06-17-2016, 06:53 AM
|
#17 (permalink)
|
Crumple-Horned Snorkack
Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal *sighs*(GMT-8)
Posts: 111,210
Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Arienne Morgenstern Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Third Year x5 x3
| Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict Quote:
Originally Posted by Gissel "Oh c'mon! You know I live here, wall!" Ollie glared at the wall, waiting for it to open up for him, to no avail. He had been out trying to study for the millionth time today, also to no avail, and fell asleep in the library. Now that he was kind of still half asleep, he couldn't remember what in the world the knew password was. After four and half years of never forgetting the password, today, when he was most sleepiest, he couldn't even begin to remember it. He was just too frustrated!
Sliding down against the slimy wall, Oliver sat on the floor, still glaring at the wall. "Two can play this game." He knew it was rididulous to play the staring game with a wall but it's not like he had anywhere else to go. Sadly. There hadn’t really been one reason for Brooklyn to have been out of the common room this late. She hadn’t been studying, after all, or at least no more so than usual this term with the potions lab and the charms challenge. She had actually been up in the Room of Requirement, mostly practicing ballet although she had gotten some violin practice in too. There just hadn’t been a real reason why she’d left it so late, aside from the fact she’d been avoiding her usual walks outside due to certain creatures having shown up again.
Either way, she had decided to return to the common room instead of staying in the room all night. If anything, she didn’t trust Tywin not to try and treat her dragons like toys if she wasn’t there, or trust Maggie not to do something to her bed. It was simpler just to go back down to the dungeons. Except, as she had gotten closer to the section of wall hiding the entrance to the common room, she’d come upon a figure slumped across from it and practically lecturing it. “I’m pretty sure threatening the wall isn’t going to make it reveal the entrance,” she said idly, walking closer. It was only then when she saw exactly who it was.
__________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees
...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥ |
| |