 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
SPOILER!!: Hag Lady Quote:
Originally Posted by Ursula Black  Humming on a tune Ursula shouldered her way into the deserted bathroom with a loud satisfied cackle. Perfect. She could wash the stench of children out of her clothes in privacy. No disturbances. Ursula would though like it very much if that handsome adult with the glasses and seer sight were to join her. She longed to inspect his aura more closely.
Placing her clothes into a washbasin Ursula got to work her bird having flown up to perch himself on top of one of the mirrors squawking eerily.
Rachel was off exploring on her own. Yes, she knew she had planned to do this with Noelle but they would still have lots of time to do that later because the Castle was so huge. See? She wasn't even sharing her adventure with any of her friends. This privilege belonged to her second year Gryffindor friend.
The girl soon found herself in very unfamiliar territory on the sixth floor. She pushed open the dilapidated looking door, her eyes scanning the area within. "Oh, it's an old bathroom,'' she said to herself but also wondering what the boxes contained.
Then she saw something... someone... that made her freeze. Oh, no. Not the creepy lady! Rachel had been doing her best to avoid the creepy, crazy lady and yet here she was. The eleven year old suddenly found herself wishing Professor Finch or Mr Kitrridge was around. |