10-15-2017, 08:47 PM
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Quintaped
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Amelia Adara Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Emma Montmorency (#301199) Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Kartik Ishaan Joshi (#3112da) Ravenclaw Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Kara Walsh (#aa1506) Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Tiffany Rose Slytherin Third Year x12 x8
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Originally Posted by The Narrator January is ending, bringing with it rain, tiredness and an onslaught of homework. Your Friday lessons have ended and you go back to your dorm to place your bag away before dinnertime arrives. It’s a normal, everyday activity but the sight that meets you when you arrive at your dorm is anything but normal...
You walk through the corridor towards your dorm and instantly notice that something seems off. The flickering torch shines down upon the pieces of broken wood that used to be your dorm room door but was now laying on the floor. When you step over the pieces of wood, you’re met with a ghastly, heart-wrenching sight.
Your dorm, your safe haven during the term time, is in complete disarray.
Feathers float down serenely, providing a juxtaposition against the chaos of the room itself. The beds have all been stripped of their bedding and pillows and sit there looking naked and unwelcoming. What used to be on the beds have been tossed aside and ripped apart, their contents spewing across the dorm room floor.
And it doesn’t stop there. Trunks have been ransacked, the contents of which have been flung everywhere without a care in the world. Clothes, some ripped beyond repair, can be seen laying on the floor and hanging off the four-poster beds. Books have been ripped apart, their pages scattered haphazardly across the floor. Art supplies that used to paint a pretty picture now paint the calamity of the scene before you. They weren’t expensive, were they?
To make matters worse, every bedside drawer has met the same fate as every other item in the room. The contents of the drawers have been flung out of their resting places, some even shattered as they were tossed to the ground, leaving bits of glass everywhere. It seems as if someone has gone to great lengths to search the room.
If you clean up and are observant enough, you might notice that something happens to be missing... There was nothing better than Friday afternoons and being done with classes and extracurriculars for the week. Of course she had some 'fun' extracurriculars that she did on the weekends, like health and wellness or writing her quill articles. But for the most part Fridays were good. Except for when the fifth year entered her familiar safe haven to find it ... ransacked.
Yes she'd heard Kitty saying something about that happening to the Ravenclaw girls dorm, which was when she got cursed? Imperiod? Whatever she happened to be under.... and Hattie had mentioned the Hufflepuff girls dorm too, but for THREE dorms to be hit? And the library, where that dark arts book was stolen.
Her bed. Her precious sheets, stripped from her bed. Her books, the ones she hadn't had with her, ripped apart. Her extra clothes, destroyed. Where were her roommates anyway? She was fairly sure she was the only one who wrote for the quill, but perhaps they had something else? Studying? Snogging boys? Or girls?
Hyperventilating, Skylar made her way over to the bed and found herself collapsed on the bare mattress, staring at her destroyed Magical Creatures textbook. Breathe, Skylar, breathe. And yet, instead, her eyes were leaking and she found herself having difficulty breathing.
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