Sassenach l theJoff l RoughDough l Aslan l Snidget l My Lord Kate l Dark-Side l BEETSSS l smol George  Age 11
Hogwarts Dungeon Mason glared over her shoulder at Murdoch. It had been the Healer herself that had condemned her to this hell in the first place. Even if she had been ‘rude’, it was still way too horrible of a punishment, this stupid Muggle cleaning. And it wasn’t just any cleaning, Mason had been tasked with the glorious job of cleaning a dungeon, but obviously Murdoch wouldn’t make it that easy. She was to clean the dungeon that kept conjuring food, rotten food, over and over and over again, no matter how much she scrubbed.
She swallowed down the lump in her throat. She wasn’t going to cry in front of this woman again, even if her hands were gonna reek of Muggle-vomit for weeks, she just needed to get out of here fast. . .
But she wasn’t allowed to use magic, or else she would have Scourgified this place in the blink of an eye. . . but alas, that was not possible. Mason gave another sigh and continued scrubbing at the disgustingly grimy-floor.
Last edited by Hiraeth; 07-17-2016 at 11:28 AM.
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