butterfly, towing Sabel along with her.

Grining, she looked in the same direction that Sabel looked. "But Sam...we need a guide. He's our only hope of getti-Hey! Wait for us!"Arya was having so much fun that she didn't notice Allison leaving. Keeping hold of Sabel she dragged him off to the direction that Allison had just went. She planed on keeping this sharade going when they got...where ever they were going.

Glad to see that at least Allison seemed to have a good head on her shoulders for directions, since it seemed that sadly it could not be counted as one of her virtues.

Ivory tried not to beam too much emotion in her smile at Sabel's exclamation. How utterly wonderful it was to be included as someone to not be left behind. Trying not to show surprise as Sabel gently reached her hand and due to Allision and therefore Arya's fast paced walk she was not so gently tugged down the corridor as swiftly as her not-so-tall legs would carry her. Now they were going somewhere it seemed, well at least it seemed, she couldn't help laughing to herself.

The singing had stopped and Vindictus was the one who emerged from the fifth dungeon. Broom care kits. FINISHED. Brooms de-slugged. DONE. It's amazing how productive students can be in detention! But what is a Ravie prefect doing down here? Am I needed elsewhere?

"What brings you to the underbelly of the school, Miles?" he asked casually and steered his prefect away from the entrance to the fifth dungeon.

Miles was taken aback as Professor Vindictus came out of the dungeon and he stepped back.

"I um....rounds?" he said with a faked innocent look as he looked past Vindictus' shoulder hoping to see in the dungeon. He craned his head further as the professor led him away and he turned around with a sigh and followed the professor.

"I was exploring a bit but I'm glad I ran into you. I went to talk to the Headmaster but he wasn't very helpful at all..." He pulled on his robe slightly, "Have you heard what happened in DADA, Professor V?"

Vindictus stopped and looked at Miles. "No one has told me anything!" he exclaimed in a low voice and folded his arms. "What happened? Was anyone hurt?"

Miles stopped when Vindictus stopped and looked at him curiously. Seeing his arms folded he wasn't sure if he was mad or not but he wanted to know. Oh well. "Well...that creepy Duskurk guy had us practicing Unforgivables on spiders. No one got hurt...I don't think. A few got sick and left though." He frowned thoughtfully, "I just don't think that's something that should be taught. What if because of that class someone decides they want to 'test' it more but this time on people?" He shuddered and looked around at the creepy dungeon corridor.

WHAT? HE WHAT? HE MADE THEM DO WHAT?

Rage. A blinding rage to be exact, was the first feeling Vindictus experienced as he listened to the words coming from Miles.

Rage was then replaced with a sickening feeling at the pit of his stomach.

And he took a deep breath after remaining silent for a few uneasy minutes.

"You're absolutely right, about that Miles. That lesson shouldn't have even happened," he finally croaked. But sometimes his filtering mode failed and Max did tend to say what he was thinking out loud. "You're telling me that Professor Freaky Duskurky climbed out of his dark cave and thought that practicing Unforgiveables was an appropriate lesson? Have you spoken to any other adult about this?"

Miles watched as what appeared to be several different reactions passed over Vindictus' features and silence fell between them. He found different places to look at until the silence was broken. The wall...old wall...a spider on the wall...spiders *shudder*.

Finally he heard Vindictus speak and a chuckle escaped, "Freaky Duskurky?" Now that was funny. "I...um...suppose so...?" Dark cave? What was he going on about? "I told the Headmaster but he said he already spoke to Professor Duskurk and he seemed kind of...well. Not like that he didn't care but that he had heard it one too many times. Doesn't help that I tend to ramble I suppose." He scratched the back of his head thoughtfully, "Professor V...is Duskurk really...V...Voldemortist?"

Now Vindictus was in a pickle. Should I answer truthfully or dance around the answer? My goddaughter was part of a group of students who fought him years ago and she was brave enough to engage him one-on-one. She still carries the scars, both mentally and physically. And those thoughts brought the feelings of rage back. "So you're telling me that our new Headmaster didn't seem concerned about the use of Dark Magic in the school?"

Yes, Max was avoiding the second question and his moustache twitched. "His name is Thomas Duskurk," he corrected Miles. "And he was an underclassman when I was in school. Now, let me give you some advice that you can share with others - play it safe, keep your eyes open, and come to me if you notice anything odd going on. And I'm sure that our new Headmaster will have a private conversation with Mr. Duskurk regarding his inappropriate lesson."

I need to discuss this with Valon. Like NOW.

"I...um..." he could tell he had stepped in a topic that he probably shouldn't have brought up and he winced, "He said he had spoken to him and that it wouldn't be taught again. But he didn't act like...well how you are...no. Maybe because someone had told him already and it had been dealt with?" Maybe? Hopefully? He liked the headmaster he didn't particularly fancy thinking he was cruel like that.

He noticed the avoiding of his real question and he frowned thoughtfully, No answer is just as good as an answer sometimes remember. He nodded thoughtfully and decided to leave it at that, "Yes, sir." He'll be sure to do that from now on. He started to walk off and stopped, "Professor V? Under what circumstances COULD a person survive a killing curse? It...was one of the homework questions and I don't know that much about Unforgivables...."

It was unlike a prefect to question the actions of the Headmaster. But Max was thinking the same thing Miles was. Why did Tate act as if nothing were wrong when Miles went to him? Odd. It's just plain odd.

"Have you consulted any of the history books?" Vindictus asked because the answer was in the Hogwarts Library. "Begin with Great Wizarding Events of the Twentieth Century and Modern Magical History. Look for references about the Boy Who Lived - the one and only Harry Potter."

Miles looked thoughtful and nodded, "Right...library. My favourite place." He smiled genuinely with no hint of sarcasm and started down the corridor, "Thanks Professor V. I'll see you later."

Looking around for students who might seem lost he started humming as he walked off, slipping his hands into his pockets. "We all live in a yellow submarine, yellow submarine, yellow submarine..." he starting singing to himself as he headed off to...well he supposed finish his rounds...maybe stop by the library.

Layla was walking down the dungeon corridor, happy that she had all her friends back. All except for one.... Dylan.

Dylan was out. Not on any rounds, since he didn't have one of those special badges. But he was perusing the dungeons. Hoping to catch someone. Hehe that would be fun. It was dark, so he probably wouldn't catch anyone. Let alone see anyone. He hoped he didn't stamp on anyone.

He collided with something, or someone. "Oopps sorry." He hoped it was the wall.

As she was walking, Layla collided with someone. She knew it was a person because they said sorry. Wait, she recognized that voice... "Dylan?"

Dylan fumbled in the darkness, trying to figure out if it was a wall. He dug around in his robes for his wand. He pulled it out and cast lumos. "Oh hey there Layla," he smiled, "Sorry for standing on you. My eyes aren't quite accustomed to the torch light. They seem to think it is nighttime."

Blake had been running around the castle in search of Shana so he could break the news to her. It was going to be very ugly but he was ready to take whatever she might throw at him. How could he lose control and ask Nikki out without consulting Shana? But really, that was a weak moment and he just couldn't help. As he stormed into the dungeon corridor, Blake grimaced on no finding her here either and leaned against the wall and sighed.

Shana was in a incredibly happy mood, so happy that nothing could ruin her totally happy news. Unless something totally drastic happen like o: Jake could get hurt or somethingg that would be bad cause she'd be all upset thennnn. She skipped along the corridor before spotting Blakey looking rather upset, she walked over and sat down next to him. "Heyy you."

Although he was not regretting asking her out, he still felt horribly guilty for not telling Shana first. How will she react? Is she going to hate him? Or be super upset? Sighing again, he started to walk back to the common room when a voice interrupted the silence. He spun around and ran over to the source of the sound and hugged her tightly, "Shana! I searched everywhere, where were you?" He asked and furrowed his brows. Gulp.

Shana burried her head in his shoulder as he hugged her, she was just about close enough to here him gulp. Wait. Reewind, he was hugging her, gulping, he'd been searching for her everywhere which could only mean a few things. 1. He was leaving her like he'd promised not to. 2. He didn't wanna ever speak to her again (which seemed high impossible cause he was hugging her but still possibilites.) or the most dreaded thing, the thing she'd hate him probably for life (if she was being over dramatic) 3. He was dating her the wicked witch of the west (who'd recently been upgraded from the wicked witch of the east because Shana&Brody were friends now.) "Ive been around. Now tell me so I can either, cry, hit you or simply walk off and never speak to you again. What did you do ?"

She took a few good seconds to respond to him but when she did, Blake's eyes widened and his stomach twisted in a knot as she mentioned the possibility of never speaking to him again.

He wanted to run far far away. But he couldn't.

"Do you want to talk here?" He asked, glancing around the dark corridor. It might be a good thing to talk in the dark just in case if she decided to hit him, no one would see.

Shana gulped, she let go of him and looked him up and down. pleasenotnumber3pleaseeenotnumber3.Anything but number 3. She bit her lip waiting for him to tell her he wasn't dating Nikki, waiting and hoping.

But he didn't, but then again he didn't tell her he was either.

"Just....Tell....Me." she said slowly, regretting saying anything after she'd said it. She wasn't entirely sure she wanted to here what he was gonna say now, sorta gut feeling it was gonna be something she certainly didn't wanna hear.

How is he going to tell her what she'd hate to hear? He can't risk losing such a great friend just because he is - sort of, dating a girl. As she let go of him, he immediately glanced down at his shoes and took a few steps away from her, "I..I..screwed up big time." He blurted out and turned around to face her, "You'll hate me for this...I asked out Nikki." He said as he shook his hand and cursed under his breath.

He wanted to dig a hole right there and hide in it forever if Shana decides to end their friendship.

Waiting to see what he said, she sighed. Looking up at him blank faced when he said what she hoped he wouldn't. Tears welled up in her eyes as she bit her lip. Why was she nearly crying ? It wasn't as if he was her ex boyfriend or something or he was moving away. No, it was more than that. Nikki had won, she'd stolen him.

Shana took a few steps backwards before leaning her head against the wall, feeling isolated from the rest of the world, feeling sort of alone. "liar" she said, under her breath, and that was all she managed to say, and that was still only in a whisper so he might not of heard.

Blake's mouth hung open on seeing tears in her eyes. He had no idea that this news would affect her so greatly. Pressing his lips together, he rested his hand on her shoulder, "I'm so sorry." He apologized but he knew it wouldn't be enough.

He sighed when she called him a liar but ignored it, "This won't disrupt our friendship at all. I promise. You'd still be my first priority."

Shana blinked to get the tears out of her eyes, still looking directly at the wall infront of her. She heard Blake say he was sorry but it was sorta muffled because her head was spinning right now. She wriggled her shoulder before coldly saying, "Get off me."

she finally looked up at him, giving him a strange look. "Yeah ? How'd you expect that to work ? Think you can just hang about with a girl and date her enimee and get a fairy tale ending ? Well life aint a fairy tale Blake. Get over it"

When the tears rolled down her cheek, Blake's hand automatically reached to wipe them. He felt incredibly guilty, sad and lots of other emotions.

Of course, he didn't expect Shana to be all smiles about him dating Nikki. They were enemies for a reason. "I know but we can at least try to make it work. I talked with Nikki and she agreed to be nicer this time around." Ugh, he hates lying. He needs to have a word with Nikki. She must be nice to Shana or it ends here.

Coldly pushing her hand away from her face she sighed. She hated being like this with him. She wanted her Blake back, not this Blake who lied to her and did things he promised he wouldnt and dated Nikki when he knew she hated her. She wanted her Blake, like yesterday. When he was all HERS. Apart from the small part of him she had to share with Helena until the end of the year.

She looked up at him blankly before wrapping her arms around him and snuggling him. No she wasn't forgiving him, she was just gonna pretend none of this had happend that it was all a dream and maybe pretend he was Tammy for a while because then she wouldn't feel so distant from the whole world. Because face it Tammy made everything better. She sighed as he said something looking up, her now smudged eyeliner dripping onto his shirt. She continued to cling onto him, now refusing to believe he was acctually dating Nikki. "She agreed...I didn't."

Dylan pulled his robes tighter. It was cold in the dungeons. It was late. He hadn't needed to look at his watch to know it would be dark outside. He checked behind him to see if he was being followed. He hoped not. Everyone should be in bed.

He never desired to break the promise but while he asked Nikki out, his memory totally failed. He should throw his brain in the garbage, it's of no use! How come something so important slipped? Certain promises are supposed to be retained, Mr. Stupid Brain.

Blake was taken aback when Shana hugged him, soaking his shirt with her black eyeliner tears. He didn't mind, although, his shirt was being ruined and it was new and stuff. Curling his arm around her shoulder, he said with a faint smile, "..and I'm not asking you to be nice to her. This is my predicament, you don't have to suffer because of it." He assured her.

Natasha walked at a bit of a quick pace, wanting to get to the common room. It was darker then she'd realised, and almost walked into someone. "Oh, sorry." She said softly, with a small smile.

Oh no he had been discovered. Someone had bumped into him. "Thats ok. Shouldn't you be in bed? It is rather late."

"I'm just going back to the common room." Natasha said to him. She was just about back to the common room, and it wasn't her - Okay, it was her fault she wasn't in bed. "Shouldn't you?"

"I need to clear my head. I am off for a walk around the grounds," Dylan said. Yep that is exactly where he was going. "OWL stress and all that. I need to take a break from revising."

"Oh." She said, simply. "The grounds are always good for that." Natasha said. "OWL's? That would be a pain." She had OWL's next year. Bleh. She wasn't looking forward to it. "I should probably let you go for a walk, then, if you want to clear your head."

Shana moved her head slightly, still in his arms pretending he was Tammy. She did make things a lot better even when she wasn't here at the moment. She looked to the floor watching a tiny puddle of black tears form by her feet. Again wondering why she was crying she blinked away some more tears.

She snuggled him ever so slightly as he put his arm around her, now trying as hard as possible not to believe it was true. But why would he say it was if it wasn't ? Especially, now she was so upset. Surley he'd tell her and not let her cry, right ? Right. Stoopid Blake >.<. She didnt really think he was stupid just now, while she was angry with him. Her thoughts of him being Tammy vanished when he spoke, Tammy certainly didn't talk like that. "I dont know what predicament means but I hate you still. And I am suffering from it." she said pulling away from him and frowning.

"Yeah. That is why I thought I would choose them rather than the corridors," Dylan smiled. He nodded, "Kinda nervous about them. But I know I will do fine." He smiled, "Thank you. I bid you a good night. Have a nice rest."

With that he continued out of the building.

Barry was out of breath when he had reached the botom of the stairs. He had run the full lenght of hogwarts. From the seventh corridor to here. He had thought he had seen Rex so he had ran all the way down to the dungeon corridor.

He clutched the hand rail gasping for air. Rex would never follow him here. Would he? And why was he running away from him anyway?

Georgie walked down the stairs looking around. She knew she must've been crazy. Was she seriously exploring the DUNGEONS of the castle alone? But then again, she never had the brightest ideas. She looked around and spotted a couple of glaring rats. She could feel a shiver run up and down her spine so she quickened her pace. She looked back at the rat, big mistake. She felt herself run into someone. She gave a small scream, she was not expecting people.

She looked up and saw it was just Barry, oh thank merlin! Placing a hand over her heart, willing it to slow, she smiled at him. "I'm sorry, paranoia."

Barry almost screemed himself as someone bumped into him. Rex followed him and he was angry. Barry was almost sure of it, he would be disowned by Jason, Carolyn would never talk to him again and.....

Oh it was just Georgie. Barry was happy to see her. Yeah, he was a little nervous around her because he hadn`t made them official. But right now he`d rather take Georgie. Things wern`t going well with Rex right now.

Speak fool! Speak before she thinks your weird! " Oh, its alright. What you doing down here anyway" he asked. Wasn`t their common room upstairs?

Georgie blushed a little, she was such a goof. And she'd completely startled him as well. Sure things were a little weird, they'd hadn't really talked since his party.

Hearing his question she chuckled, "I thought it'd be fun to go exploring. But walking around in the dungeons by myself, wasn't my grandest idea." she grinned sheepishly, she was really glad to have bumped into him. She was getting a little freaked, as childish as it was. "What about you?"

Barry looked down the corridor and was not supprised. It looked dark, damp and he could hear rats. How did the slytherins live there? Barry would have hated living here. He was comfortable up in a tower high above rats. There was that scorpian though.

"No, that sounds kind of brave to me. I did the sort of the same thing in my first year" Barry said. Spying was similar to exploring, right? Moving on, what was he doing here. " I was running." Barry said in a low voice. " I just ended up here. " Awkward. Maybe he could make her forget about it " Hey...errr. I never got your present" he said.

Georgie nodded and looked behind her as well, she could feel the rats eyes on her. Gave her the chills. She gave a small shiver than turned back to him. He was...running? Why? She arched an eyebrow but said nothing about it.

Georgiana chuckled, "It may sound it, but by the fact that I ran into you with a scream shows I'm really not." she smiled teasingly. Then hearing him she hit her plam to her forehead. She waved her wand and the bag came soaring towards her. She held it out towards him, she hadn't done much. Just gotten a research book and some chocolate frogs.

Barry was grateful that she didn`t ask him about why he had ran down to the dungeon. But at the same time Barry wanted Georgie to ask. He needed to tell someone and right now Livvy was busy with headgirl duties.

"Thats ok with me" Barry said. Barry didn`t care if people wern`t brave. Being brave was so overated. So what if you can do something that other people can`t? Good for you.

She actually got him a present! And it was a good present too. He wasn`t totally sure what he`d use the research book for, he wasn`t very creative anymore but it was the thought that counted. "Thank you!" Barry said. He felt like now was the time. It`d be short and sweet and in thanks he moved his lips closer to Georgies. The inches decreasing rapidly and then....there, Barry was finally having his first kiss. In the dungeons no less. He had no experiance. What if he was a bad kisser? After a few seconds he stopped and waited for a response from Georgie.

Georgie smiled at him, she wanted to question why he was wondering but was worried to do so. "Is everything okay? Or were you just running to run?" she tilted her head to the side and looked at him. She smiled when he said he was cool with it, for some reason that made her stomach to flop a little.

Georgie chuckled and nodded as he said thank you, she smiled, "Your welcome." she thought she remembered him saying he liked informative books best but was start to doubt herself. She noticed him leaning towards her and her pulse quickened. She closed her eyes when his lips touched hers and replied with the same amount of force.

When he pulled back Georgie blushed and bit her lip, she wasn't sure if she should say it now or not. "Barry, I've got to be honest...I sort of like you, like a lot." Well that didn't sound confusing at all. Sarcasm folks.

"I...err...I thought I saw Rex" Barry explained. It did sort of feel good to have that off his back. "We havn`t been getting along lately." But right now Barry was a bit more concerned with ..current events.

Then she said it. Barry had sort of thought that she would say it for a while but it was different to actually hear her say it. "Umm.." what was he supposed to say? He was a seventh year. He was supposed to have experiance " I sort of figured when..you know...didn`t stop me." That sounded sort of selfish. Say something else! " I mean...I like you too" The moment might have been perfect if they wern`t in the dungeon. He could hear scurrying

Georgie looked down, she hoped things had worked out for Kay and Rex, and she still needed to have a chat with Rex herself. She nodded her head, that was understandable. "I haven't really talked to him either. I need to her though."

Georgie blushed again, that much was obvious, she had made a sort of stupid remark but she hadn't known what else to say. She bit her lip, he liked her too? She could feel herself blushing again. "Where do we go from here?" she asked sort of hesitantly.

ooc: Sorry, every time I try to post this it doesn`t work
 

"Hmm.." Barry agreed. They really did need to talk about recent issues. But there wasn`t much else to say on the matter so Barry dropped it.

Barry smilled when she asked him what to do next. Maybe he wasn`t the only one new to this. "Well for starters how about we get out of here?" he meant the dungeons. Dungeons were far from romantic. "And..er..if you want we can go out some time?" he asked. He really needed to learn about this.

To my dear Ravvie friend!
 

Thalia ran down the steps of the dungeon. Her head hurt right now from being frustrated and she just wanted to cry more. She fled down the corridor and to the Slytherin common room entrance. She stopped in front of it then decided she wanted no one to see her. Thalia ran to the end of the hall and sank down against the cold wall. She took her wand out and pointed it at her face. It cleared her from the make-up that was smeared and just made the rest disappeared.

Her heart hurt. Her feelings hurt. What didn't make her hurt right now?

To my dear Slythyy friend :D
 

Bella walked down the stone steps to the dungeon, it was really dark, but she walked on. She had been in the entrance hall, just coming out of the Great hall whe she saw Thalia running down to the dungeon's it looked like she was crying.

Using her hands to guide her down the dark corridors, she found her self in front of a weird looking tapastry. She stopped to look at it, she had never seen it before. She heard someone crying in the distance, this brought her back to earth. Peering down the rest of the corridor she could see a dark shape of a person, sitting on the floor, she knew it was Thalia. Not making alot of sound she walked forward and sat down next to her, oulling her into a hug, "Thalia what's wrong?" She asked quitely.

Thalia felt herself being pulled into a hug by someone. She looked to see it was Bella. What a surprise to was to her for sure. "I---it's Jude," she whispered, stopping her crying for a second. "We were fighting," she added, pulling herself out of the girl's arms and wiping more tears off. "Bella, he's just frustrating me so much," she said with anger. She didn't want to take her anger out anymore on people.

She let go of her friend, and looked at her, this was hard in the dark but she tryed. "Thalia, what were you fighting about?" She asked, curioustly, adding "Boy's can be frustration, that's why i haven't got one" She smiled a little, not sure if her friend saw it. She shivered a little in the cold air, pulling her jumper closer, hoping to keep warm.

"He didn't talk to me at all this week," she told her with a sigh. "Then we started arguing over me spending so much time with Parker and Cesar, two of m Slytherin friends, and that they at least say 'hi' to me. He started saying that maybe I should date one of them and I got all angry about that and explained to him that it wouldn't work with either and he hardly listened to a word I had to say. I walked out on him," she explained the story and wondered where her boyfriend was at the minute anyway. She didn't know what do do. Apologize? Break up? She didn't want to break up with him.

no problem bud! Where do you want them to go next?
 

Georgie nodded her head, she wasn't sure what to say about it. But she did need to talk to Rex, make sure he knew she wasn't angry at all...

Georgiana bit her lip, she was so out of her element here. He was apparently as well though. That could be good though right? No pressure on either side then, right? She smiled and looked around hearing him say they could move. It was certainly true, didn't exactly scream romantic, and definitely not how she imagined this to play out. She gave a chuckle, "Sure." she replied, then hearing him she looked down and blushed a little, "I'd love too." and looked back up to flash him a smile.

ooc: The entrance hall?
 

Barry nodded to Georgie quickly turning to face the stairwell before Georgie saw his face! He was going red! Boys should never go red. It did not look good on them. Barry put his hand in Georgie's and started climbing the stairs, slowing down so he wouldn`t hurt Georgies hand. That would be bad. "I`m sorry" he said as he realised he was straining her arm and let go.

ooc: sorry for late reply

Bella sat down next to her friend as she listened to her story, it was pretty bad on her part, "Maybe if you could try talking to him, you know explaining how you feel about him and what's happened" She offered, hoping it would help.

She could tell by the way she told the story that she was really angry at him, but she didn't want to break up with him. Sighing, she thought, young love!

sure!
 

Georgie chuckled, he was going just a little red. It was cute actually. She pretended not to notice to spare him from any embarrassment, and followed along. She bit her lip to keep the wide grin from spreading across her face as Barry took her hand and she followed him along. Hearing him say sorry and let go of her hand she tilted her head to the side. What was he sorry for? She shrugged a little, "It's alright." before stepping into pace with him. Up the stairs they went!

Dylan stumbled from the common room. He had just woken up. And he didn't look good. He didn't feel good either. He had woken up covered in his own blood. He hadn't even bothered to get changed. It was far too much effort. Now where was the nearest toilet. He needed to clean himself up before he at least attempted to make it to the Healer's office.

He used the wall to support himself, as he tried to make it somewhere.

The yo-yo went UP. The yo-yo went DOWN. Kapoor watched as the near ancient trinket did it's thing with the slightest movement of his hand. It was kind of a neat thing really. Pointless, though the toy was, Kapoor still had to hand it to these muggles. They had managed to find such amusing ways of by passing the time without magic.

The twirling little puck tugged and flopped sloppily on the string by which it was being held when Kapoor looked up to a somewhat gruesome sight. A young student covered in blood. Perhaps, there'd been a fight? But students as young as that one appeared to be did not normally engage in duels that could draw that much blood, did they? Unless by accident?

"You there!" His voice boomed and echoed down the corridor with concern. "Are you alright?"

Dylan, still using the wall as a support, was slowly making his way towards the main part of the school. Surely there was someone nearby to help him. He can't be that invisible to not be noticed. Even if it was dark down here. His eyes squinted as he tried to pick out where the booming voice was coming from.

He spotted a portly figure just ahead of him. A person. At last. "Ummm I don't think so," he replied. He didn't look ok. He didn't feel ok. But for all he knew, he could be perfectly fine. He just couldn't remember.

Upon closer inspection Kapoor could see that the boy was actually a bit older than he originally surmised. Still, he could also see that he was quite wounded and not by anything Kapoor immediately recognized.

"Try not to move. I can get you to the Hospital Wing." Kapoor shoved the yo-yo into his pocket, so that only a loop of the string hung out, while he yanked out his wand. Taking aim, he fixed it on the boy and using a levitation charm inclined him slightly back.

But Dylan had to move. He had to walk. To get to the Hospital Wing by himself. He wasn't incompetant. He shook his head at the Professor, "Tis only a flesh wound." Well that was true. He hadn't actually seen what was bleeding. But at a guess, it cut through his flesh. "It's not like I have lost a limb or anything." Had he lost a limb? He quicly glanced down. Nope still had four limbs. Good-o.

He tried to move closer to the Professor. Towards the light. But the Professor already had his wand on him. "Just a scratch Sir. Honest."

Kapoor froze in his actions. "Are you certain you're alright to make it to the Hospital Wing?" He asked the injured student and ceasing the charm. "You seem to be bleeding pretty badly. What happened?"

I saw you in my post Missy :P
 

"It just needs a good clean is all," Dylan muttered. His throat was a bit dry. But that really wasn't the worst of his problems right now. He frowned, "I don't know. I went to bed last night, got in my pyjamas. Then I woke up this morning, covered in blood, with my shirt tied around my chest. I might be dreaming." He was missing his school jumper as well. But that wasn't too much of a loss. He had another.

ooc: Lol. Sorry, luff. I accidentally hit the wrong button.
 

Dreaming? Right now? That was a provoking concept. One Kapoor could not resist entertaining for a while. Wonderful, though the thought was he had to dismiss it in light of the situation. "Dreaming? No. I think you're very much awake." He made this comment possibly misinterpreting the whole entire meaning of what the boy was saying by maybe he was dreaming ...previously and that is what caused the injuries vs. currently dreaming.

"We should probably see Healer Ashford just to be safe. Whatever caused your injury might've been dirty and could infect you. Healer Ashford will have a potion for that." Not to mention the fact that she could help diagnose whatever might've caused such a mysterious sleep-related injury. "She'll have candy too." He said more to motivate himself than the student. Nurses always had candy, didn't they? They did when he was growing up, which was many moons ago in the early 2000's.

Dylan's eyes widened, "What? I am awake?" He looked down at the shirt wrapped around his torso. "So I really am bleeding?" Oh. That wasn't good news.

"Infect me? With what?" he frowned. He was diseased now. Great. He was awake and diseased. "Candy doesn't appeal to me Sir." Not now that he was diseased and dying. He just wanted it over and done with.

Unaware that he'd confused the boy likely beyond all measure, Kapoor tucked away his wand securely in his robes. "Indeed, you are. Now, do you feel strong enough to make it to the Hospital Wing?"

Rafe tried to keep Marilyn as steady as possible the whole way down. Most people would have been out of breath traveling down seven floors he was approaching the entrance to the Slytherin common room and he would have set her down to walk, which he figured she would prefer at this point. But, he couldn't bring himself to do it. It was perhaps a little selfish wanting to keep her this close for just a little longer, but he couldn't help himself. She wanted to be with him and they would be together. He couldn't be more happy than in this moment.

"So, are you going to tell me what's going on? You know you can tell me anything," he said trying to comfort her. But, it looked as though she was asleep, he didn't know if he should wake her...no, she needed her rest. He leaned against the wall and slowly slid his back down it until he sat. He couldn't help but smile. He lightly brushed her blond hair out of her face. He began to sing a Romanian song, "De acum n-am sa ma mai tem..." (Ooc:You can find it here)

Marilyn's eyes fluttered open. Her head was throbbing and her entire body ached. She tried to speak but her mouth felt like it was filled with gauze. After swallowing several times, she managed a weak "Bad potion..."...although, she wasn't entirely convinced herself that was what caused this.

"Potion? What potion?" Rafe didn't understand why she would take something that would make her feel this way. Maybe he should have gone with his instincts and gone straight to the hospital wing, after all she was sleeping. He did have a bezoar with him in case she got worse. He carried with him everywhere, just in case.

Marilyn blinked a few times, trying to clear her vision. It helped some. She tried to think of things that would make her mouth water...Her throat was parched. She did not want to have to ask Rafe for that, too. Merlin, this was so embarrassing.

"Just...something...im working on." After glancing around the corridor, she realized they were in Slytherin territory. Her throat was still hurting. "Jazz is going...[cough]...to be so mad...at me."

"Here," Rafe said as he took out his wand, he held it to her mouth and said the incantation, "Aguamenti" in his mind, a little bit of water trickled in her mouth. He hoped this made it easier for her to talk. Saying spells in his mind where getting easier and easier.

"And what was this potion supposed to do?" And why did this happen right after their conversation they had, he thought.

Marilyn's eyes fluttered gratefully as Rafe poured a bit of water in her mouth. He knew her so well. She coughed a few more time and realized her throat indeed, was much better. She looked up at Rafe and smiled, even though her body was still in a lot of pain. "Thank you...for always knowing what...I need." Merlin, she loved him...What was I saying?....

She sighed. "Right before I ran into you earlier, I...was working with this potion...[cough] Jazz and I collaborated on. It's harmless, really...Simple appearance altering. Nothing...too severe..."

Yea, like Rafe's going to believe that. Look at what you're going through.

Taking a deep breath, Marilyn continued. "The side effects were worse than I...[cough] originally thought they would...be."

Jasper was really going to tear into her about personally testing these potions. Maybe she just wouldn't tell him? No, he'd need to know. What a mess...

"Polyjuice potion maybe? You know how complicated that potion is, one stir the wrong way or one pinch more of an ingredient and it ruins the whole thing! Why would you want to change your appearance? You're already so beautiful," he said as he tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear and rested his hand on her smooth cheek. Then he remembered her saying that someone was taking pictures of them...maybe they were still out there.

But, if Marilyn made Polyjuice, she would have changed right away, something must have gone terribly wrong... "I have a bezoar, do you think it would help?" He put his wand away and pulled out the bezoar. "I can see you're in pain, I'm so sorry. I really wish you would have come to me sooner, if you needed to change the way you looked I have polyjuice leftover from the summer and well...changing the way your look is something one of the guys taught me over the summer a few things..." he took out his wand once more and mumbled something over his breath as he casted a spell over Marilyn's hair and it transformed. She was now a brunette. "It's not permanent, and well...I prefer blondes, but it's a start if you want to change and look a little different?"

He wouldn't be surprised if she slapped him right there. He knew how precious her hair was. But, he did say it wasn't permanent. "Does this potion have something to do with getting away from your father?"

Marilyn gave Rafe a hurt look, slightly offended. "Not Polyjuice...I know how to make a standard Polyjuice potion..." She reached for his hand, unthinking, and grasped it firmly in her own. The simple skin contact somehow eased the pain. He admitted to having a bezoar stone with him, and it caused Marilyn to smirk. Evelyn and Destiny could tell anyone about her bezoar stone collection. Whenever Professor Kazi had poisoned them last year during potions, they had became a necessity. "I usually keep one on me, too...but I have something that will work better...its tucked in my right boot."

When she'd began working on this particular potion, she started carrying a fair amount of murtlap essence at all times. It always soothed the effects of snake venom...which was a key ingredient in this concoction. This was the worst attack she'd had, though. She'd told her stubborn brother that it needed three jabberknoll feathers instead of one.

While Rafe fussed over her hair, the once blonde frowned. "This potion isn't for me...Although, I had planned on using it..." She bit her lip, deciding to tell him even though they were out in the open...Closing the space between her lips and Rafe's ear, she whispered, "It's for...Jasper. He's going to...break into my old home...but he can't do it as..himself...and he might need to stay longer than an..hour. So, were working on something that will allow him..to stay a certain way for days at a time. He's going..fully undercover, if you will...Facial features and his build will need to be...different. And while Polyjuice would be ideal..my father gives...something to his employees...that kills the effects of...any deceptive potions." She tried not to think about the fact that she was so close to him. Merlin, she wanted to kiss him.

Still close to him, she fingered her "new hair"..."How do I look as a brunette, by the way?" Being upset about her hair wasn't an option. It'd change back...and she couldn't really be mad with Rafe, anyway.