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Old 09-07-2011, 02:07 AM   #3 (permalink)
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Sarah Oliver
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Continuing to make the squashing noise of her water-worn feet with every step while climbing up the archaic stone steps into the Headmasters office, Eris tried her best to comb off any dirty or sand that was left on her body with one free hand, the other clutching the owl-sized gem as though it were a precious infant. With a final sweep of her shoulders, Eris hoped she looked presentable enough. After all, she had only seen the Headmaster once, and that was during the speech when she first arrived at the school.

Though it had only been less than a week since the girl had arrived on the Hogwarts train, she had already been on what she considered an adventure of a lifetime month. Though she was confused to how the whole thing even occured in the first place, the room, the jungle, the aztec village and the boulder. She did know it occured inside the castle, and in such the gem and golden serpent holder that had carefully held it after so long, still remained with the school.

Turning into the headmasters office, the dark haired boy-girl of a witch took a sweep around the room with greyish-blue eyes. Just like she would expect and more, it was filled with all sort of knick knacks and well, things she shouldn't touch.

"Headmaster?" Eris greeted slowly as she looked around the room for him, though standing politely still at the front, now nervously clutching the gem till the knuckles of her fingers turned a pale white.
Sarah whistled softly. What a neat office. And by 'neat' she meant clean. Eek. She hoped she didn't break anything. Or, even worse, leave a fingerprint on something. Oops. Sarcasm meant she got yelled at. Be a good girl, Sarah.

She glanced around the room with interest. She almost felt out of place. Her hair had been messily brushed just that morning, then left to curl slightly around her shoulders, uniform worn with disgust (how she hated skirts), and standing with a boyish posture; hands in her pockets, slouching slightly.

Yup. She was probably the messiest thing in the room. Oopsies.

Eris seemed a tad scared, Sarah stepped closer to her and gave a reassuring smile. She knew Eris had guts (it took a lot of guts to wait for your friend when a boulder was coming right at you), but if needed, Sarah felt she had enough confidence for both of them. She would do the talking if needed.

"Headmaster," she said jovially, smiling roguishly, yet somehow managing to seem respectful.
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