Seventh Floor Corridor
 

You must passage through this way to get to towers above the fray.

Amy walked down the corridor and toward the owlery, checking that Maddie was behind her, come on, she called back

'I'm coming!' called Maddie

Amy walked out from the owlery, ok tell Lissa I'm going to bed, I'm gonna collapse on my feet otherwise she said, this will work I have a feeling, tell Lissa to meet me for breakfast tomorow and we'll meet at the ravvie table to watch, night she called as she walked off

Hogwarts, obviously, was a place that could not ever become boring. Ever. EVER. At least not for Shoshannah. She had decided to start her inside exploration of the castle from the top, work her way down from there. That....meant a stroll down the corridor.

Although, she needed to owl her mum too. Mum worried, too much in Sho's opinion, but she had promised to owl once a week. So she would even if the letting sending objective had taken a back seat to exploring every nook and cranny in the castle. She'd get to the Owlery.

Eventually.

Gryffindor Tower was as noisy and chaotic as ever--at least in Brinkley's opinion. He walked slowly away from the scene not before launching a disdainful look over his shoulder at the Fat Lady. The least she could do was bid him goodbye.

Apparently, she couldn't let bygones be bygones. Brinkley had already apologized for calling her remarkably obese and two seconds away from a stroke three terms ago. Were all portraits prone to holding grudges?

Humming inquisitively as he peeked down at his itchy red palm, Brinkley stopped centimeters short of bumping into someone of the fairer sex.

"You're in the way, love."

She had spotted herself a Raiden!ex-kitty!

Do not - I repeat, do NOT - ask why Gold was here. That was her business. But the fact that she had just spotted Raiden, cheered her up. The redhead tucked a bright red bang of hair behind an ear - you would think chopping up all that hair would get her rid of that habit but, apparently, it had only reinforced it - and skipped over to him.

"Raiden!" Okay, so he already knew his name own. She ought to say something else. "What are you doing up here?"

Great.

Now she sounded nosy.

Rereading her letter again to make sure all the necessary info was there, Sho didn't even see the Gryffindor boy before he spoke to her. " Huhwhut?" She said automatically, dark eyes wide. Love. He'd called her love. What? Whuuuuuut????

Blushing a little and taking a step back (he was way too close and it made her a bit nervous) she shook her head. " I can't possibly be your love, or like...a love. I don't even KNOW you." She said, chuckling awkwardly.

She took a breath and then composed herself. This was a golden opportunity to make a friend! Even if she'd made a rather egregious assumption by thinking he was proclaiming love for her or some other such insanity. " I'm Shoshannah," She said, sticking her hand out for him to shake, a big grin on her face. Her cheeks though...still a bit pink.


Which was when she heard another person. OH. It was one of those guys...Prefects. Her dad had told them about those. He had a badge and everything. " Hello!" She waved cheerfully and then put her hand back down again for Gryffindor to shake. " I'm new. I don't know about this guy though." She said with a shrug.

It seemed Brinkley Neal Hasselhof had managed to successfully creep out yet another Ravenclaw. If he kept it up, he might surpass his record: 10. Just when he had begun to open his mouth (and possibly creep the Raven Girl some more) he was interrupted by someone he knew from sight.

Slytherin Prefect Raiden Kururugi. He was asking him if he was new.

Brink stared at the prefect out of the corner of his eyes before rolling his eyes. "Tsk," he breathed out, taking his annoyance out on the nearest suit of armor. "Being in the same classroom, you'd think he'd notice the people around him."

Apparently, not. Apparently, the prefect badge had a nasty side-effect: obliviousness; or partial blindness.

Speaking of partial blindness, Brinkley squinted against the glare of Gold Laksh's bright head, while the Ravenclaw went on some kind of nervous stutter-rap thing. Even out of the common room he wasn't safe from her shocking hair color.

It was unfortunate. It wasn't as unfortunate as the Ravenclaw girl's name though. Shoshannah?

???

"Sho it is," murmured Brink as he pocketed his hands. "And this guy's name is Brinkley. Thank you," he enunciated the last two words slowly and loudly with a nod of his head before continuing much in the same fashion. "Nice to meet you, too."

Merlin's beard, so many new people! Sho was practically ecstatic. The bounciness within was expressed in big ol' sunshiney smile for the few moments she was meeting the other boy, the Prefect Boy.

" Raiden. You have a cool name. I'm Shoshannah, but like Brinkley here," She jabbed a thumb over her shoulder," You'll find it's easier to call me Sho." She informed him as she shook his hand. Raiden was a lot more ...mellow, she figured, than this Brinkley guy.

That was when she spotted the girl with the LOVELIEST hair she'd ever seen. " Your hair! It's so pretty." she said, wearing a rather awestruck expression. " Gosh. My hair is practically drab in comparison." She said, picking up a curly strand and eying it. Yep. Brown. Dark, dark brown. " I'm Sho, by the way!" She called out with her usual grin.

The letter? Utterly forgotten now.

Amy rounded the corner angrilly and turned to the wall, slaming her fists on it, she let out an angry cry and sunk to the floor, her head in her hands, crying quietly

Savannah didn't even know that there was a seventh floor. So she decided to check it out. Then she saw a girl around the corner, crying maybe. From her robes she must be a Hufflepuff. Savannah walked over. "Um...hello?"

Amy looked up at the girl, and scrubbed her eyes, hi, she said, quietley, sorry having a breakdown here, give me a second, she breathed and calmed down. Thats better, my names Amy by the way, yours?

Savannah can't believe she ws talking to a Hufflepuff but she answered anyways. "Savannah. Savannah Black." she said. "You are having a breakdown for what?" she asked. What could possibly happen that could be so bad?

Just, Just boys. Nice to meet you Savannah, what house are you? she looked at her robes, ah the Sly Slytherin eh?, Amy said, as she stood up, her phone vibrated,

prank went brill, back to common room soon

she replied with a short

yes. A.xx

and put the phone away

"Whoa, is that a phone?" said Savannah, she know it's a phone because her aunt gave her one on her 8th birthday, but what good it is?

Yeah, blackberry, she said showing her, it's great in London, but quite hard to get signal here unfortunatley, she looked at the time, listen I've got to go meet my friends but, it was nice to meet you Savannah, she waved at her as she jogged down the hall to the fifth floor where she was meeting Simon and Lissa

Savannah just nodded. A Blackberry? Never heard of it. And she walked down to the Dungeons.

Nancy was wandering the castle and had just passed the Room of Requirements which meant...dundundun, she was on the Seventh Floor. Go her! She actually KNEW which floor she was on, and that was already the second time in the last few days. Maybe she had found her sense of direction now after all this time. Maybe? Hopefully? Yes?

BUMP!

At this sound the Prefect whirled around - directing her attention AWAY from the possible change in orientation-sense, she would come back to that again some time later - and eyed the corridor she was standing thoroughly. Only to find nothing. Err.

"Hello?" Nancy called, just in case there was in fact somebody there after all, before she quickened her steps to round the next corner. Oh, there was somebody. Somebody who looked vaguely familiar. "You okay?" She furrowed her brow slightly as she slowly approached the other girl. She seemed to be okay though.

Ella didn't really know why she was still sitting on the floor as blank as a lemon. Probably because she was exhausted from all that stair-climbing. She traced her finger along the floor until heard someone from down the hall. Maybe they were responding to the large thud she made when she hit the ground. As the clearly older girl approached her, Ella raised an eyebrow. Had she seen this girl before?

"Oh - Umm yeah i'm fine, I just..." Hmm, how to say this without sounding like an idiot. "Tripped on my shoe lace..." Well that didn't work, she looked like a total clutz now. She glanced at her shoes then quickly tied them up to take away any risk of tripping for the rest of the day. Once she had done so, she looked up again.

"Do I know you from somewhere?" She asked, studying the girls face. 'Cause she hadn't actually met anyone older than her yet. OH! It was that stupid prefect that butted into hers and Patrick's conversation.

The way the other girl was eyeing her only increased her suspicions that she had seen her around somewhere already. Only where? Now, that aside...the girl had tripped on her shoe laces?! Nancy could feel a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips, however, tried hard to conceal it...not very successfully. "Oh...err." Now, how to reply without saying anything sarcastic. "Well, I'm glad you're okay. You got me worried there for a moment...sitting on the floor." She directed a small genuine grin towards her before extending her hand to help her up.

Still waiting for her to take her hand...or get up otherwise, Nancy mimicked her actions by studying her face likewise. Where did she know her fro-"The meeting...the meeting in Duelling Arena." A frown flashed across her face at that thought. "I'm Nancy. Slytherin Prefect." Though she probably already knew that...it probably had become quite obvious at the meeting. Cough.

Ella's eyes narrowed as the girl in front of her was trying not to laugh. She expected it but it was still rude! "Thanks for your concern." Right whatever. She wasn't really concerned about her painful fall to the ground, she was just trying to hide her giggles. 'I see right through youuuu.' She ignored her hand that she offered out and got herself up. Yup, she could be rude right back.

As the girl studied Ella's face too, she nodded when she finally remembered. "Yeah. I was talking to someone and you butted in ...joined us for a moment." She said coldly but that soon faded. Ella was the sort of person to hold a grudge but she probably shouldn't towards a Prefect. "Hi Nancy. I'm Ella." She introduced herself awkwardly. "Nice to meet you properly this time." She smiled finally at her.